The Retrieval Of
Kenna Shane Spencer
Speculation and Heroism
"ELIOT!" Nate's voice echoed through com.
"Nate, if he's in the vault the com might not work." Hardison told him
"I'm going in." He started toward the bank. Sophie was next to him and grabbed his arm.
"Let Kenna and Eliot handle this. It won't help if we go storming in there."
"Nate, I'm in the hotel room. What should I do?" Parker asked.
"Get Chance and meet Hardison at the airport." Nate looked at his wife. "We'll find Kenna and Eliot. Tell us when you're on your way."
"Be careful, Nate." Parker said.
"You too." He looked at Sophie. "We need to get in there."
"Give them some time Nate. They know what they are doing."
"What if Eliot is hurt? Or worse?" Sophie knew that Nate would take it the hardest if something happened to either one of the Spencer's. She couldn't deny him.
"Stay put." They heard Eliot grumble in their ears. "I got this."
"Eliot?"
"Nate- just stay put." He whispered.
"Are you okay?"
"Some shrapnel in my arm but other than that I'm fine." Eliot could hear muffled voices through the almost sealed door. Kenna was yelling. She was pissed they came in early and she was pissed they came in hard.
"Damn it, Philip. What the hell? We went over the plan a half a dozen of times."
"Yeah, well we just decided this was a better plan." He looked at Moreau.
"Then why even involve me and three weeks of planning?" She stood against the far wall. Philip looked at her.
"It was a spur of the moment changes of plans." He looked at the men unloading the boxes. "Faster, less muss and fuss." Kenna looked at Damien.
"This is the last job I do. You don't trust me to do it right then there is no reason for me to be here."
"You are in no position to threaten me, Kenna." Moreau's phone rang. "Get the vault emptied so we can get the hell out of here." He answered his phone. "This better be good." Kenna backed toward the corner of the vault and slid in her ear bud.
"I'm right behind you, darlin'." Eliot whispered. Kenna tensed. She was hoping he hadn't got to the vault in time. Damien turned and glared at her.
"Find them." He growled and took two steps so he was in front of her. "Who are you working with?" Kenna didn't back down.
"What the hell are you talking about?" She looked into his eyes.
"Your son was taken from the hotel."
"You had four men and a nanny watching him…you son of a bitch." Kenna took the man by the throat and shoved him against the opposite wall. "What have you done with my son?" She pulled the gun out of Moreau's holster and aimed it at the man coming toward her.
"I haven't done anything. Someone took him from the hotel." The anger flowed though her. She knew exactly where Chance was but Philip and Moreau had played her to get to this point and she hated to get played.
"Take a step and I kill him." Kenna moved the gun under Damien's chin. "Philip, where is my son?"
"Kenna, I wouldn't do that to you." She pushed the gun tighter against older man's throat.
"I don't know that." She looked at the men scattered around the room itching to pull their guns but knowing Kenna would kill Moreau before one gun left its holster. "Tell them to drop them Damien or I will kill you."
"You're not him Kenna." Philip looked at her. "You're not a killer."
"Then your really don't know me. Tell them to drop their weapons Moreau." She pulled the hammer back. "Five, four, three, two…"
"Drop your weapons." Moreau said through clenched teeth. Kenna knew that it would give Eliot enough time to take out most of them before they dove for their guns. "I said drop them." Kenna looked at the criminal mastermind. He wasn't afraid of her. He trusted her. The men dropped their guns. All of them but Philip. Kenna knew exactly what he carried. A Glock nine millimeter in his shoulder holster, a Sig in his back holster, a berretta at his ankle and six throwing stars on his belt and he knew how to use each and every one of the weapons.
"I knew you weren't a joiner McClosky." She looked at him. "I don't want to kill you." No matter what, Philip had been good to her and her son, even it was a con.
"You won't kill me." Eliot flew out of the vault.
"She might not, but I will." He flew at the younger hitter and got to him before he could draw another weapon. Kenna looked at Moreau and the older man nodded. She grabbed him with her free hand and flung him to the ground and taking the butt of the gun and hitting him as hard as she could. The men came after her then. Eliot took down a few in between taking shots at Philip. The sound of breaking bones and painful cries echoed though the vault. In the distance they heard the sounds of sirens.
