AN: HAPPY LATE NEW YEAR! As promised a new chapter for the new year! Sorry it's a tad late. Read and REVIEW! guys. Enjoy!
Chapter Seven.
"Gabriella…" She stopped and turned around and the next thing she knew his lips where on hers.
"Your sure?" Scott asked into the phone. He hung it up and looked at his group of men.
"Pack you bags boys we are going to Mexico."
Her back was against the outside wall of the motel. His lips where on hers and she was kissing him back. His hands where in her hair and hers where on his lower back. She was holding onto the bottom of his dress shirt. He had yet to shower and change from the night before.
'What the fuck Bolton! You gotta stop!' Troy's brain was screaming at him over and over again. Yet his lips remained on hers, and she was not pulling away, so Troy took that as an okay sign.
'Gabriella what the hell! Bodyguard! Fucking bodyguard! But such a good kisser!' Gabriella's mind was all over the place. It was as if her mind was paralysed she had no clue what to think or make of the situation. So her body did it for her. Her body reacted they way anyone's would. She arched her back to his touch. She ran her hands from the bottom of his back to the top. Next she was lifted by the back of her thighs and pushed further into the wall. It was like a natural instinct that her legs wrapped around his waist. And her hands ended up tangled in his hair. She could feel his hands running up and down her thighs pushing her into the wall to get as close to her as he possibly could. She let a moan escape her mouth just as a loud clatter of thunder sounded out.
It was loud enough to break the pair apart. Both painting from the lack of air in their lungs looking at each other. Troy still had her pinned to the wall and Gabriella's legs where still wrapped around his waist. Neither moved as the thunder continued to rumble in the distance.
Chad had emerged from the shower to find the room unoccupied. He rubbed the back of his head to think of where the two may have gone or if they had said anything to him. He shook his head as if to say; 'No.'
"Where the fuck are they?" He asked himself, throwing his wet towel on a near by chair. He walked to the room door and looked up and down the hallway which Gabriella had done not long before him. To his surprise the hallway was empty with no sign of any life. The glint of light caught his eye and he moved slowly towards it. The fire door was jammed opened with a old wooden door stop that looked as if it had been half eaten by some sort of animal - possibly a dog. He was about to round the corner when Gabriella gaming charging through it and walked straight into him.
"Chad!" She seemed surprised to see him. He looked down at her and saw the tears that she was trying to hold back, but was failing miserable.
"Sorry." Was all she said as she bowed her head and walked as if the ground was on fire back to their room.
'What the hell!' was the only thing running through Chad's head right now. Once he heard the door to their room shut he continued to his goal. The fire door and more importantly the person on the other side of the door.
Scott had no idea how long he had been staring at the map - which covered the wall of a hotel room - all he knew that he was getting know where and in the last three of four hours he had gotten no where. Which frustrated him, there was only a limited window of time. If he could not figure out and get solid evidence to back him up, his target would be gone. And he would be dead.
"Scott. Man you have been staring at that thing for hours. It's not just gonna' jump out and tell you where she is."
"Don't you fucking think I know that Marco!" Scott burled around on his feet and snapped his companions head off.
"It's just…"
"Just what Marco? Hmm…" Scott asked bitterly.
"Well we have nothing. No leads. No hits. Nothing." Marco said from his chair in the corner. The rest of the rooms occupants staring at him.
"Yes! I know we have nothing!" Scott was losing his cool now. If he had been a cartoon his face would have been red with steaming flying out of his ears.
"It's just looking at a map for hours is not doing us any good." Marco replied.
"Marco is right Scott. We have to make our minds up and move. Or she is gone." James another member of the 'Find Gabriella' team piped up.
"She's gone and we are all dead." Scott said more to himself than the others in the room.
"Look we worked in the house." He said pointing between his self and Marco. Scott nodded as if to say; 'Yes and?'
"Well we know how it worked, the routine's, the family, the plans, the back up plans." Scott said and Marco nodded in agreement.
"As well as the gossip and rumours which used to go about the estate." Marco added in.
