They both enter the restaurant and as soon as they enter there is a waiter on standby to escort them. "You went through a lot to do this didn't you," BULL chuckles. "I can't be a pushover about these things you know. I go all in or I don't go at all," Cyn says. She moves closer to him, and slips her fingers between his. They are both blushing. This time BULL brings her in closer as she grabs his arm with her free hand. She gets really flushed but goes with it.
They get to their table and the waiter encourages them to sit down. It's a small 4x4 table, but it's made of marble. "Should I start you both off with drinks today sir and ma'am," the waiter asks both of them in a heavy middle eastern accent. BULL studies his face, there's something there that makes him uneasy.. Cyn obviously notices it too, but she cuts it off with a smile, "Yeah I'll start off with some... do you have any orange juice," she asks, "I'm not a big fan of alcohol this early in the day." The waiter writes that down. BULL answers a few seconds later with some coca-cola. The waiter leaves and the two look at each other. They obviously know what they both are trying to communicate, They're here.
The waiter returns with their drinks and sets them down. "Should I wait for you both or do you want to order now?" BULL sets down his menu, "Can I have the tomahawk steak, medium rare please?" The waiter nods. "And for you ma'am?" Cyn is still looking at her menu. A few seconds later she looks over it, "Kobe Fillet Mignon please, medium." The waiter bows. Cyn catches him giving her a strange look. As soon as she does he quickly averts his eyes and walks away. When he's gone behind in the kitchen Cyn pulls out a drink tester, "The council makes me carry this, it's super top of the line, it sees everything in the drink." She dips in the tester. It comes out clean. "They aren't stupid that's for sure," Cyn says , "C'mon slide yours over here."
BULL gives his drink to Cyn and she tests it. "Clean," she says. Cyn is puzzled over that waiter. Am I overreacting about this? Maybe he's just a regular waiter, she thinks. The couple begin to make small talk as they sip their non-poisoned drinks. "So YOUNGIN decides 'I'm going to breach a room full of hostages and Chaos Insurgency alone' and as soon as he does he comes running out with bullets flying everywhere," BULL tells Cyn trying not to laugh. She chuckles and begins to tell her own story, "One time we had a captured C.I. Officer that was brought into the med-bay in sector one. They told me I had to save him so we can interrogate later. Obviously I was reluctant but his wounds needed attention. So I'm working right, 10 minutes later one of my surgeons comes back with a bag of piss and forces him to drink it! I wasn't even mad." The two laugh loudly at that to the point where the whole restaurant was looking at them. The couple don't even notice, it's just them two alone as far as they're concerned.
When they are done laughing Cyn sighs and puts her hand across the marble table, beckoning BULL. He obliges and puts his hand atop hers. The waiter comes back interrupting their silent moment together, "Your tomahawk steak sir," he sets it down, "and your fillet mignon madame." He serves the meals and bows. BULL notices something on his wrist. His right cuff link has a red dot in the middle and is surrounded by what looks like blades. The Chaos Insurgency insignia, he thinks. The waiter leaves, BULL is certain now. That man is C.I., and they know who he and Cyn are.
"You saw that too huh," Cyn says to BULL. He nods sharply, they are both breathing heavily. "Are you packing some heat, Cyn," BULL asks. She nods patting her bag, "9mm, and you?" He pulls up his shirt revealing the handle to his Glock-18 and two clips. "Good, enjoy yourself for the time being, we can't reveal that we know they're here," Cyn explains. They both start eating their food. BULL being a meat lover absolutely devours his tomahawk steak, "It's like I'm eating
butter that tastes like heaven!" Cyn takes her time eating her fillet mignon as she doesn't eat meat that often but even she admits it's delicious.
It takes them about half an hour to finish their meals with small-talk in between. They are both wondering what the Chaos Insurgency is going to do. Cyn is especially angry that they interrupted her big day. The waiter comes back asking if they want their check they both say yes. Ten minutes later the waiter comes back with their check. Cyn looks at it, "Jesus, $2,000. This is gonna hurt." She puts her card in the check and the waiter again walks away.
