2011 Baby!
Hello!
Well here is the continuation of this four/five shots story. Im very thankful alot of you have an interest for this story. Your review were so beautiful :D You guys honestly made my day! Thank you so much! Also, thank you to everyone that is reading the story.
Disclaimer: I dont own the characters. The story is based on the movie takers- so I dont own that either. All though I do wish I could own Paul Walker or Hayden Cristensen. ;)
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Pain was something he barely showed, especially through tears.
Since he turned thirteen David Blackburn has gone through hell learning from a man he never loved or hated but simply respected, his father. The countless sleepless nights he encountered hearing Arthur Blackburn talk about the feeling of pain were clearly marked in his mind. His father always said that without having control over his emotions, he would get nowhere.
David couldn't quite remember ever feeling happiness as a kid, or any warm feeling emotion for the matter, therefore those weren't hard to control- however, he did have problems with all those heart eating soul emotions.
Hate, pain, despair, loneliness, jealousy, rejection…
The list could always add up and somehow end up breaking David even more. So his father decided to do something about it. His methods weren't reasonable or even slightly logical, but they ended up being effective.
The last time David ever cried was when his father died. Not because he felt anything towards his father, but because he left him to deal with the world alone. He never met his mother or any member of her family, while his father's family would never take care of him because he was simply just like his father. But what did they expect?
So at the age of seventeen, David Blackburn had to move into a church where he lived three years. In those three years, he continued his training- he continued to learn what his father tried to teach him, this time with determination. Having control over his emotions helped a lot and before he knew it, David was walking outside a bank with a mask on and three bags of money.
A bank robber is what he was meant to be.
Though, with a job like that he needed help. So when David crossed paths with a boy that walked with hate and sorrow in his eyes, he took a chance. He never bothered teaching him how to control his emotions seeing how he thought it should be a trait only he could posses. So instead he played a roll as he taught him how to make easy money. At points, he got bored so he started playing around and slacking off- what else could he do?
He made it seem like he was interested in a girl by the name Keller, who happened to be Thierry's- the boy he was teaching- step sister. It was fun bothering her and not really caring when she rejected him- he could also never forget the many night Thierry would try to win a fight against him because of something he had done towards his sister. David, was definitely enjoying himself- which was completely stupid. Because that enjoyment, turned into an emotion.
Happiness, for the first time he was happy. He however didn't realise until it was too late. Until that blonde with the seductive lips and hypnotic eyes appeared. He didn't know how to describe it, but she had ended up turning his world upside down. They way she talked or laughed, the way her cheeks would flush almost with every word he said- or specially when she would say his name. David wasn't sure what to call his feeling- but eventually she ended up being the one to clarify them for him that one night they spend together in her room.
Love. He had fallen in love with her and it was so… wrong.
Yes, she was underage, three years younger then him- he wasn't suppose to be dating her but that wasn't what made everything wrong. It was the fact that he feared her- or more like love. He feared that emotion because even though it felt so magical and breathtaking he felt like at any moment everything could be destroyed. Such a strong emotion that was practically letting him live- what if something happened to that love? Would he die?
David had never been so scared and that itself made him even more afraid. Happiness, Love, and Fear. Wasn't he suppose to have control over his emotions? All the hard word and sleepless night for nothing. All the training, all the determination, it didn't even matter anymore. Because David Blackburn was in love.
And to add to his misery, that love brought another feeling. Guilt. He felt guilty for hiding half his life from her. Night after night passed in which he would plan out how exactly to inform her of his job. He thought everything over but he was never able to gather up the encouragement to actually proceed with his plans- however she had to find out, whether he told her or not.
He knew she would never understand, he knew she would be completely devastated and would eventually want nothing to do with him. He knew she would shut him down for a while- but never did he imagine she would one night simply leave. That night was the first time he felt the pain of losing someone- that night, was the first time he knew for a fact he had lost complete control over his emotions, because he cried.
He cried for Gillian Lennox.
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Delos placed both his feet on the desk as his lips formed a small smirk. He ran his hand through his messy hair before fixing the scarf he had around his neck. He felt quite comfortable just sitting there, it actually reminded him of his old apartment. Of course, there he would probably be sitting on a couch facing a TV and wasting every minute of the day gaining weight. Here, he was facing an empty chair waiting for his lawyers presence- and just to clarify, he was completely fit.
"Sorry to keep you waiting" her voice caught his attention before he heard the door behind him close. "I wasn't expecting you" Delos turned his head slowly to see her standing there with a cup of coffee in hand. She raised an eyebrow once she noticed where his feet were but decided to let it go as she walked towards her seat.
"Sorry about that" Delos said as he watched her walk. She was definitely not expecting him. She had track pants on and a tight v-neck shirt on. She was wearing a black jacket and her hair was tied back. Delos was actually amused she hadn't decided to change before coming to see him.