"So that makes you what? Experts!" Scott said glaring at both.
"Well if your such fucking experts! Then why the hell are you just fucking telling me this fucking now!" The whole room took a step back at his out burst.
"We…"
"Marco don't be a fucking idiot. Just shut the fuck up and start fucking talking."
"Well…."
Gabriella slammed the door shut behind her.
'What the hell Gabriella.' Her back hit the closed door and she slide down it with her head in her hands. She was still breathing heavy but she was sure that know it was because of the shock of what she had down more so than the lack of oxygen in her lungs.
'I…he…'
"What?" She suddenly found herself asking out loud.
She looked around the room, there was Chad's things and Troy's things and hers. Suddenly everything felt so real. She was really on the run from people who were trying to kill her. Her parents where god knows where and had no idea if she was alive or dead. Her friends will probably think she has been kidnapped. And she kissed her bodyguard. She was shot at. And she kissed her body guard.
'Gabriella what were you thinking?'
"That I really like him." She once again found herself answering aloud.
'No!' Her brain screamed.
After a while she got up from behind the door deciding that should Chad or Troy come back she did not want to be hit by the door in the process.
She went to her bag of things and racked through it. She found female essentials, a few other pairs of jeans, tops, a hoddie and another pair of white trainers. With socks, bras and knickers as well.
There however was no phone. No way to communicate with anyone. Anyone but Chad and Troy. She had to call someone. After routing around the room she found some extra change. She smiled to herself and moved towards the door.
Chad pushed open the fire door. There was his best friend and co-worker. Head hanging low, leaning against the wall of the motel. Looking extremely sorry for himself.
"Dude…" This made Troy look up since Gabriella had ran off. He raised his head to look at Chad but didn't say anything. He just sighed and rather big sigh and looked up at the now dark clouded sky.
"I think we are in for a storm tonight." Troy was avoiding something and Chad knew it.
'I know you to well Troy'
"Yeah." Chad went along with it anyway all though he knew his best friend was hiding something.
"Yeah thunder not long ago." Troy was still looking at the dark sky.
"So what did Gabriella want?" It was Chad's turn to change the subject back. Troy just shrugged his shoulders. As if he had no idea what or even who Chad was talking about.
"Yeah she looked kinda upset. What did you say?" Chad pushed it. And Troy once again shrugged his shoulders.
"Dude you were just talking to her. You must know what you said five minutes ago to have upset her." Chad said moving in front of Troy so he would have to look at him.
"I just told her some home truths. She didn't like it." Troy shrugged it off like it was no big deal.
"It looked like a lot more than just home truths Troy." Chad said looking down at his feet now.
"Look Chad I only asked for your help in this situation. This meaning helping me get her to a safe area. I get we are best friends and all but I still have a job to do. One which is still confidential to the public. You being the public. So whatever I say to her when you are not here. Stays between her and I. Got it?" Troy was pissed. He was so wrapped up in his own feeling and actions he just lashed out. And lashed out at the only other person he could lash out at. Chad.
"Look dude I was only trying to help. So don't pull any of this Navy Seal crap with me. That's how you lost friends Troy. So fucking man up and deal with whatever it is. Cause if you don't … it will get her killed. You know and I know it. Last time was hard on you Troy it was hard on everyone. I have seen you two. You. I know what that would do to you. Don't let her be another Sophia." With that Chad walked away.
Troy sighed and closed his eyes.
"How long have you known his name wasn't Joe!" The man screamed at the little girl.
"Daddy…"
'Smack' echoed the abandoned warehouse.
"How long!"
"Carlos please she's just a baby!" A women pleaded.
"Elena shut it!" The man snarled at her.
"How long!" A gun shot sounded out and the little girl and women screamed.
Troy's eyes shot open.
"Dude get in here." It was Chad. He was hanging around the side of the fire door.
"Chad I'm…"
"I know just shut up and get in before you get drenched." With that Troy felt droplets of water on his skin and he moved inside with Chad and both made it back to the room where they found Gabriella curled up asleep in the bed.
