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Disclaimer: I don't own the losers if I did Jensen and Cougar would be mine lol. I also do not own the song I won't back down by the moxy.
Chapter 5: I won't back down
When we landed we ended up in a humvey, and rushed to our base which was about ten minutes from where our girl was. When we got to the base Jensen began to set up his computer so we could have a look at the perimeter and everything that we would be facing.
"Okay team we need to be carefull not to cause any problems. I need Cougar and Fox to go and scout out the area around the house. Just observe and report anything you see." I looked at Cougar and he nodded towards me. "Guys remember don't get caught."
"Clay, are you serious!" We all turned to look at Roque. He looked livid. "She's new, I distincty remember hearing she doesn't follow orders, and now you want her to do recon with Cougar. Are only sniper? Are you crazy."
"Roque, this is not the time to question me there is a girl's life at stake. I trust Fox. She's a good soldier." Clay responded back. Both men were in each other's face, and I felt like it was my fault.
"Guys! Hey guys!" Jensen yelled from the table. "Come take a look at this. Roque you actually might get to kill this guy. He has a record of selling weapons and other things." We all looked at Roque who moved with Clay to take a look at the file Jensen pulled up.
"Fine, Clay if she messes this up she's gone." Roque said walking off.
"Fox... Cougs get going." Clay said looking back at us. We nodded and grabbed our gear. Jensen showed us the layout of the place and Cougs and I left for our destination.
The sun beat down on both of us. I knew I was sweating horribly and I figured so was Cougar. We both were wearing are military clothes and gear. Over our normal clothing we were both wearing muslim garb. I was wearing an abaaya, which is a long black cloak worn by women. Both of us were cloaked and were hidden in the shadows watching the house.
Not a lot was going on and occassionally we would hear Jensen and Clay in our comm links. We moved to where you could see in the backyard of the house from a tree that we were both able to climb. Cougar was a good few feet higher than me which was totally fine. We were in that stupid tree for what seemed like five hours but really was only three. Nothing seemed to happen until Cougar nodded down to me that we were both going to head back when there was a piercing shriek. Startled I slipped off the branch I was on and fell into the bushes below.
Glancing around I realized I was in the yard of the muslim man that we were about to kill later. I watched as he came out with a young blonde girl. She looked no older than sixteen. She was wearing almost nothing, and the man was wearing nothing but a towel. I could hear Clay in my ear buzzing around asking me what happened and if I was alright. I didn't dare say anything for fear of being discovered. I looked up and I could make at Cougar, who was still in the tree above. I heard a resounding smack and I turned around to see the man smack the girl across the face. He ripped her bikini top off of her and turned her so that she was on all fours.
I wanted to stop him, but at the same time I knew that if I did anything it would jeopardize our mission. I sat in those stupid bushes for what seemed like hours trying to block out the screams and pleas of the poor girl that was being raped. I was having flashbacks of my friend who was raped and murdered at a party. I tried forever to forget and here this girl was being raped and it all flooded back to me.
After awhile he dragged her inside and I was able to get up and climb the tree to get back over the wall. As I landed on the ground Cougar looked me over to make sure I was ok. I knew I didn't look ok and all I really wanted to do was go home. To not do this anymore. As soon as we got back to base we were bombarded with questions.
"He raped her!" I yelled as Clay was asking what happened. "The bastard raped her and I did nothing to stop it!" Everyone became silent as I began to cry. I was so frustrated with not doing anything, that these men had no idea what it was like to watch someone rape someone else.
"Fox I need you to calm down. I know your upset, but your right you couldn't have done anything. The only thing that would have happend was you dying, our mission jeopardized, and that girl never able to go home." Clay said trying to calm me down. I was so pissed. I knew if it was me I would want someone to help.
"Clay I told you she wasn't ready." Roque said from the corner of the room. " We're lucky she didn't jeopardize anything, because of some broad getting raped..." before he could say anything else I had launched myself across the room and jumped him. Everything was a blur but I knew I had gotten in a few punches before I was yanked off. I turned to swing, but my punch was caught by Jensen who picked me up over his shoulder to remove me from the room. I was screaming profanities, and kicking and hitting as hard as I could so Jensen would put me down. Then I could go back to attacking Roque. I was dropped into the shower and Clay out of nowhere turned it on cold.
"Fox you need to Fucking calm down!" Clay yelled getting my attention. I sputtered and tried to get up. " No you can stay here until your calm and collected. I don't expect you to apologize to Roque but there is no more attacking. Is that understood?" He asked. I looked up at him and nodded . "Good. Jensen get her out of the shower in five minutes and to your guys' room."