"So what brings you here?" she asked as she finally took a seat and crossed her arms. Delos never let the smirk disappear from his face as he pulled out his wallet. She watched him carefully waiting for an answer and before she knew it he was pulling out money. "What is this?"
"I owe you" was all he said as he pulled out a total of ten thousand dollars. She was shocked seeing how most her clients always end up paying either by a debit or credit card. "Sorry it took so long" Delos said as he handed her the money.
She didn't bother counting it but instead she simply opened a small coffin she had on her desk and locked the money inside there. "Thank you, all thought I am curious" Shit. Delos thought. "I wasn't expecting a payment from you until next month."
"Well, my boss decided to pay me earlier"
"Really?" She questioned. "You never mentioned what you do for a living."
Delos smiled as he noticed her eyes spark with curiosity. He knew she was probably thinking the worst by now, seeing how she knew what type of guy he was. "Is this information needed, Maggie?" with a smile on his face, Delos asked before taking his feet of the table and leaning his body slightly towards the desk.
A little taken aback because he used her first name, something he had only done once, Maggie leaned against her chair. She wanted to keep a good distance between them because she knew that smile he had on his face, she knew what it could do and she knew what it could make her do. "It was only a question" she stated. "I'm simply curious"
"I see" the smile never disappeared from his face and it was starting to make her feel uncomfortable. "Afternoon jog?" the sudden change of subject startled Maggie. She blinked in surprise before looking down to see her outfit. She no longer felt that confident.
"Something like that" she answered as she crossed her legs under the desk. Delos chuckled at her answer as she put the cup of coffee she had in hand on her desk after finishing it and then she crossed her hands on top of the desk. "Prom?"
Delos had to control his laughter from escaping his lips. This time, he was the one to look down at his outfit. Sure, he did seem a little elegant and from a far he could be confused as a high school student. He raised an eyebrow as he saw the teasing smile Maggie had on her face. "Something like that" he replied and when he noticed she was about to speak, he added "But I was dateless"
Maggie bit her lip as she saw him stand up. She watched him move slowly until he was standing right beside her. He moved the chair slightly so she was now facing him as soon as he kneeled down. "Dateless?" she questioned but she never got an answer.
Delos had moved fast and before she could even react she was feeling his soft lips against her own. Maggie felt time freeze as his arms slowly made contact with her waist. He stood up, bringing her up with him. Maggie felt the need to push him away- she knew where this would be leading, and she didn't want it. Not again.
However, Delos wouldn't let go. At first, his lips had been soft and gentle against hers, but now they were hungry and fast. He pushed her closer to him before his lips slowly found her neck. "Delos" Maggie moaned as she tried pushing him away. "Stop"
Delos ignored her as his lips once again found hers. This time though, he had managed to push her against the window behind them. By this point, Maggie was completely lost. She couldn't find any control over her body or her actions- and she hated it. This was just like last time.
Delos had that affect on her.
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"Your okay" Thierry had to think over her words to figure out if they were meant to be a question or statement. Giving up, he simply wrapped his arms around her and captured her in a tight hug. "I was worried" she breathed as she pressed her head on his chest.
"As was I, Hannah" she giggled before Thierry touched her temple with his lips leaving a warm feeling on her skin. He broke the hug after a few seconds before kneeling down. Hannah simply smiled as Thierry placed his warm hand on her belly. "How are you?"
"Are you asking me or the baby?" Smirking, she asked before putting both her hands over Thierry's hand that was currently rubbing her belly leaving behind a warm feeling in her skin.
Thierry looked up to lock eye contact with Hannah, "I know your fine" he smirked as she playfully rolled her eyes. "So I was asking my son"
"Well my daughter is fine" Hannah stated. "I didn't know you had a son" she then questioned teasingly as she helped Thierry stand up.
"It's a boy, Hannah" he cooed before placing a soft kiss on her palm.
"A girl, Thierry" she stated once again before forcing Thierry to let go of her hand. She winked at him as he protested but then leaned towards him to press a soft kiss on his cheek.
"How are you so sure?" he asked while he went to seat on the small couch.
They were both currently in the little office that was located right above the club. It used to be an old room for one night stands, but Thierry decided to make a place where they could simply relax and talk privately away from the people that were in the club. James had been the one to design the place, after all that's what he was good at. Ash and Morgead had helped built it- that's actually how they met. Quinn and Delos were the ones who brought in all the furniture.
Now that Thierry thought about it, the room looked pretty neat. Somewhat professional, it fit right in with their character. Thierry couldn't help but to laugh at that thought.