Samuel was sat by the pool in the Spanish sun when his phone went off. It rang three times before he picked it up.
"Scott. You better have something good for me." Samuel said removing his sunglasses and shooing off his two bodyguards.
"Uncle. Good news." Scott said into the phone.
"You've found them?" Samuel asked his nephew.
"Not yet. But we have a location of where they are heading." Scott replied
"It is better than nothing I suppose. Where?" Samuel asked rather disappointed it was only a heading and not an exact location.
"Mexico."
"Mexico?" Samuel repeated back to make sure he had heard him correctly.
"Yes Uncle. Him and one of his buddies. Devon cousins got a hold of some CCTV footage. He's African American with a rather large afro and goes by the name of Chad Danforth. A government secret agent. He and Troy go way back to childhood. Same schools. Both went in for the secret service. Chad made it through with honours and what not. Top of his class. Ranked as a what you call 007 agent. Number 1 so to speak." Scott read from the files he had optioned in the last few hours.
"What about Bolton?" Samuel asked.
"That's were it gets weird. During Troy's first training year he was pulled from the programme. It was by some other task force or whatever but the information is scares. The information on Bolton in general is scares. It does say he does work for government officials as well as other sources."
"So he is a secret agent?" Samuel asked.
"Chad yes. Bolton no."
"What training programme was it?"
"Emm it was the training camp of 05 South Africa." Samuel pondered for a few moments before speaking up.
"05…Navy Seals." That was all he said.
"Navy Seals?" Scott asked and everyone in the room looked at him.
"In 05 the government's secret service teamed up with the Navy Seal for an operation down in Mexico on a large drug cartel. Needed someone who could be trained for this mission alone someone who showed extra promise. Someone who could no matter what not be cracked. Someone with not a lot to live for."
"You mean a robot?" Scott asked.
"What was Bolton's home life like? Before he joined up." Samuel asked.
Scott flipped through the files along with James.
"Emm he was born 1986. Albuquerque General. Parents Jack and Lucielle Bolton. No siblings, no Grandparents both his parents where only ones. The only family he had was his mum and dad and what looks like Chad's. Ah when he was ten his parents where killed by a drunk driver. It says he was in the back seat and lived to tell the tail but his folks didn't. He was taken into to foster care and was in and out of that until he was thirteen. Which is how long it took Tiffany and Paul Danforth to fight for custody of him. The adopted him when he fourteen and he and Danforth left home at sixteen to join up." Scott told his Uncle.
"How sad. Look this drug cartel was based in the west of Mexico."
"And wherever that was Troy is heading."
"Bingo."
"Look Scott this plan has been in motion for almost eighteen years. Don't not let Bolton ruin it!"
"You got it Uncle. Bolton is as good as dead." And with that Scoot hung up the phone and looked around at all the other men in the room.
"Right boys let getting going we have a long way to go."
It had been a good few hours since Scott had phoned and Samuel had been doing his research. And now that he was satisfied with what he knew it was time to speak to his business partner about his findings.
"Ah Samuel. Drink?" Carlos asked his business partner as he entered the bar.
"Yeah. Scotch please." He took the drink which Carlos had poured him and sat on one of the bar stools.
"So heard anything about who it was?" Samuel asked placing his drink on the bar top.
"No. And no word on Gabriella either." Carlos took a sip of his own drink.
"Hmm… I am sure she is just fine. She is with that Bolton kid. Pretty sure he is extremely capable of handling her." Samuel once again raised his glass to his lips.
"Yeah she had Troy."
"Tell me Carlos. What do you really know about this Troy boy?" Samuel asked.
"I know that he is local. Knows the area very well. Even attend the school Gabriella attends. And I know that he is a bodyguard and a damn good one at that. He is good at his job Sam." Carlos had not called Samuel, Sam in ages and it through Samuel off a bit but not much.
"Hmm what about Navy Seal…" Carlos almost chocked on his drink.
'How did he know?' Carlos asked himself.
