Two days had gone by since Beca last saw Stacie. If it wasn't for Amy assuring her that Stacie was fine, Beca by now would have done the same thing as Aubrey and gone on a shooting rampage.
Beca stood out in the backyard with the bright sun beaming down, waiting for 'Barden take over training' to begin. According to Amy, this time it was the real deal. They would show them weapons and train them to be faster.
"Hey Beca," Benji spoke quietly as he reached the brunette standing in line. "Since Stacie with Aubrey … You have to find a way to be with Chloe."
The short agent raised an eyebrow. "Be with Chloe?"
"To hack her computer system,"
How the hell would she hack Chloe's computer, if the woman hasn't even been seen? Beca thought to herself.
"The plan will start soon be ready," Benji added.
Plan. What plan? Beca was about to ask Benji to be more informative, but a brown hair woman stepped out by the name of Ashley.
"Alright guys today will learn how to stab or cut." Ashely walked over to everyone handing them their own knife. Two tall 6'1 men came out with a bunch of dummies and planted them onto the ground.
The woman began running, taking out knife out from her shoe in the process and jabbing the dummy in the side. "They teach you in school never to run with sharp objects. Not In this case, if your gun ever gets tossed the knife comes in handy."
An hour into training Beca was going in for a sprint to stab another dummy. Just as she did it occurred to Benji to run in the same pathway. The boy tripped over god knows what, pulling a running Beca along with him and cutting her directly on her left thigh.
Beca had to hold her own not to scream or kick Benjis ass. It wasn't so much the pain, it was more so that the boy was so maladroit that he managed to cut her.
Shaking off the pain, she ripped the side of her shirt and tied it around her leg to stop the bleeding and continue her training. As she was about to get up Benjis grabbed her hand.
"What!" Beca said gritting her teeth as she was being held back down. The kid was going to drive her insane by the end of the mission.
"Pretend the cut hurts Beca."
Beca looked at the boy in confusion and then it clicked. It was the so called 'plan'. Beca laid herself back onto the ground, placing both of her hand on top of her left bleeding thigh. Crying in pain, "Oh god! My fucking thigh!"
"Man down!" Benji yelled. Shortly after Ashely came running with one of the tall 6'1 men in her tow.
"What happened?"
Benji stared at her with the apologetic eyes. "I slipped and-"
"How the fuck." Ashely cut in, "Take her to the infirmary," the man lifted Beca up and the short brunette disappeared underground.
"Back again sweetheart?" Stacie said lifting her head and smiling, as Aubrey and Jesse walked in. Even though the agent stood chained up by two chains. She always smiled for Aubrey, making sure not to show any sign of weakness.
"Now 7, all you have to do is behave and respect me and I will let you go." Aubrey said in a matter-of-factly manner.
Stacie gleamed at the affirmative blonde. Questioning herself on how it was even possible to be attracted to a woman so evil and cruel. Maybe it was in her head, but it was as if the blonde was going easy on her. Just a few jabs here and there of electrocution. Stacie knew torturing was wrong, but the CIA wasn't exactly what you called saints either when it came to torturing. So she couldn't really judge the blonde's form of punishment.
Breaking away from her thoughts the busty agent spoke. "How about I make you an offer baby," she taunted, "You let me go and I'll make all this torturing," she point to the chains around her wrist. "Turn into something you and I can do like a kinky porn video."
Aubrey jaw dropped. Jesse let out a light chuckle. Closing her mouth Audrey screamed, "Tase her!"
Jesse obeyed and walking over to strike Stacie on her side.
"Wait! On the neck this time," Aubrey sneered at Stacie, her eyes meeting with the brunette's. Evil residing in them.
Jesse looked over at the blonde, "Bree are you sur-"
"The neck Jesse," the blonde said firmly. Having no choice Jesse tased Stacie on the neck. Aubrey stood proudly, finally thinking that she managed to get the tall brunette to surrender.
But Stacie re-composed herself and smiled once again throwing another sexual remark. "By the end of this people are going to think you gave me a hickey Aubrey."
Aubrey eye twitched and her jaw clenched. She could feel her blood boiling. "Again, Jesse!"
The man did as he was told striking Stacie once again.
"Is that all you got baby?" Stacie was not going to show weakness.
"Again!" Aubrey said as soon the last tase finished.
"AGAIN!"
"ba- ba-," Stacie slurred, trying to finish her words but her mouth felt dry and her neck was in pain. She tried to compose herself and rise back up. Unfortunately her legs were failing to do so.
Not being satisfied, Aubrey shouted "Again" and that's all it took to for Stacie to fall unconscious.