"Kenna!" Eliot was somewhere behind her. "We need to get outta here." He said as he snapped a man's arm and tossed him across the room.
"Thanks for the info there, Sparky." Kenna slammed her elbow into another man's jaw. "Please tell me Nate and Sophie are already half way to the airport."
"No such luck kiddo." Nate's voice echoed in her ear. "But Hardison and Parker just got to their flight."
"Good to know." Kenna answered breathlessly. "Eliot?"
"Right behind you darlin'." She made her way to the opening they had blown though the vault wall. Philip had hung back and Kenna knew that he was waiting to take them both out.
"This is not the way it was supposed to end." Kenna heard the hammer being pulled back.
"McClosky!" Eliot came from behind her.
"Eliot no." Kenna stopped him. "Philip won't hurt me." He wasn't so sure. Clenching his teeth he looked at his wife.
"He'd rather kill you than look at you Kenna."
"It's not me you wanted, is it?" She held the gun close to her side but didn't move. "This was all about Eliot." She looked at the blond man. "He was always the best. Everyone went to him first. No matter what you did. Moreau just wanted you to get him out of San Lorenzo. It was your idea to get his fortune back. To take me to get to Eliot."
"He took all of it, the reputation, the women, the money." Kenna stood between Eliot and Philip.
"I'm standing right here." Eliot looked at the man. The sirens grew louder. "This is all over the past shit? Taking my wife, screwing with my life all because I got the jobs and the girls a lifetime ago?" Eliot shook his head. "Shoot the bastard, Kenna and let's get the hell out of here before we have to bust out of prison today too." She knew that Philip wouldn't just let them go.
"Okay so I gave birth to my son in a monastery, spent the last seven months planning heists for a man everyone I know despises and had to put up with you, all because of a fucking pissing contest? Oh great." Kenna started a rant that would make even Eliot blush if he wasn't in the cross hairs of an insane assassin.
"Now look what you've done. You've never seen my wife truly pissed off, have you McClosky?" The man watched Kenna. He was almost in awe as she walked around ranting about the last seven months and how men were just ass holes and they all should be shot. She went on about men like he and Eliot we're the reason women became lesbians. Philip stopped paying attention to Eliot all together.
"Damn woman." Eliot said to no one in particular and grabbed the barrel of Philip's gun and whipped it out of the younger hitters hand. "Gotta love the way she thinks on her toes, huh." Eliot looked at Philip. He ejected the clip and sent it flying while he twisted the hitter's other arm. "You fucked with the wrong people this time, McClosky." He had the man pined against the wall. "You should have taken my warning in Bagdad in ninety-seven. I told you if I saw you again it wouldn't be pleasant."
"You've become weak, Spencer." The man's nose was bloody and his lip was split. He kicked his way out of Eliot's hold and hit him squarely in the jaw.
"Kenna, get out of here." He yelled through clenched teeth.
"I've waited seven months for you to come get me; I'm not leaving here without you." She looked at McClosky. Knowing he still had at least two guns and the throwing stars up his sleeve she raised her gun. The man went for Eliot. "Not this time Philip." Kenna pulled the trigger three times before the man fell at her husband's feet. She went to Eliot and helped him up. "Now we can go cowboy." He looked at Moreau lying motionless on the ground.
"Do you want to take care of him or should I?" He wiped the blood off his lip with the back of his hand.
"The cops are here Eliot; they'll make sure he's put away for a very long time." Eliot shook his head.
"That's too good for the bastard."
"He called you and told you where to find me Eliot. I know that doesn't make up for everything he's done but it's something." Kenna ejected the clip and threw the gun with the rest of them. "Let's go home cowboy." Kenna touched his cheek.
"Halt!" They turned to see two armed guards blocking the only way out.
"Oh darlin' this can't end well." They both raised their hands in the air.
"I take the one on the left, you take the one on the right?" She asked raising her eyebrows. He rolled his eyes at her. The two guards came closer.
"I got the one on the left." He mumbled as they reached for their hands to cuff them. Eliot grabbed his guys hand and twisted it. "Sorry man." He elbowed the man in the face knocking him out as Kenna punched her man in the solar plexus. "She's sorry too." They took them both out and headed out the hole in the wall before anymore police found their way into the parking ramp.