"Did you know he was a Navy Seal?" Samuel asked.
"I..I..No." Carlos lied.
"No. Really. She is only my God daughter and I did my research. And you barley scratched the surface." Samuel tutted at his friends ignorance.
"How…"
"An old friend of mine. I said the name Bolton and he just started ranting on about him. Yeah such a shame. His parents died when he was young no other family. Bounced around the foster system. Yeah. He went for the secret service. Pulled out first year of training. Navy Seals said he showed extra promise. Needed him for something else."
Carlos just nodded along like he had no idea what Samuel was talking about when really he knew what he was going to say next.
"Undercover mission. Drug cartel. Not sure which one. Some where in the west of Mexico. Yeah trained him up for two and a bit years before they sent him in. He was in there for three years. He slipped up. A girl. Of all things that was his weakness. A girl. They found out. Tortured him for days. They said once it was all done he wasn't the same. Something about rehabs and stress and depression. I mean under stable. But can you really trust him with our Gabriella?"
Carlos knew about Mexico. He didn't know the reason it went wrong or what happened to Troy. But know he did.
"Samuel he has done a great job so far. So yes I can." Carlos finished his drink.
"If you are sure. I guess he is a navy seal."
"A what?" Both Carlos and Samuel wiped their heads around to see Leon standing at the door with a look of shook on his face.
"Leon. You did not hear any of this. You are not to say a word to anyone." Carlos said straight away.
"Understand boy?" Samuel asked in a more threading tone.
"Yes sirs. Just to tell you Henry and Mrs Potts just landed. One of the lads if off to the airport to pick them up." Leon was still white in the face.
"Yes. Thank you Leon. Come and find me when they arrive and not a word." Carlos said.
"Yes sir." He nodded at both Carlos and Samuel and headed out the door.
'A Navy fucking Seal!' Was all that was running through his head.
"Samuel. That girl?"
"The one in Mexico?"
"Yes. What happened to her?" Carlos asked.
"Cartel killed her. For what she knew I think. Was the only one who knew Bolton was not who he said he was." Samuel answered.
"What was her name?"
"I think it was Sophia. And they called him Joe."
It was as if it was dark in the motel room one minute and it was light the next. Due to where the couch which Chad was sleeping on was positioned in the room meant the sun that shone through was directly shinning into his eyes. Which woke him up with a groan. He scrunched up his eyes to try and bloke out the sun but he had no luck. It was too bright so he gave in and pulled back the old grey blanket which had covered parts of him during the night. After Chad and Gabriella had gotten back to the room, and found Gabriella asleep they had figured out the plan for today.
Troy had phone Trick, one of the under cover guys to have him meet them outside Agua Prieta, with a new car and a blind spot so that no one would see them cross the boarder. They had then mapped out a route and phoned up a motel in Navojoa. So that today all they had to do was drive and fill up the new car with gas. Simple. But with Troy and Gabriella being all weird Chad knew it would be nothing but simple.
Moving from his place on the coach he makes his way to the bathroom. So that will Troy is getting ready someone will be with Gabriella. It was fine last night but they have been here too long. By now the people after her could know were they where. So the had to be extra carful today.
Just as Chad shut the door Troy woke and the loud crash the door made woke Gabriella with a jump. They both looked at each other. But as soon as his eyes meet hers he looked down, and she looked away.
"Morning." She was the first to speak and Troy just nodded his head. He didn't way a word.
"I take it Chad's in the shower." He nodded and didn't say a word. He got off the coach he had been sleeping on and moved to his bag. Gabriella realised that he was only in his jeans he had no shirt on and she could see his well defined abs. She watched as his back and arm mussels flexed as he moved bags around and look for items of his clothing to wear today.
He turned around and caught her sating at him. On the inside he smirked but on the outside he glared, but didn't say anything. Gabriella saw the glare and looked down straight away. You could cut the tension with a knife or you could try. But it was that thick you are more likely to blunt the knife.
Troy moved back to the couch after finding his clothes and Gabriella looked over at him again.