"Alrighty Colonel." Jensen said doing a half salute. He sat next to me as the shower ran. "You know I don't think I've ever seen anyone do that before. You know jump Roque." I just looked at him.
" The Pooch thinks you did a good job Fox." I looked over at Pooch smiling by the doorway. "The Pooch also thinks that maybe we should give you a new nickname like maybe Tiger."
"Do you always speak in third person?" I asked laughing. Jensen laughed and Pooch just chuckled.
"Always." he said walking away.
Jensen turned off the shower and walked with me back to our room. I changed and fell into a fitful sleep. I dreamed about the blonde girl and I dreamed about Megan, my bestfriend. I promised myself that I would save her because I couldn't save Megan. I never wanted someone to suffer that ever. I roll over looked at Jensen, and saw that he was out. I got up and quietly got dressed. I pulled my long brown hair into a ponytail, and I threw the abaaya on. Grabbing a hunting bow and some arrows that were stashed in one of the cases I took off.
Making my way down the darken streets, I knew that Clay would have my head and I surely would be kicked out of the military. This was worth it. It just wasn't me to let a girl suffer while sitting back planning. Planning really wasn't my thing anyway. I made my way to the back of the house, and climbed the tree that would enable me to hop the fence. I dropped down into the bushes once again. I moved as fast and as quietly as I could towards the house. I figured servants and maybe armed guards would be around so I notched my bow and got ready just incase. I saw movement to my left and I ducked behind one of the various fountains.
I heard voices in muslim talking. Peeking around I saw they were armed guards. A little panic stricken I let every possible scenerio run through my head. Deciding on a plan of action than overthinking everything, I pulled my arrow back and let it fly. It hit the first guy and he went down like a sack of potatoes. The second one was harder. He went to yell something so I smacked him in the throat cutting off his voice.I rammed my fist into his face. He staggered and swung catching me in the noes.I fell coughing and spitting out the blood that was running into y mouth. He grabbed a hold of me and I kicked him with all my might, and he dropped me in a heap on the ground. I felt something crack and I figured that I had just broken a few ribs. Coughng and trying to catch my breath, I grabbed my knife in the sheath on my right calf. I rammed that Son-of-a-bitch right into the guards throat. I yanked it out and ran.
Moving as fast I could I ran to the house through the back door. As I stumbled through a servant saw me. I made eye contact and pleaded with my eyes hoping that she wouldn't alert any of the household. Silently she nodded and jerked her head to the left. I looked and saw it was the kitchen I moved into it. She followed me and closed the door.
"Please say you speak English?" I asked trying to wipe my face on the abaaya. I knew I probably looked frightening. She looked around to make sure noone was there.
"Yes I speak very little English. Please put the abaaya back on." I nodded and did as she asked.
"I'm trying to free the blonde girl." I said watching her every movement.
"I know she is upstairs alone the master has left to see his other wife." I looked at her.
"Is there anyway that I can get out of here without getting caught?" I asked. She hushed me and pushed me into the pantry. I heard a male voice and the her voice answer back. I put my hand over my mouth so I wouldn't make any noise. Wincing I tried not to groan. After awhile the voices disappeared. I waited for like the hundreth time of forever the servant lady open the pantry.
"I can bring down the mistress, but you won't be able to leave the police have been called by the masters son. He found the guards that you killed." I let everything sink in. I knew that I needed to get out and to get out fast.
"Sorjana?" The servant lady who now I'm guessing is Sorjana and I both turned to face a young dark haired girl probably about fourteen. She stood in the kitchen doorway. Sorjana seemed startled.
"Sultana, mistress what are you doing out of bed?" She asked.
"I heard my brother Ali talking to someone on the phone. Something about guards being killed. What is going on?" It just occured to me as she spoke that they were both speaking English not muslim. She looked at me and smiled. "You are probably wondering why we are speaking English?" I just nodded still shocked. "I learned at a very young age and I saw that you are not mideastern."I felt around my head and realized the stupid cloak fell off.
"My name is Fox and I just need to get the American girl out of here." I said trying to determine if I can just get over the fence or not."I won't be able to get out of here without getting caught. I have a plan and you need to trust me."
"Fox? Alright then Fox what is it you need?" Sultana asked. I watched her expression determining if I could trust her.