"Eliot, you need to get out of there. Sterling is heading your way." Nate told them.
"Son of a bitch. You and Sophie head to the airport. We'll catch up when we can." Eliot and Kenna ran to the nearest exit. "If we get split up we meet in Hawaii, got it?" He looked at her.
"I'm not going to lose you. Not again." They headed to the street where police were swarming to the bank. She held tightly to his hand. "Never again." They weaved in and out of the people on the sidewalk and cars parked on the street.
"Then buckle up baby, we have a bumpy ride." Eliot stopped at a car. "How's your hot wiring skills?"
"Parker is my best friend. What do you think?" She smiled. He still couldn't get used to her dark hair.
"Remind me to buy some hair dye at the airport."
"You don't like the new me?" Eliot shattered the window with his elbow and Kenna slid behind the wheel and disengaged the alarm and kicked out the steering column to hot wire the car.
"I was pretty attracted to the blond you." She started the car. Sliding over Kenna let Eliot into the driver's seat and looked at him.
"Just 'cause the hair changed doesn't mean I have." He pulled out of the space and headed anywhere but there. "Eliot, your arm." Kenna hadn't noticed before but he had shards of metal sticking out of his right arm.
"I hadn't even noticed." He really hadn't noticed. All he cared about was getting Kenna safe.
"We need to get that metal out."
"Little busy here darlin'. Interpol and the local cops could catch on any minute." Kenna took off her top shirt and carefully wrapped it around his bleeding forearm. Eliot kept his eyes on the road. "Are you okay?"
"They got a few lucky punches in but I'm okay." Eliot looked at her. Her left cheek was getting swollen. "The kids are safe?" She whispered.
"Yeah, the plane for Hawaii just took off. " She closed her eyes. "Baby, are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." He reached for her hand. It was shaking. Looking over at her he knew that they needed to get someplace safe so she could have a break down.
"If that's what fine looks like Kenna, I've been doing it wrong." She smiled a small smile.
"Every day I told him about you. From the day he was born. " He knew Kenna talked when she was scared or nervous. "He wasn't as active as Faith when I was pregnant. I attribute that to the fact he didn't have your voice to react to."
"Kenna…"
"From the day he was born, he was so alert, always watching things. Kinda like you, always keeping an eye on everything." She let go of his hand and curled up on the seat. "I want to go home Eliot." She whispered.
"I'm working on it darlin'." He saw the signs for the airport. Eliot turned on his com. "Hardison?"
"Yeah man, I'm here."
"How's our boy?"
"He's got his daddy's disposition." Hardison chuckled.
"Get me a room at the airport hotel and a flight to Cairo in the morning." Kenna look at him.
"You got it." Eliot turned off his ear bud.
"Why aren't we going to Hawaii?"
"Because we haven't slept in days and TSA will have us both if we head for the state's looking the way we do. We need to clean up, stitch up and rest up. A side trip to Egypt will throw Sterling off and maybe buy us some time for Nate and Sophie to get to Boston and clean up Moreau's men before we go home."
"I want to see Faith." She begged.
"Kenna, you're ready to drop. I didn't come half way across the world to find you only to lose you to exhaustion. " He pulled into the hotel parking lot and parked as far away from the door as he could and looked around the car. Finding a men's jacket he put it on. "Let's get cleaned up and get something to eat and we'll worry about the rest of the day." He got out of the car and went around to help her out. Eliot turned on his ear bud. "Talk to me Hardison."
"I checked you in as your Dr. Abernathy cover, I got a first aid kit sent up to your room and lunch is in an hour. I got your ID's on the way via a messenger and a called in favor. Room three seven -seven"
"You're the bomb Alec." Eliot said sarcastically.
"The blonde waitress will slip you your key when you hit the door and you are so welcome Eliot. Tell the mama lion her cubs are safe."
"Will do." Eliot said. "Thanks for everything. Parker too." Eliot turned off his ear bud and they headed toward the door. "Do I need to carry you?" Kenna didn't look at all good.