"Troy are you even going to talk to me?" Just as she asked Chad strolled out of the now steaming bathroom, fully clothed with a white towel wrapped around his neck. So his wet afro wouldn't drip onto the shirt he was wearing.
"Bathroom is free."
Troy just shook his head at her and made his way to the bathroom, leaving her more upset than before as he really wasn't speaking to her.
"Just give him some time and space. You gotta' learn that with Troy. He will come to you when he is ready. Just give it time Gabi." Chad said to her and she just nodded her head and went along with what Chad had just said.
'Time? That's something we don't have!'
An hour later found Troy and Chad loading up the car again while Gabriella sat on a bench and watched. It was only seven in the morning bout it was already hot. And it was only going to get hotter as they traveled further south into Mexico.
"Dude are you even gonna look at her?" Chad asked Troy as the put the last bag into the boot of the Audi.
"Chad…" Troy threatened.
"What? I am just asking so I know if I am going to have to do just my job today or yours too." Chad said looking from Troy to Gabriella.
Troy looked over at the brunette, the sun was shinning in her face and it was slightly scrunched up and she was squinty her eyes to see what was in front of her.
"Fine." Troy stomped his feet like a small child and gave a hugh before walking over to were she was sitting. He took his wafer sunglasses off his face and looked at her for a few seconds. He blocked the sun off her body which caused her to look up at him. She smiled at him but he didn't he just handed her his sunglasses.
"Here. I have plenty." That was it he turned on his heels and walked back over to Chad.
"Happy." Troy said closing the boot shut.
"Yes. But I can't say the same for us all." Chad said pointing his head over to a now very pissed off looking Gabriella.
"Ah she'll get over it. Let's go I told Trick no later than half past." Troy went around the side of the car and opened the drivers door.
"I take it your driving?" Chad said looking at his best friend over the top of the car.
"Think it's best I drive the rest of the way." With that Troy was in the car and starting it up.
"Hey Gabs. Let's go." Chad shouted over to Gabriella. She sighed and put the glasses on her face. She pulled herself up to her feet and slowly trailed her feet on the ground to the car.
Chad opened the back door for her to climb in. She sat behind the drivers seat. She looked at Troy through the rear-view mirror.
'If he was going to be like that, then I can be just as stubborn.' She thought to herself, as Troy set up the car so he could drive it comfortably. Chad climbed in the passenger seat.
"Right let's go." Chad said to Troy more than Gabriella.
Troy put the car into reverse and backed out of the parking space. After waiting a few moments at the exit Troy turned the blacked out Audi onto the main road. And they headed for the Mexican boarder.
It took Troy about twenty minutes to reach their destination. It was behind an old warehouse in an empty alleyway. At the end was a new white Porsche Panamera, with blacked out windows. So that the three occupants couldn't see who was in the car. Troy stopped the car and cut the engine. Both he and Chad looked at each other before he turned around to look at Gabriella.
"Stay here with Chad. And keep your head down." With that he nodded his head at Chad - who nodded back - before reaching for the door handle. He pushed the door open slowly and stepped out with his left foot first, followed by his right. He closed the door shut with a soft bang, before he slowly made his way to the white car at the other end of the alleyway.
Gabriella could see him from her seat in the back of the car. He was being cautious as he approached the car.
"Why is he taking his time?" She asked Chad.
Chad didn't take his eyes of Troy or the gun inside his jacket.
"Just incase."
"Incase what?" She asked once more.
"You wanna go up to a car you don't know, when you are on the run and there are people, killers looking for you?" Chad still kept his eyes on Troy who was now nearly at the drivers door.
"No but I thought you knew this guy?" Gabriella asked slightly confused.
"I don't Troy does. But it's not the guy in the car you gotta worry about." Chad said looking to his left and then right quickly.
Gabriella suddenly understood what Chad was saying. They where a sitting duck. And she suddenly didn't feel very safe sitting in the back of the car.