"I'm going to pretend to be one of your guys' maids or whatever they're called. Then when the coast is clear I'm going to get me and the girl out of here. I need you to help me." I said pleading. She looked at me, and then looked at servant.
"You can pretend to be my sister." I almost deadpanned at that. "Just wear the abaaya. My sisters and I will help you. My father will never know the difference."
"Why are you agreeing to help me?" I asked. I was figuring this to be a trap.
"Because, it is not right that my father bought a young girl who was kidnapped from her home. I want her to taste the freedom that I will never have, and because I want you to take me with you." She said. I stared at her for what seemed like forever, and I nodded. "come I will show you to my room. Hurry."
We ran up the stairs, down the hall, and through a set of doors to her room. I floored on how beautiful her room was.
"There is a bathroom to clean up the blood on your face." She said pointing towards a door. I nodded and walked in. She followed me and handed me a rag to clean the blood off my face. I looked in the mirror and I started to feel guilty that I didn't tell anyone I was leaving. Or even asked for back up.
"Sultana?" We both turned to face the blonde haired American girl. I saw her eyes light up when she saw that I didn't look muslim.
"Alyson this is Fox. She's here to take you and I away from this place." Alyson's green eyes lit up and I knew at the moment no matter what I would never back down from a fight no matter what. I had the means to help people and these two girls needed my help. I had to help them for Megan. I put myself in their shoes and realized that is exactly what I would want someone to save me.
"My name is Kailan, I work for the CIA. My team and I were sent in to get you out of here." I said moving to clean my knife.
"Great where are they? When can we leave?" Alyson asked bouncing in place. Sultana looked at me expectantly.
"They don't know I'm here. I'm not one to wait." I said. I put my knife away and watched Alyson's face.
"We are never going to get out of here." Alyson said slumping against the wall. I watched as she began to cry.
"Look I know your scared but we have to try. I know where base is and I know Clay will be looking for me, and ..."
"Clay? You said Clay right?" Alyson asked interupting me. I nodded my head confused on how she knew Clay. "My uncle is here!"
"Whoa! Wait a sec! Uncle?" I asked even more confused. No wonder Clay seemed a litte distant. It all fell into place. I had to get her out so I could attempt to keep my job.
"Kailan is going to pretend to be my sister." Sultana said. I realized that that plan would never work. I remember Jensen mentioning that women were stoned to death as a form of execution. I stared at Sultana and realized that we needed to get the hell out of dodge.I searched my gear and the miscellaneous hiding spaces where my weapons were stored to see what I had. So far just some knifes, a gun, and a lighter. I stared at my assortment of things trying to piece together a plan.
"Kailan? Kailan." I turned towards Alyson who seemed to start to register that she maybe stuck here forever unless we came up with a plan. I stared at the lighter and started to think back to my juvenille days. Alcohol and a fire maked an explosion when Cameron and I lit it on fire. I remember that day. He persuaded me to help him because some guy pissed him off. I was infatuate so I agreed.
"Sultana I'm going to need alcohol lots of it, and I'll need you to get everyone out." I whispered looking right at her. If this planned worked then we would be able to escape, or atleast they would.
"Alright." She responded and so it began. I gave it ten to twenty minutes before the cops got here. Sultana was able to clear out all the servants in a matter of seconds. In reality it was just her, her brother, the servants, the two guards I killed, her father, and Alyson. The rest of her family was already married and moved out. I put the alcohol in the kitchen and turned on the stoves. All three of us heard the door bang open. Alyson screamed which I knew would cause them to find us. Glaring at her Sultana put her hand over her mouth, and led her out the backdoor. I lit the rag I had on fire and threw it in the kitchen. I had enough time to jump out of the window as the house exploded.
I felt myself crash to the ground and something else crack. My head was pounding and I heard Sultana screaming, and yanking me up. I looked around and saw people coming towards us. All three of us ran to the tree and were able to climb it. I was dizzy and disoriented, and Sultana and Alyson had to keep pulling me along.
"We've got to get to the base. We'll be safe there." I said pointing in the direction of the base, or atleas where the base was suppose to be. My mind was so foggy that I wasn't so sure anymore. We kept to the shadows and Alleyways so noone would see us. As we neared the base I had a feeling things were going to start heating up.
"Fox?" I turned to face Cougar who was crouched down by one of the gates talking to Clay and Roque. I tried to nod, but when I did I felt my vision tunnel and then everything went black.
So here is an extra long chapter. I hope you guys enjoyed it. :) no flames plz and plz review :)