"I'm fine." She swallowed hard. They entered the building and a blond woman pushed passed them as they walked in. Eliot guided Kenna to the elevator.
"Deep breaths baby, we're almost there." Pressing the elevator button Eliot then pulled her into his arms. "Relax Kenna." He whispered. "It's over. Chance is safe. You're safe with me."
"Am I?" She said softy. Eliot knew it was her way of taking charge of the situation. Pick a fight, hide her fear.
"Yeah, believe it or not, you are." The doors opened and he shoved her a little less than gently into the elevator. He turned his back at her and pressed the button for the third floor. Kenna's fear had been the one thing she could never control and sometimes that lack of control made her do stupid things. He stood looking at the door. The door opened and Eliot stopped in front of the door to hold it open. "You comin'?" Kenna walked out of the elevator. He went to the room and opened the door.
"Thanks." She went into the room and found the first aid kit. "Sit on the bed and I'll get that metal out of your arm." Taking off the jacket, he sat on the bed and untied her shirt from his arm. Going to the sink Kenna filled the ice bucket with warm water and brought it and a garbage can to the bed. She slowly took the bigger shards out with her fingers.
"Kenna?" She looked at him. "Don't do this. Don't shut me out."
"I pretty much stopped feeling much of anything after they took me. I wasn't even…I didn't care about being pregnant. You weren't there to share it so it wasn't real to me." The shards hit the trash can with an echoing ping. "I was in labor before it hit me that I was having another baby. Our baby." Kenna looked at her husband. "The doctor told me that pre partum depression was just as common as post partum but no one really talked about it."
"Then he was born?" Eliot said though clenched teeth.
"Yeah, Chance Nathan. I thought you wouldn't mind."
"No. It's perfect." She started with the tweezers. Her hands were steady now. They moved over his injured arm expertly.
"I still didn't care if I got home or not but I wanted Chance to go. I asked Damien if I could take him home to you but he said no. He would have some of his people take him but I didn't trust any of them. Not even the damn nanny. Philip treated me decent and brought me surveillance pictures of you and Faith. I started to see him differently, as a friend."
"When did you know he couldn't be trusted?"
"Last night when I saw the power play between the two of them. This morning he took over the whole operation. " Kenna took the hydrogen peroxide and poured it over the cuts. Eliot let out a hiss.
"Damn it Kenna Shane."
"Sorry." She smiled. "I missed the way you say my name when you're pissed at me." Taking the gauze she slowly wrapped his arm. "I just plain missed you Eliot." He ran his good hand down her cheek.
"I missed you too baby." He leaned up and kissed her. Closing his eyes he inhaled her scent. Taking her face in his hands he deepened the kiss. All he wanted to do was lose himself in her but he knew they both needed time to adjust. Leaning his forehead on hers Eliot took a deep breath. "Mmmm, room service should be here soon. Why don't you go clean up?" Kenna was thankful for her husband's control.
"Yeah, a shower would feel like heaven." She pulled away from him. "I'll be out in fifteen minutes." She turned and went into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. Eliot threw his body back on the bed and tied to curb the throbbing in his jeans.
"When the hell did you become the sensible one , Spencer?" He said to himself. The knock on the door stopped him from figuring the whole thing out.
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"Feel better?" Kenna came out of the bathroom, hair wet and the fluffy white hotel robe around her. Eliot had dreamed about the day his wife would come home to him. Now that she was finally standing in front of him, he wasn't sure what to do.
"Yeah. It's been awhile since I took anything less than a five minute shower."
"Tell me about it. Faith hasn't been liking me out of her sight much lately." Kenna curled up on the chair across from him and grabbed a French fry from her plate.
"She's gotten so big. How was her birthday?"
"Sad. She was excited with it all the new hippo stuff and Nate got her a pink jeep power wheels that she thinks she can drive all over the house." Kenna smiled.
"How's the farm?"
"I haven't been there since the weekend before you disappeared. I talk to Mateo last week. Everything is going good." He leaned back against the back of the chair. "We stuck to in town jobs mostly. Amy was a trooper. Her boyfriend is great. He helped her take Faith to Hawaii."
"Boyfriend?"
"Yeah, they met in forensics class." Eliot reached for his beer. "He's an ex-marine. Good family, good job."