Troy approached the drivers door. He placed one hand behind his back and tapped the tinted black window with the other. A dark shadow within the car moved and the door clicked open. Troy proceeded to take a few small steps back to allow the dark shadow to open the door fully.
The white door opened slowly, not too slow but definitely not normal speed. And a pair of big black desert boots hit the dirt. The dark shadow was no longer a dark shadow. It was a six foot three, well built man. He was dressed all in black and had on a pair of wafer sunglasses. His hair was a dark blonde and he looked as if he was in his twenties yet he looked older than Chad and Troy.
The man took his sunglasses of his face and looked down slightly at Troy.
"Bolton. Long time no see." He reached his hand out for Troy's to shake. Once Troy saw no more occupants in the car he took his hand of his gun and reached for the mans hand.
"Trick."
Chad's hand remained on the gun the whole time and watched as Troy and Trick interacted by the white Porsche.
"Are we just going to sit here forever?" Gabriella asked Chad.
"Just wait Gabriella. Okay. Just wait." Chad said looking at the area behind the car to make sure there was nothing lurking. He was also checking in the rear-view mirror every other minute to make sure nothing was going to sneak up behind them. If something did they were done for. Trapped. And trapped was not a good thing to be. He saw Troy shake Trick's hand once again before he walked back over to the car. And Trick went and opened the boot of the other car.
Chad took his hand off his gun and stepped out the car. He looked at Troy and he just nodded his head. Both proceed to the back of the car. Nad got the bags out the boot and lay them on the ground.
"You wanna get her out or shall I?" Chad asked.
"I got it."
Troy moved around the back door on the drivers side. He opened and looked down at Gabriella.
"Move." Was all he said.
"There is such a word as please you know." She slide out of the car and stood so that she was right in front of him looking up.
"Yeah I am sure there is." He brushed past her rather harshly causing her to stumble into the open door.
"Dick!" She whispered under her breath. She thought he hadn't heard her but he had. He turned on his heels and faced her. Chad picked up as many bags as he could carrie and walked over to Trick and introduced himself with a firm handshake.
"What did you just call me?" Troy asked.
"You obviously know if you turned around." Gabriella slammed the car door shut.
"You know Gabriella for me busting my ass trying to make sure your safe you think you would show a little more appreciation." He glared down at her as she stood there in shock.
"I have…"
"Yeah cause dick is showing appreciation?" Troy almost laughed before shaking his head and grabbing the last bag on the floor.
"Yeah well maybe of you weren't such a dick I wouldn't have to call you one!" Gabriella screamed at him. She had no idea what she had done wrong.
"Yeah well your a spoilt little brat but do you see me calling you that? No."
"Cause you have ignored me all day!" Gabriella argued back.
"You can't even look me in the eye." She continued.
"Fine you Gabriella Montez are a bitch and a spooled brat. Who has no idea what the real world is like. Unlike the rest of us who don't get everything handed to us on a silver plate." He was looking her dead in the eye as he spat out every word.
"I am not and do not!" Gabriella was furious now.
"Yeah. Your not? Gabriella you have this whole security team protecting you all the time, you don't have a clue what it's like to not be protected. You don't know what the real world is like. Until now. Well wake up Gabriella! This is the real world. And if you don't straighten the fuck up and open your eyes you are going to end up dead!" With that Troy turned on his heels and headed to the new car.
Tears fell from Gabriella's eyes and she quickly turned around to face the other way.
"Can today get any worse?" Chad asked Trick.
"Yeah. He could tell you they have a thing going on." Trick said looking between Troy and Gabriella.
"No he wouldn't. Not after the last time."
Gabriella had waited until Troy, Trick and Chad where standing around the bonnet of the car with a map of Mexico on it. Going over where they were going to cross and how they were going to do it. She didn't pay attention as she moved from the Audi to the Porsche and opened the back door and climbed in slamming it shut behind her. She slouched down and leaned against the door and sighed. She finally let the tears roll down her face.
"Right so while we are waiting around here you will…" Trick interrupted Chad.
"Go up to boarder control talk to Mick, he will then open the back gate where all the security checks and shit happen."