BULL groans, "I gotta use the bathroom, I'll be back in a second, scream if something happens." Cyn whimpers and nods. BULL gets up and walks down to the bathroom. When he is out of sight an old business man with a cane walks over to Cyn's table. He leans on his cane and gives her a smile through his gross dentures. "Hey girlie whats your name?" He asks. Cyn looks up at him and scowls, "You don't need to know grandpa. Now go back to your booth." The old man laughs, "I like them feisty. My name is Chester, and I'm looking forward to getting to know you." Cyn flips him off, "Go away if you know whats good for you." His face darkens and he motions for some goons at his table. They are all middle aged men in track suits. "We have a fighter here, lets teach her what happens when you refuse me."
They all surround her as she reaches in her purse and clutches her Berreta M9. Right as they are about to make a move on her there is a voice that comes from behind the group, "Hey! Leave her alone or else." They all look around and see BULL. He makes sure to look intimidating in front of the men. "Get lost bozo she's ours now." The old man says. BULL raises his eyebrow. He lifts up the right side of his shirt revealing the Glock-18 hidden in his waistband. They all back up. "C'mon. This is a waste of our time." The old man says to his group. They all make their way back to their table. When they walk away Cyn finally stops gripping her M9. "Thanks for that big guy. I swear creepy old men will never get anywhere with tactics like that." BULL sits back down, "Yeah, I guarantee you I could have taken them down with my bare hands though. Woulda felt bad punching an old guy though." Cyn laughs at him, "Well I'm even more glad you're here."
"They're probably gonna strike soon, be ready," BULL whispers to Cyn. She nods eying her bag. The waiter comes back and Cyn takes her card out of the checkbook. The waiter bows, "Have a fantastic day." The couple gets up and begins to head to the stairwell leading up to the roof. Cyn is very close to BULL as they begin to walk up the stairs. BULL feels something pulling in his gut. He quickly puts Cyn behind him and whips out his glock. He sees the waiter aiming at them with a suppressed pistol. BULL opens fire on the waiter, the waiter dives behind the bar counter. The restaurant explodes into chaos as the patrons and staff all rush to get out. "Cyn, get up the stairs and tell the pilot to start the helicopter," BULL orders Cyn. She nods and runs up the stairs.
BULL advances towards the Chaos Insurgency agent cautiously. There could be multiple agents disguised among the staff and customers. The waiter pops up and aims at BULL opening fire. BULL rushes to the side and flips a table for cover. BULL peeks above the side of the flipped
table. Instantly just inches away a part of the corner explodes from a round fired from the waiter. BULL quickly ducks down and surveys the ground below him. He sees a plate that could be used to distract the agent. BULL picks it up and chucks it over the side of the table. The agent shoots at the plate as it lands, He must be an amateur, BULL thinks. A split second later BULL does a full peek and fires at the agent. A bullet catches the agent in the shoulder and another hits him in the neck. BULL hops over the flipped table and makes a break for the stairs.
Another agent pops up and attempts to shoot him, but BULL full-autos him while running by. BULL reaches the stairs and thunders up them. He bursts through the door and is blinded by the sunlight. His eyes adjust and what he sees makes his heart drop. He sees the helicopter pilot and Cyn on their knees. Behind them is a Chaos agent aiming a pistol at the back of their heads he has Cyn's bag. "Not another step unless you want their brains to paint the floor. Kick over your gun nice and slow," the agent says. BULL complies, he can see Cyn crying, that really pisses him off.
"Alright pal here's what we are gonna do. You are going to stand there perfectly still. This guy who I'm assuming is the pilot is gonna take me and your precious O5 here back to my headquarters. If you make a move I swear I'm gonna blow their heads in," the agent explains. Surprisingly the pilot is very calm about this, not showing any signs of fear. BULL quickly figures out that this is an Alpha-1 agent. BULL gets his attention by staring at him, they exchange silent words. The Alpha-1 agent gives the smallest of nods. "Get your ass up and into the helicopter," the agent tells the pilot. The pilot gets up and starts moving towards the cockpit. When he starts to get in the pilot springs off the step leading into the cockpit rotates his body and kicks the Chaos Insurgency agents gun out of his hand. The pistol skids across the roof and BULL makes a run for Cyn.
