Summary: When Katherine Johnson moved to the colonies she meets a Assassin named Connor. Together they set off for an adventure of a lifetime. A templar and a assassin working together for the first time ever.

Paring: Connor/OC

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Rating: M for rape maybe and lemons…mostly lemons

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We laid on the dirty floor of the cell as we slept soundly until a guard came in. "Up! Up with ya!" He says loudly going to Connor kicking his knee getting him to sit up groggily then goes over to me doing the same. "I said get up," He says grabbing Connor by the arm and pulling him to his feet as the second guard comes to me picking me up as well. Connor shakes his head as he tries to rid the sleep out of his mind and stumbles forward as he got pushed as well as I. "Walk," He grunts looking at us.

We walked forward side by side and I turn my head looking at Connor with worry enlaced in my eyes. "Do not worry," He says softly shaking his head looking back at me. "Everything will be alright."

"Where are they taking us?" I ask him.

"I do not know… But be alerted," He replies receiving a nod out of me.

"Bye now," A inmate says waving at us but we walked past him not caring about him.

Connor looks up at the Ceiling and lets out a whistle through his mouth getting me to look at him. He glancing back at me keeping his mouth shut as we continued to walk down the hallway of the prison. The guard put his hand on his shoulder keeping him in place and the second guard does the same for me. We walked down the stairs our bare feet hitting the hard wood as we reached the doors of the prison. We squint our eyes at the brightness from the door being open as we got pushed out there.

"Oh Sunlight, how I missed you," I say looking up at the sky.

"Quiet," The guard says pushing me forward getting Connor to glare at him. I swear he's getting feelings for me. I swear that he is.

They guide us to a wooden cart provided by a horse in the front once we walked out the doors and pushed us in there landed on top of each other. "Sorry," I mumbled trying to sit up on the bench.

"Do not worry about it. This cart is not big enough for the two of us."

"You got that right," I agreed with him. "Where are they taking us?" I asked him after a few minutes of silence.

"I do not know Katherine. We will just have to see when we get there. Are you think hard about what side are you with?"

"Yes… The Templars… is definitely not my choice… I want to be an Assassin. I want to be your recruit." I look up at him from the ground.

"Good choice," He nods his head at me.

When we reached our destination the doors opened and we got pushed out on the stone ground looking up at the surroundings. "Where are we?" I asked coming to my feet with the help of a guard.

"Quiet," The man in blue say. I glare up at him not saying a word. If you tell me to shut up once more time I'll make sure your head come off your body.

"'Ello Connor, Connor's girlfriend. Didn't think I'd miss your goin' away party, did ya? I hear Washington ''imself will be in attendance. Hope nuttin' bad 'appens to him," Hickey says getting Connor to his feet as I got myself to my feet no thanks to a guard.

"You said there'd be a trial!" I said glaring at Hickey.

"Ah, no trials for Traitors, I'm afraid. Lee an' Haytham saw to that. It's straight to the gallows for you both," He answers me.

"We will not die today. The same cannot be said for you," Connor says softly looking at Hickey getting me to smile.

"That's enough! Keep moving!" The guard said pushing us both forward getting us to walk. We walked through the crowd of people as we ignored their jeers and shouting. I frowned as nervousness formed in the pit of my bell as we neared the gallows. I swallowed deeply staying quiet. A woman went up to Connor punching him down to his feet before spitting on him. The nerve of her, unlady like…

Achilles walked up to us using his Cane to push her back leaning down to Connor's level. "You two are not alone. Only give a cry when you need us," He says loud enough for both of us to hear before standing up.

"Forget about me - you need to stop Hickey. He's-" Connor begins to tell him before he cut himself off as Hickey picks him up from his knees.

"Up ya go! Don't wanna be late now do we," Hickey says smiling walking forward with me by his side with Hickey's sidekick behind me. "Ya just had to be a hero din't ya? You and Georgie both. Now you'll see what it gets ya: a pine box and I'il else, "He says bringing Connor and I closer and closer to our death.

We get pushed up the stairs slowly and we stand by our nooses as he over look the crowd. I bite my lip scared of what to come and lowers my head not helping the tears come down my face. Stop crying like a baby, Katherine. Connor will gets us both out of this. Just wait. "Brothers. Sisters. Fellow Patriots. Several days ago we learned of a scheme so vile, so dastardly - that even repeating it now, disturbs my being. The man and woman before you plotted to murder our much beloved General," Charles said pointing to us with two brown sacks in his hand. I look up at Connor's face wondering how he can stay so calm after all that has happened in the past few days.

"Indeed. What darkness or madness moved them, none can say. And they themselves offers no defense. Shows no remorse. And though we have begged and pleaded with him to share what he knows, he maintains a deadly silence," He begins going over to Connor putting the bag over his head then to me doing the same. "If the two will not explain themselves - if they will not confess and atone - what other option do we have, but this? He sought to send us into the arms of the Enemy. And thus, we are compelled by justice to send them from this world.

"May god have mercy on their souls…" Charles finishes as the floor was dropped below us and we started choking slowly before Connor let's out a whistle, god knows how and we fell on out backs.

"Need… to stop Hickey…" Connor says getting up slowly regaining his breath as I followed suit nodding at Achilles.

"Go!" He says who nodding back at me as he handed Connor his Tomahawk.