Hannah raised her eyebrow, questioning Thierry as he kept laughing, but then decided to just ignore him. "it's a girl thing" Hannah said answering Thierry's previous question. "I just know it's a girl"
"Your in for a shock then. A boy, Hannah. Our first kid will be a boy" Thierry chuckled as he saw Hannah roll her eyes. She walked towards him with a small glass of vodka before giving it to Thierry. "I was already thinking of names"
"Really?" she questioned as he took a sip. "Let me guess, Thierry Jr.?"
"Maybe"
"Men are so original" Once again, Thierry chuckled as she rolled her eyes. She sat on his lap as he slowly finished the glass of vodka Hannah had given him. She knew it was his favourite after all. Hannah played with his hair softly as neither said a word. They liked the silence between them. It was always peaceful and perfect- in a way it even managed to always bring them closer.
"Aw" the soft chuckle and the sound of the door being burst open broke the silence. "How adorable- I think I might puke"
"Shut up" Thierry growled as Hannah smiled. She stood up, ignoring Thierry's pouting face before rushing to meet two open arms.
"I'm Okay" James assured Hannah as he returned the bear hug she was giving him. He knew the look Hannah had, she had probably been freaking out all day.
"You better be" Hannah hissed "I was worried"
"You always worry" Hannah broke the hug she was sharing with James before looking over his shoulder to see Ash leaning against the door with his arms crossed. He smiled as she rolled her eyes before giving him a hug.
"Nice of you two, to join us" Thierry murmured clearly stating the opposite. This time it was Ash's turn to roll his eyes as he placed one arm around Hannah's waist while James placed an arm on her back. Hannah was in between both of them. They were both taller then her so she couldn't put her arms around their shoulders- so she decided to put them around their waists.
"You told us to be here in an hour" James reminded Thierry before he shot him a glare. "It's been fifty five minutes" he clarified.
"Then leave for five minutes" Thierry said dryly as Hannah simply shook her head.
Ash looked bored as he shot Thierry a glare. "We have nothing to do"
"So you decide to interrupt-"
"That's enough" Hannah cut in before Thierry could finish his statement. "Why don't you two sit down and tell me how everything went. Ill get you something to drink"
James thanked Hannah as Ash offered to help seeing how he liked to prepare his own drinks. Thierry was the one to explain how things had worked out at the bank. Hannah knew what the boys did for a living- in fact, Thierry refused to even kiss her without her knowing.
She didn't agree completely, but she understood why they did it- but most importantly, she understood Thierry. Ever since he made her dream come true in grade eight, by asking her to be his date for grad, Hannah has been in love with him. To her, Thierry was just perfect- even though she knew it was nothing like that.
Thierry had a hard childhood. He suffered a lot and it was mostly thanks to the lack of money in his family. She always tried to help but he was too proud to ever accept her help. It wasn't until tenth grade that he finally broke down and allowed her to help heal his broken heart.
The day his father died.
He had been completely heart broken that day, the sorrow and pain in his eyes was an image she could never forget. Thierry's father was everything to him, he was what kept the family with hope and happiness. So with his absence everything went bad. Thierry's mother went into depression and before anybody knew it, she became a drug addict.
It didn't take long for her to end up behind bars and locked away far from her children. At the end of grade twelve, Thierry, only being an eighteen year old boy was left in charge of his younger step twin sisters. He never complained about it seeing how they were only two years younger then him- however he did complain about the fact that his parents had left him with nothing. They didn't have money, they didn't have a family- they didn't even have a home. An old lady had been nice enough to allow them to stay in her basement.
It was when he turned nineteen that he met David Blackburn. A boy who had been raised to be a bank robber. At first, Thierry hated David seeing how he had gained interest in one of his sisters- Keller. However, once Delos showed up with his cousin, Gillian, David's interest for Keller disappeared. Delos wasn't content at all, especially since Gillian was three years younger then him- therefore underage to date him, but he ended up getting over it. Mostly because things never lasted with Gillian and David when she eventually found out about his job.
Of course, Delos had gained interest in the job, he liked the idea very much- much to Gillian's dismay. She ended up running away leaving both Delos and David behind. However, David couldn't handle it, so he ended up leaving to look for her. By then, Thierry had learned a lot from David so he decided to take what he learned to start a new life- and with the help of Delos, it wasn't hard.
Thierry and Delos soon ended up meeting James and then his cousin Ash, who was friends with Morgead. Quinn had been an old friend of Thierry's who had left to live in Canada. When that didn't work he came back and quickly managed to get into the idea of robbing banks- apart from getting into Rashel's pants, Keller's twin sister.
At first, the six of them started easily, robbing small banks or sometimes stores. However, when Delos managed to somehow obtain weapons, things changed. Within months, they were experts. They were all born with talent and they never seemed to lack intelligence. They were also a team and they took care of each other. Life was good for them and eventually they were all living the dream.