Beca was taken to what seemed to be an underground clinic. She was seated on one of the medical beds located in the room.
"Wait here," the man said existing out the door.
The agent eyes began to wonder around the room. Looking at the medical objects located around the place. What made the clinic strange was the pink ceiling and the lady bug wall paper. If Beca wasn't in the home of two of the most evil people, she would think she was at a pediatrician clinic.
Beca's eyes soon stopped exploring when the door of the clinic opened and in walked a redhead. The agent felt as if her heart skipped a beat. The most beautiful woman she had ever laid eyes on stood before her. Her red locks falling perfectly down her shoulder's swaying from side to side with each clack of her heels.
"47," The woman said looking down at her clip bored. Beca hummed her response still staring in awe from the girl's beauty.
"I'm Doctor Chloe Beale, but you can call me Chloe." The redhead put her clip broad down. "I also run this shit," she added with a wink.
Becas was trying her best to ignoring the strange feeling forming in her stomach. The evil Chloe Beale stood before her and she was breathtaking. With the prettiest sky blue eyes. Eyes that looked into ones soul.
Chloe looked at the brunette curiously, "Do I know you from somewhere?"
Beca shook her head in a no motion.
"Hmm," Chloe pondered. The brunette (number 47) looked very familiar. Chloe just couldn't put her finger on it. Shrugging it off, she walked over to a box of gloves putting one on each hand. "Alright let's see that wound of yours." She removed the piece of ripped shirt Beca had wrapped around her leg.
As Chloe hands touched Beca leg a soft moan escaped the agent's lips. With wide eyes, Beca was mentally face palming herself, "So-sor-sorry your hands are cold."
"I'm wearing gloves." Chloe shot back, quirking an eyebrow.
"Right," Beca said hating herself even more. The situation couldn't get any more awkward. Luckily Chloe dropped the subject and went back to examining her leg.
"I need you to take your pants off, I'll help ok?" Chloe said.
Yep it got more awkward. "I'm sorry?" Beca asked.
Chloe let out a chuckle staring at the brunette's face of bewilderment. "To check your wound silly,"
"Oh ha, I knew that." Beca spoke, trying to play it cool as the Doc removed her jeans slowly. She was glad Chloe was occupied removing the jeans because the blush forming on Becas cheeks was more than noticeable.
"So you're a Doctor?" The agent added, realizing if she kept staring it could come off as creepy.
"Yes," Chloe smiled.
"How did you become a Doc?"
"I was a very smart kid with a very high IQ. Went to med school went I was 18. Became one of the youngest surgeons, I'm 27 now so I'm pretty good with all of this..." Chloe motioned to the blood located on Beca left thigh.
Chloe was smart and beautiful? If she wasn't a CIA enemy, Beca could swear the woman was perfect for her. Feeling her cheeks redden even more at the thought of the smart woman, she cleared her throat. "Well that's cool, being a surgeon and all. So why here? If you're… you know-"
Catching on to what Beca was trying to say Chloe spoke, "I was working as a surgeon in Boston. Till the CIA killed both mine and Aubrey parents a year ago."
So that's why they hated the CIA so much. Beca told herself. But why didn't Chief say anything about their parent's death? Beca was confused, there was missing piece to the puzzle. Something wasn't matching up.
Noticing that Beca wasn't going to say anything Chloe continued to speak, "So when Aubrey asked me to help her take over Barden and kill CIA agents well….. It was an offer I couldn't resist."
Chloe finished cleaning the wound and wrapped it up with bandage. "You are good to go. The knife didn't cut you deep enough to need stiches."
"Thanks," Beca said.
"No problem. Which sticker do you want? Batman or Superman?"
Beca gave her toothy grin, "Batman! Most def. There is no comparison."
Chloe laughed as she placed the sticker on Becas upper chest right above her right breast. Chloe would be kidding herself is she said she didn't find the new recruit attractive. The girl was cute, hot, adorable and in some ways very mysterious. Chloe felt drawn to her, there was something about the girl something Chloe had seen before she just didn't know what it was.
"Can I put my pants on now?" Beca awkwardly blushed from the deep gaze Chloe was giving her.
"Oh right, sorry." Now it was Chloe's turn to blush. Helping Beca with the jeans, Chloe noticed a grasshopper tattoo on her arm. And that grasshopper tattoo triggered a blurry memory in the gingers brain.
"Nice tat," Chloe said, "What's the story behind it?"
