"Hey dipshit, domestic massacre. Gear up,"
Rab glared at her. "Why didn't I get that call?"
Valadaa blew a big bubble with her gum.
"Hmm, I wonder,"
"Where?" Jim asked.
"Pacific Ocean,"
The men just looked at her as they usually did. Like she was crazy.
"Val... we're jumping out a helicopter, what is with your outfit?"
The girl made a 'hmm' noise, looking down to her one piece swimsuit and bomber jacket. "I like it," Jim nudged her.
"Shut up Jim. And there is a reason we were called in for this particular case. There is a barricade, we must jump into the circle,"
"Yeah, we got that. What are you, an adrenaline junkie. You should be wearing gear and a parachute,"
"See ya there," she gave us the ten4 sign and fell backwards. "Whoa- Valadaa?!"
The men quickly followed suit.
The two men choked on salty water, their heads pounding like a drum. Val was swimming to the ship, not a scratch adorning her.
"Two people need to go look for the kids, and someone should stay up front in case the prisoners get out of hand. I say two because I have no idea how many children there are and whether or not they are injured. Pack heat, stay safe. Semper fi," the Marine saluted, walking up to deck.
"I'm good with kids, so I'll go. Jim you're with me,"
...
The man looked hesitant.
Rab furrowed his brows. "What? Let's get a move on,"
"Shouldn't Limear go instead? There's something nice to kids about a woman, right? They're comforting, and warm... and stuff..." he mumbled.
"Ugh you big baby,"
"I think there is a cellar back there, you should do a sweep,"
"Is that not breaking protocol? I thought we were to stay together?" She asked the man, turning up to look at him. Rab rolled his eyes. "I don't care, I think you can handle it. We're just looking for kids"
She didn't say a word, heading down the corridor.
There aren't any fucking kids here... I've looked under everything. Beds, tables, dressers, security closets. Nothing. I suppose I can go see if she found anything in there. Limear is probably just sitting since she didn't find anything.
Just as I was rounding a corridor, a little girl came out of nowhere. She ran up to me, desperately tugging and yanking on my shirt. "Hey, who-" "Are you Rab?"
My heart picked up.
"Yes I am, why?"
"The lady told me to find you and you would get me up to the deck-" "Where is she!?" I burst out.
The little girl looked frightened. "Please don't yell at me..." she started to cry.
My eyes softened. "I-I won't. I'm sorry. But where is the lady? It's important I talk to her right now,"
"She's in the room underneath the cellar, with the man,"