"So he passed the Eliot Spencer test?"
"Yeah. He's a good kid." Eliot took a long drink of his beer. "I left the Christmas tree up." He looked at her. "Faith made a present for you in preschool and they wrapped it for her. Parker got you something and well, I just couldn't take it down with presents still under it. Amy and Faith cut out hearts and hung them for Valentine's Day along with the hippo ornaments Parker found for her birthday." Kenna laughed.
"Some days I think Parker lives for those hippos."
"She picked out turtles for Chance." Kenna looked surprised. "The second she found out she hit eBay."
"So you're saying our son is going to have a turtle bed to sleep on?"
"Pretty much." He smiled. The robe slid open a little showing her cleavage. "Hardison's friend sent clothes and…a pump. He figured you'd be feeling a little…" She looked at her husband.
"I pumped this morning so I could send it with Parker. I had some frozen stuff too." He tried to stay focused on her eyes but damn it was getting really, really hard. "You look a little uncomfortable Eliot." He shifted in his seat.
"I guess my body's telling me how much it missed my wife." Kenna smiled. She ran her hand down her chest, spreading the collar a little more. "I'm really in no mood to be teased , Kenna Shane." He growled. Standing Kenna dropped her robe and went to stand in front of him.
"I would never tease you Eliot." His hand moved to her hip and he pulled her close. Raising his head he moved his other hand to the back of her neck, kissing her deeply. His wife was in his arms again and Eliot hoped he could control his need long enough to make sure she was satisfied. "Don't over think it Spencer." Kenna ripped at his shirt. "And don't hold back." She said against his lips. Eliot stood and slipped off his shirt and pushed her down on the bed. Unbuckling his belt he slid off his jeans and moved over her.
"I can't promise fireworks baby, it's been a really long time." Kenna smiled.
"I just need to feel you inside me Eliot." Her hands went to his shoulders and pulled him closer. "I love you." Tears welled up in her eyes.
"I love you too baby." He slowly entered her and they both became breathless. She tightly sheathed him and it took a spit second for either of them to move. The only thing heard in the room was the sound of their labored breathing. He leaned down and kissed her again. God he had missed everything about her. The fights, the banter, the warmth of her body when she was aroused. Seven months had been a life time to two people who never went more than a day or two without satisfying their desire for each other.
"Eliot…" She took his face in her hands and looked into his eyes. "I'm sorry I had to stay away so long." He started to move his hips but she wrapped her legs around his, stopping his movement. His lips moved against hers. The feel of her surrounding him was the most incredible feeling in the world. Kenna loosened her hold on his legs giving him permission to start moving again.
"Kenna…baby…" She didn't say anything. Her hips arched, taking him deep inside her.
"Don't hold back." She whispered in his ear. Those three words gave him the license he needed to take them both over the edge. His thrusts got hard, his strokes precise. Kenna clung to his shoulders, kissing his neck and collar bone. He moved his mouth back up to hers and let their tongues dance for a minute before his lips moved down her body and he took her nipple into his mouth. He knew that would trigger her first orgasm. He felt her muscles tighten around him, her hips pressing tightly against his. He didn't hold back then. He moved his hands to the either side of her head and started slamming into her with seven months of pent up frustration. It didn't take her long to hit a second orgasm as he pushed himself over the edge with her. He rolled over taking her with him and held her face in his hands and kissed her.
"I knew you'd be the death of me Kenna Shane Spencer." He pulled her close and kissed her again and again, needed to feel every inch of her body against his. Neither one of them wanted to move away from each other but the sun had gone down and with their sweat dampened bodies it began to get chilly. Eliot turned and reached for the corner of the bedspread and pulled it over them.
"I understand if you can't be here when I wake up but will you at least wake me up with your kisses." She looked at him. Her big brown eyes were sad.
"Mmmm Kenna, there's gonna be more than kissin' when I wake you up." He smiled and tucked her as close as he could without smothering her. "I love you Kenna Shane Spencer."
"Not as much as I love you." She whispered against his chest. It was the first night in seven months that Eliot didn't wake up in a cold sweat screaming his wife's name. He did wake up several times moaning it though.