"Grasshoppers are fighters and I'm a fighter. Brings me luck really…Everything okay Doc?" Beca asked noticing how the redhead wasn't smiling anymore. She had gone from happy to something else; something malicious and Beca could see it in her eyes.
"I need you to do me a favor," Chloe said with a serious demeanor. "Lift your shirt up,"
Beca laughed, "First pants, now shirt? If you wants to see me naked just ask."
"I'm not joking. Lift. It. Up," Chloe said deadpanned. Becas laughter ended when she realized the ginger was in-fact not joking.
"I don't feel really comfortable doing that…"
Chloe shook her head and walked over to a cabinet pulling out a tiny bottle. "If you don't lift your shirt up," she pulled a needle from a drawer under the cabinet and inserted it into the bottle.
"I will inject you with something that will cause you so much pain. You will cry and beg me to give you the antidote, only I won't. I will let you suffer from the most excruciating sensation in your body the whole fucking night." Chloe let some of the liquid escape from the needle, "A little formula I myself created."
Beca gulped. Chloe attitude had changed in a matter of seconds. A pretty face does hide an evil mind. The beautiful redheaded is a psychotic bitch. Just like the crazy blonde Barbie.
"Lift my shirt up you say, coming right up." Beca placed her hands at the hem of her shirt and slowly began to lift it.
Chloe placed the needle down on the table next to the medical bed. Taking her gloves of in the process as she watched Beca shirt rise.
"Stop," Chloe said as soon as the shirt exposed the scar placed right under Becas bottom left breast. Moving herself closer to Beca, she ran her finger tips lightly on the scar.
Beca bite down on her bottom lip to stop another moan from escaping. The butterflies in her stomach futtered times hundred. The soft touch of the redheaded psyco was sending her overboard.
"How did this happen?"
"I, I was-" Just as Beca was about to say, in burst a screaming Aubrey with an unconscious Stacie in her arms.
"Chloe, help her!" Aubrey shouted hysterically.
Beca pulled her shirt down and leaped off the bed ignoring the pain it caused on her leg. She had to making room for Aubrey to lay Stacie down. Her best friend was hurt no thanks to the blonde bitch. Aubrey was lucky Beca was under cover or else the woman would have killed her by now.
"Bree, what did you do?" Chloe asked. She had never seen her best friend be so frantic over someone.
"I electrocuted her an excessive amount." Chloe shook her head.
"Chloe, she's lucky I didn't kill her!"
"Why didn't you kill her?" The redhead questioned. Her best friend usually killed the people that made a fool out of her. But this girl was an exception to Aubrey's list. Chloe caught onto that. She got even more of a hint, when her best friend brought in an injured recruiter in her very own arms.
"Stac-I mean 7," Beca said looking at her best friend.
Chloe and Aubrey looked over at the short brunette holding the taller brunette's hand. Looking at each other in confusion. The blonde and redhead walked over towards the agent.
"How do you know her?" Aubrey questioned.
Beca thought for a second, "Roommates, we're roommates."
Aubrey glanced over at Chloe. Both thinking the same thing. The two girls couldn't just be roommates. Epically the way 47 was holding onto 7.
"Well move out of the way," Aubrey said getting Beca off guard and pushing her to the side. Causing the agent to fall onto the table and her ass land directly on top of the sharp pointed needle Chloe had been threatening her with.
A loud scream was soon heard throughout the room.
"Fuck! It hurts." Beca said falling onto the floor. Chloe was right the feeling was excruciating. She had felt pain, but nothing like this. It felt as if someone was tearing her insides apart while she was being burned alive.
"Make it stop," Beca wined holding onto herself.
"What the hell?" Aubrey said looking at the girl crying on the floor.
"She landed on the Bella shot." Chloe signed, "Let me get the antidote, hold on."
Aubrey watched her best friend opened the cabinet and grab a new needle and the small antidote bottle.
"I was threating her with it," Chloe said nonchalantly.
Aubrey smiled at her friend's way of threating. "Chloe Beale, you evil little bitch."
Chloe crinkled her nose and walked over to Beca and kneeled besides her. "I should just let her suffer,"
"No… please….don't" Beca pleaded, "Please make it stop."
"I don't know Bree should I?"
Aubrey grinned, "Lets watch her scream a few more seconds."
Finally after a few seconds Chloe forcing Beca to stay still. Pulling the needle off of the agents left ass cheek and injecting her in the same cheek with the antidote. Beca's screaming soon began to fade as her eyes started to close.
Chloe and Aubrey looked over at the two unconscious agents. One on the bed and the other on the ground.
"We're so bad Bree," Chloe giggled.
"I know…" Aubrey said stroking Stacie's face.