He picks up his Glock-18 before he gets to Cyn. He cradles her in his arms, she is in tears bawling her eyes out. On the other side of the roof the Alpha-1 and the agent are in an intense hand to hand combat. The agent is quick with his footwork and jabs, but this is an Alpha-1 Operative he is dealing with. No matter how quick this agent was the Alpha-1 will always be quicker and stronger. The agent tries to side kick the Alpha-1, but he catches it and brings his forearm down on his knee making a crunch sound indicating his knee is broken. The agent screams in agony as the Alpha-1 slams him down onto the concrete with one arm. The agents eyes light up in fear as the Alpha-1 begins stomping his chest breaking several ribs. By now the agent has passed out, but the Alpha-1 doesn't show any indication of stopping. When the Alpha-1 is finished all of the agents ribs are broken and his chest is a sloppy squishy mess. But he is alive. The Alpha-1 finishes it by picking up the agents gun and unloading in his face.
BULL is still cradling Cyn in his arms as she's buried her face in his chest. He is stroking her hair as the Alpha-1 comes over and asks, "How is she?" BULL looks up, "She's alive but clearly shaken. We need to get out of here. Now." The Alpha-1 nods and runs over to the helicopter to start it up. BULL carries Cyn over to the helicopter. He slides open the side door and steps up laying Cyn down on the seat, she takes up half of the space. BULL gives the pilot a thumbs up and closes the door as the helicopter takes off going back to North Carolina.
The two are laying down on the seat, Cyn is on top of BULL. She has stopped crying but she is trembling extremely hard. BULL is stroking her hair trying to comfort her as best he can. She's obviously never been in that situation before which doesn't surprise him. BULL feels terrible for leaving her alone while he killed the waiter. He curses himself for not checking out the roof before she went up there. After a while she picks her head up looking at BULL, "Thank you, BULL." BULL picks his head up, "You shouldn't be thanking me, I messed up bad by leaving you alone. It was all the Alpha-1, I didn't do-''.
She cuts him off by kissing him hard on the mouth. BULL has never kissed anyone before, but he decides he likes it from this. They both sit up not taking their mouths away from each others. She slams him against the side door.
He pulls her closer. Cyn decides to try something risky. She slides her tongue into BULLs mouth. She hears him moan a little making her tongue vibrate.
This time BULL takes charge and pulls her closer to him. He touches her hair and goes down rubbing her back softly. He goes lower pulling her up onto his lap. His hands find her butt as she gasps into his mouth.
He begins to take off his shirt as she slips the straps off her dress revealing her shoulders. Cyn pulls away, "Are you sure you want to do this," she asks in a shaky voice. BULL answers by pulling the rest of her dress down revealing her front, her chest covered by her bra.
She covers her chest with her arms, "Don't stare... it's embarrassing." As soon as she says that they feel the helicopter land and the pilot say over the microphone, "We're stopping to refuel it might take a few so hold on."
That completely destroyed the mood as they both sit up flushed. BULL breaks the awkward silence, "I'm gonna get out and stretch my legs..." Cyn looks down obviously disappointed, "Oh... okay."
She watches as BULL hops out of the helicopter. She feels alone again like she's in a dark room, not able to see a thing in front of her. She followed all of Danica's directions and advice, so why didn't he stay with her?
She waits alone for a few minutes feeling dejected and alone. Her eyes light up as soon as BULL comes back, maybe she can salvage this. She decided she needs to be aggressive.
"Hey," BULL says. "Hey," Cyn says back. She cuddles up on him, rubs him, kisses him, and hugs him. After a few minutes of this he finally gives in and pulls her close. BULL is laying down with Cyn on top of him.
He takes off his shirt again as she slips off her dress. Moments later they are both completely exposed. "Wait," Cyn says pulling back. She reaches into her bag and pulls out a condom. Trojan. "Always keep a few on you at all times," she says as if she we're reciting a line from a medical book. BULL laughs and fully embraces her. The helicopter takes off and disappears into the night sky.