"Then it's straight threw." Troy said looking at Chad.
"Straight threw." Chad repeated.
"You boys be okay on your own out there?" Trick asked.
"Trick. I think I know Mexico better than anyone." Troy answered back.
"Right then lets do this." Trick said folding up the map.
All three men got in their respective cars. Trick in the Audi, Chad and Troy on the Porsche. Troy followed Trick all the way to boarder control but as they got nearer he backed off a bit before heading to the outside the parking area of boarder control. Trick was all ready heading towards check one which held the guy who was going to get them across the boarder.
Both had not acknowledged Gabriella in the back. They just focused on the task ahead. Troy was just ignoring her and Chad had no idea what to say to her - he had never been good with crying and upset girls.
"He there?" Troy asked Chad.
"Yeah, he is getting out the car. Yeah, he's there. Yip and check one is … closed." Chad said looking at the big green tick above check one turned to a red cross. And they watched Trick walk out the both with a Mexican looking man. Both men got in the car and Tricked moved it back so he could make it to the car park.
Troy put the car in drive and moved into the car park. A set of black gates opened on the far side of the car park and both he and the Audi made their way through it.
From what Gabriella could see it was like a big holding space. With trucks and cars, and vans. There was not many people about, so it was quiet. Troy moved the car slowly and it slightly jugged as the speed was rather to slow for the car. She saw yellow markings on the ground she guessed it was to keep things in order when it was busy back here.
It was surrounded by building on all four sides. With a set of gates either end. She couldn't really see what happened next all she heard was Trick's voice, Troy's and a new voice which sounded deep and very Mexican. She was not really paying attention to what they where saying all she caught was.
"You be careful son." Which was the Mexican man who moved off to open the gates and then Trick.
"Watch your back Troy. She's to precious for you to let anything happen to her." Trick said looking in the back at Gabriella who was pretending she couldn't here anything.
"I know." And with that Troy put his foot down and the car accelerated forwards and passed through the black gates and that was it.
They where in Mexico. Just like that.
A few hours had passed and they had stopped once. So Troy could fill up the car and Chad had got them some water. Gabriella had remained silent the whole time. So had both Troy and Chad only talking when they had to. If it wasn't for the radio playing the car would have been in silent.
"Troy…" Chad spoke up.
"Yeah not far now, maybe a few more hours if traffic stays like this." Troy said referring to the little traffic that was on the road.
Chad just nodded his head. The car went back to being silent and no one else spoke until they arrived in Navojoa. It had been the longest five or so hours of Gabriella's life. The motel here was worse than the last one. It was not what Gabriella was used to in anyway. They parked the car around the back as to not draw attention to themselves and Troy left them in the car to go and book in.
Chad turned around in his seat.
"You okay?" He saw Gabriella's puffy red eyes and knew she wasn't okay.
"If it helps. We got two rooms. So if you want Troy can sleep in the other room and I can crash on your floor." Gabriella smiled her first smile of the day.
"Thanks Chad."
"Anytime Gabi. Anytime."
Before long Troy was back with two room keys. They pulled the bags out and headed for rooms 12a and 12b. They sat in the middle of a block of motel rooms. Located outside. They had a slight porch area which joined them together and both doors faced each other.
"Right Chad take 12a. I'll take 12b with her." Troy said. he may have been pissed with her but he still had a job to do.
"Troy I was going to stay with Gabriella. You know." Chad was cut off.
"Chas just because I'm pissed at her and not too fond of her at the moment doesn't mean I can't do my job." And that was the last word on it.
Leon was sat in the sun room of the large house is Spain. He and some of the other guards where off duty and has decide to gather in the sun room.
"Full house." All the men groaned as that was the young guards fourth full house in their game of poker.
"You are too good at this game McColly." Leon said as he watched his chips be pilled up in front of his colleague.
"That's cause he's a cheat Fergus you know that." Another guard said. And all ten guards laughed.
"I ain't no cheat. Just know how to play poker." McColly stated. All the men laughed.
They had been playing for awhile now and the drinks had been flowing.
"This situation is so fucked up. Don't you think Fergus?" Another guard asked him.
"Yeah I mean. Mr and Mrs M here and god knows where Bolton has Miss G." McColly said and all the guards agreed.
"Yeah lads it's a fucked up situation." Leon said looking down at his cards.
"Yes boys and it's about to get even more fucked up." It was Samuel. And a group of men the guards had never seen before.
The opened fire on the sun room.
It was later on that night when Chad saw Troy again. He was out in the parking lot have a cigarette.
"I thought you quit?" He asked his best friend.
"Stress" Was all Troy answered back with.
"I'll let it pass." Chad said sitting down next to Troy on a bench near to room 12b.
"So you and Gabriella or Gabriella and you?" Chad asked and Troy let his head hang down.
"Nothing there Chad."
"Yeah cause after today you could have fooled me." Chad said looking at him. Troy took one last frag before putting out his cigarette and standing up from the bench.
"I kissed her."
"You what? What the fuck are you playing at Troy?" Chad shouted at his best friend.
"I have no idea Chad. She just…"
"She is your case. The case that you where put onto because of your last one. Remember Sophia!" Chad passed the motel parking lot.
"Gabriella is not Sophia!" Troy shouted back.
"Yeah she is Troy. The only difference is she is not a little girl!" Chad was now standing facing Troy.
"She is not Sophia." Troy said through gritted teeth.
"So that's why you have been a dick to her today? Thats what happened on the roof?" It was all fitting together in Chad's mind.
"Yeah." Troy hung his head.
"Dude. You can't fuck about with this."
"Do you not think I fucking know that!"
"Sophia ended up dead Troy. Dead." Chad said looking at his best friend.
"She was killed cause you fucked up. She was a little girl Troy. Gabriella's not." Chad said realising what was going on.
"If she ends up dead because of you … Troy you haven't gotten over Sophia yet. Gabriella will kill you." They both heard a door open and shut. they turned around to see Gabriella.
"What's going on?" She asked them.
"Dude you know what to do. So do it. Or she will end up just like her." With that Chad headed back inside his motel room.
"Troy who is Sophia?"
Carlos Montez walked into the old Spanish kitchen in search of something to eat. It was late and everything was quiet. Just as he was about to open the fridge he saw the light in the sun room still on. Confused by this he went to investigate. He rounded the corner and was shocked by what he saw.
"Samuel what is this?"
AN: Guys I am so sorry this is late. I had writer's block and although I had a layout of where this chapter was going I found it rather difficult to fill in the blanks. I like parts of this Chapter and hate parts of it. I have a feeling I may have ramble on a bit which I am sorry for. So here it's Chapter seven and I made it longer cause I felt bad that I was so late in finishing it.
So lots and lots of information in this chapter!
Troy's background and his relationship with Chad - which I love. (It's kinda based off one of my own friendships just without the whole bodyguard secret service thing.)
Scott is getting close! (Bite nails)
Samuel should just be the definition of Satin!Em I have a feeling the guards in Spain are toast!
Finally we have reached Mexico!
And Troy is really being an ass.
Oh and Troy was Joseph … the plot thickens ...
Next Chapter will involve a lot more Troy and Gabriella. We find out about Sophia and Carlos and Maria may not be exactly safe.
Thank you so so so much for all the reviews I got on the last chapter but….
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Thanks again guys …..
Daddy's little girl
Here's something for you guys to look forward too!
Scene from Chapter 8:
"Troy you can't avoid me forever." Gabriella said to him as he walked back into the motel room.
"Yeah I can. Once you are safe that it my job is done." Troy said to her turning around to face her.
"You don't mean that." Gabriella snapped back at him.
"Yes I do Gabriella! I really mean that." Troy said leaning against the table on the far side of the room.
"Look me in the eye and tell me you don't mean that!" She shouted at him. Troy turned around and looked at her. The next thing she knew he had he slammed against the motel door.
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