We get to the other side with Hickey turning back to us then running off through the crowd with me after him catching up to him before he reached the stairs and tackled him down. When Connor caught up to me he took my place stabbing his tomahawk deep down in Thomas's torso.

"Dammit. I thought I'd at least live to see another day. Shame," Hickey says looking up at Connor as he kneeled down to Hickey's level.

"I want answers. Why did Johnson try and buy my people's land? Why was Pitcairn targeting Adams and Hancock? What purpose would Washington's murder have served? Why does your order support the British?" Connor asked getting madder each time he spoke a question.

"How should I know? The templars. Lee. The big man, Haytham. They 'as the money. They 'as the power. That's the reason I threw in with 'em. That's the only reason. Sure, they 'ave some sort of vision, for the future too. I didn't give a damn about any of that," He adds as Connor puts his hand on his thigh and I crossed my arms over my chest as I stood over them both.

"They can sing their songs about mankind and it's troubles. They can make their plans and spring their traps, don't bother me none. They paid me so I said yes. Didn't bother to ask who or how or why. Didn't care."

"You chose to side with men who would rob us of out humanity simply because it was more profitable?" I asked frowning upon him.

"Wot else is there? I'm not some blind food who'd give up all i've got on principle. What is principle anyway? Can ya bring it to the bank?" Connor stays quiet as he looked down at him then turned his head before looking back at him with a dirty look on his face. "Don't look at me like that. We're different you and I. You're just some blind fool always chasin' butterflies where as I'm a type of guy who likes to have a beer in one hand and a titty in the other. Thing is boy, I can have what I seek," He says as Connor looks down at him with the same frown on his face. Had it, even. You two? Your hands with be always empty," He says slowly before he goes limp his head turning to the side as he passes away.

Connor shakes his head a bit as he speaks in a different language. One I didn't understand before standing up turning around seeing guards pointing their weapons at him. "At ease men! At ease!" A man says walking up to us.

"Who is that?" I ask Connor looking at him.

"A general I met one day on my mission," He answers me softly. "Are you alright?"

"Yes, I am fine. But are you alright?"

"Yes," He nods his head. "I am fine for right now…"

"I said lower your god-damned guns! This man and woman's a hero!" He said getting me to flush.

"But sir, I rarely did anything. It was Connor who ended his life," I said trying to tell him but he ignored me.

"The General can be so stubborn sometimes. Piffle, he said, when we warned him something like this would happen. Piffle!" He says before kicking the side of Hickey's lifeless body.

"Stop," Me and Connor said at the same time frowning at him.

"He wanted to kill the Commander. Nearly killed you both as well. He was a scoundrel."

"But still a man," Connor replies softly.

"Hmph," The man grunted. "You're nothing, if not consistent."

"Where is Washington? We need to speak to him," Connor asks him frowning as he narrows his eyes a tiny bit.

"Bundled off as soon as your execution went sideways. He's likely on his way back to Philadelphia by now."

"Then so are we," He turns taking me by the arm softly getting me to walk by his side.

"Philadelphia?" I ask him. "But… that's a long way from here…"

"No it is not. Not by horse," He answers.

"Why are we going there again…?"

"To talk with Washington."

"What is so important about him again? Can't he take care of himself? He's a big man."

"He is still in danger. Hickey did not act alone," He tells me glancing down at me.

"I know that…" I say before sighing. "We should move, and move quickly." He nods his head at me and we continued walking forward not uttering another word.

"It is quiet impressive, what you've accomplished," Achillies says as we followed him through the Congress house in Philadelphia.

"I can say the same," I add.

"You helped as well Katherine. I should thank you."

"You should," I smile some. "I almost died… like… more than once I guess. I don't know."

"I will thank you property after our work is done."

"I will hold you to that," I nod my head, as we neared a door.

"But anyway… was that a compliment old man?" He asked Achilles.

"Now don't misconstrue. I'm sure the whole endeavor will end tragically. But to have come this far… Well, it's more than I ever expected."

"The people yearned for freedom, but feared to grab hold of it. That fear is gone now," Connor replies as I look up at him seeing his hood over his face. I need to make me a vest with a hood on it. I hate it when people recognize my face.

"Thanks to you," The old man replies stopping at the side of a door with both hands on his cane.

"No. This they did on their own."

"You dimmish your role. But you've always been of humble heart."

"As well as Katherine," He says glancing at me with a tiny smile on his lips. "We do what is right. No more. No less."

"You cannot tell him."

"We have to. Otherwise, he will never be safe."

"He is safer not knowing! By planting the seeds of doubt , you threaten to topple his entire endeavor. If Washington is paralyzed, Charles Lee will strike. You'll cause the very thing you aim to prevent. Hunt the templars, as is your duty… But do not drag these men into it," Achilles tells him.

He looks at him then we walked to the door, Connor opening up to me as we walked in the room looking at the men contained in there. Connor and I leaned against the wall making small talk to one another as they signed a paper.

"We must now all hang together," One said getting me to look up at him.

"Yes, we must indeed all hang together , or most assuredly we shall all hang separately."

They all smile and turn their heads to Connor. "You are, once more, our savior," They tell him receiving a nod from him.

"We must speak with the commander," He says pulling up from the wall.

"He's gone to try and hold New York. The British intend to take it. I fear we'll need to recall our men from Quebec as well…" He says moving closer to Connor who hand his hands folded in front of him. "It is one thing to declare our independence. Now my friend, we must make it so."

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