As the years passed Hannah never left Thierry's side. Things got better for both of them and before they knew it, Hannah ended up pregnant. Thierry proposed the same day Hannah announced she was expecting and Hannah couldn't have been any happier- that is until Thierry announced that as soon as the baby was born, he would quit robbing banks.
For Hannah, that was like a dream come true.
So there she was sitting silently as Thierry explained everything that went down today. She was glad to hear that there hadn't been any problems but she was a little disappointed when she heard Morgead and Delos had decided to scare the people by shooting at the ceiling. She was definitely going to have a talk with them later.
"I hope I'm not late" Morgead was the one to speak as he opened the door- maybe she could talk with Morgead first, after all she knew Delos would probably be late.
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"James Rasmussen" Galen exclaimed as Mary-Lynnette and Eric stood from their seats. "In one of the morning tapes I watched, I found him entering the bank dressed like a security guard. He was never seen leaving the building and after the robbery, he was not identified as a hostage- in other words, he simply disappeared"
Galen had been showing them the paper that had some background information and a black and white picture. He also gave Mary-Lynnette the paper with the DNA test results, in clear bold letters the paper stated that James Rasmussen was the owner of the saliva left in the cigarette.
"Looks like we caught a suspect" Mary-Lynnette mused while studying the papers before she turned her head to face Eric to hear for instructions. However they never came.
"Impossible" he muttered while his eyes never left the black and white picture glued on the paper.
"Is everything okay?" Galen asked after giving Mary-Lynnette a question gaze, she simply shrugged. Eric muttered something much softer before he closed his eyes. Galen glanced at the paper searching for anything that could have bothered Eric and once he found nothing, he decided to ask again. "Everything okay, Eric?"
"Son of a bitch" he spat causing both Mary-Lynnette and Galen to take a step back. They looked at Eric with pure confusion as he ran a hand through his hair before he started looking around drastically.
"Eric…?" Mare asked uneasy.
However Eric ignored her before he hit his desk with his fists. "Where are my keys!" he yelled clearly frustrated. Mary-Lynnette, deciding that Eric had gone completely mad, excused herself before leaving his office just as Galen announced he had his keys. "Give them to me"
"What's wrong with you?" Galen asked ignoring the hand that was in front of him demanding the keys.
"That son of a- I know him, Galen." Galen looked dumbfound which caused Eric to sigh. "James, I know who he is- ah fuck!" Eric started spacing around his office as Galen just stared at him. It took him a while to understand what exactly Eric meant and what he was planning on doing.
Without hesitating, Galen grabbed the papers he had brought and picked up a pen. "Lets go" he said out loud before bolting out the office. He knew Eric would be following so he never stopped to check behind him.
Within ten minutes, after running into Mary-Lynnette and asking her to just stay until further orders, they were both by the car bickering about who would drive. Five minutes later, it was decided Eric would drive seeing how he was the only one who knew where to go. Galen at first thought they would go straight to find the suspect- however Eric refused seeing how he didn't consider him a suspect yet.
Instead they were on their way towards Poppy North's house. Eric knew her because of her fiancé. They were close friends- and heck, he even considered James a friend. He knew none of this could be true- not until he heard it from Poppy. She would have to know, plus they would never hide something like this from him.
The men who robbed the bank were experienced criminals. The type that deserved to go to jail, the type that were a danger to everyone around them. They would definitely not hide this from him- especially not Thea. If she knew.
"Who are you?" Eric heard Galen ask from besides him. He was seating silently in the passenger seat as Eric drove like a maniac through the city. "Better yet, who will you be?" Eric was confused by the questions but decided to stay quiet so Galen could elaborate. "The cop or the friend?"
Such a simple question that in any other day Eric could have simply answered without a problem. But now…
Who would he be?
"This is your job Eric. Whether you like it or not. If Popp…y, knows about James, then she will be considered an accomplice if not a suspect especially since this crime is rated pretty high. We would need to arrest her" Eric said nothing knowing very well that Galen wasn't finished just yet. "Or anybody who knows of it for the matter."
Anybody who knows of it…
"I know my duties" Eric stated dryly as they were one block away from their destination. "I will be a cop, its my job"
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So how many of you can guess how things are going to turn out?
Better question actually... how many of you thought over the fact that I will be killing a few people?
Yeah, you guys are probably going to hate me... but hey, not every story can have a happy ending. :) I hope I didn't scare you guys away though! Hahaha, I really hope you keep reading though, you might be in for a surprise.
Anywho!
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-Maria.
God Bless You all!
Ps: For the next part, I wont take that long, I just really dont know when ill have the next one out so ill simply guarantee it will be up before my birthday (Jan 21st).
Also, can I just say I feel like making a James & Mary-Lynnette fic? I think they look so good together! c: