I was on a writing binge. It just took a while for me to get it uploaded. Lost in reading and in writing. I do apologize for the long wait. And for those that commented on my work, I love you all. Now, it's time for them to meet.
"You did not complete your mission, Victoria." a deep male voice said with a purr.
"I did. I did exactly as they asked!"
"Don't lie to me Victoria. You know I hate it when you lie to me."
"I promise! Please, I did what they asked. Don't punish me!" she retaliated.
"Is that so? Well, if you did your job right, then I should reward you."
"No." the response was quick, "You don't need to-"
"But I have to darling!" he shushed her, "It's only right that you get rewarded."
A sob escaped.
"Sshh, don't you worry. It'll be quick." said the menacing voice.
Morgan's awoke in a fervor, as she inhaled hard. Realizing she was in a car, the grogginess was starting to wear off, opening and closing her eyes hard, she saw that one side of her glasses had been damaged. Touching her head, she realized she had been limited on her movements, she had been handcuffed.
This was better then what she had thought.
Sighing with relief, she looked around and found someone sitting across from her. It was Theodore, as he called himself.
It was raining hard outside, it was to be expected, it was London after all!
"That was not suppose to wear off for another hour." he said casually as he checked his watch. Harry noticed how silent she was. Normally, he expected questions and demanding to be let go but she remained silent as she tried to awake from the grogginess.
"Who were those men?" Harry asked but Morgan remained silent as she tried to focus on the pain and where it was coming from. Shifting around, trying to find out how badly she had been hurt. Moving her head from left to right, noticing there was no pain in her neck. Touching her face, she felt blood on her face and bruises, it felt tender to the touch. Nothing new. Slowly moving her foot and her legs, trying to help the blood flow; assessing how much pain she was in. It was average. Agreeing that she had felt much worse but it had been such a long time, she had become comfortable with the idea that she would not feel pain.
Harry watched her.
Morgan looked outside, as she noticed the area she was in, she was not far from Saville Road. Inhaling hard, she knew where they were headed. In an effort, she reached for the door to open it but her luck had run out.
"The Black Swan, of all the ballets in the world, you went for the most mediocre." he said, ignoring the fact that she tried to make an escape. It was true that he was taunting her and she could hear it from her tone. "Obviously you have no taste." he grumbled under her breath.
"I have a refined taste, none that you will ever know." he scathingly responded as they slowly pulled up to the shop.
"I will ask for your cooperation once and only once. Do not make me put you down." he told her, "Do we have an agreement?" asking Morgan but she gave no reply. Simply ignoring him she sat there. Taking out his gun from his holster, "Do we have an agreement?" he repeated.
That captured her attention, she finally looked at him and smirked, "It'd be a shame if you shoot me in this car. Blood is hard to clean and brain matter, at that." she told him as she shrugged her shoulder.
Slowly sitting up and leaning her shoulder against the barrel of the gun, "Keep it close, in case I run." she said with a smile.
Harry was not intimidated by her but was shocked by her demeanor. Opening the door, he gestured to her to exit the car. Slowly she walked out and leaned against the car, while the rain came down on her. Morgan didn't care if she was getting wet, it was refreshing.
A male in a suit exited the shop and ran towards them with an umbrella. Opening for Harry to get under it, another came for Morgan but she refused by stepping away. Harry saw it as a warning, ready to take her down, if necessary. Throwing her handcuffed hands up, to let him know that she wasn't going anywhere but wanted a moment in the rain. Giving it to her, but only just.
"Get in." Harry demanded as Morgan with hesitation. Slowly walking up the stairs and entering through the door. She could only assume was the shop owner, was in the entrance, waiting for them to come through to lock the door.
Guiding her through the shop, she heard a male voice coming towards them.
Harry knew who it was. Shoving her through the corridor, he took her in the a large room, with a long table and chairs. It appeared to be a meeting room of some sort, shutting the door and locking her in.
"Galahad!" the voice called out, he knew it was Merlin and the tone was no where near calm. Turning the corner, he saw Galahad, "Where is she?" Merlin said as he felt the anger rise.
She was here. The women, who started it all and was ready to finish it.
"Where is she?"
"Hold on a-"
"Where is she?"
"You're not going to see her until you calm down."
In the room, Morgan sat down on a chair, she could hear two men talking. It was a muffled and hard to understand, but from the tone, she knew it wasn't going to be good. Observing the room, it was as to be expected of every posh British style store, but with a flare. Morgan didn't care too much for the details, she was more concerned about what they were going to do to her. Shaking her leg, she placed her hands in between her thighs. Dripping wet from the rain. A headache was forming and it wasn't just normal headaches, this was going to turn into a migraine. Closing her eyes she tried to relax her mind but it was hard when she was shaking. They found her and now, someone wanted a piece of her. Her breathing became more and more rapid when she heard the sound of two men arguing, closing in on the room.
The door had slammed wide open, making her jump from the chair and on to her feet. A man, whom she had seen, only once, came in and had his sight set on her. Harry following Merlin from behind, trying to calm him.
As he looked around the room, he saw her. Now, there was something he wasn't expecting. He expected a women, a full women, but she looked so young! How could this be? This was the culprit. The pain in his ass.
Morgan watched them carefully, Harry especially but he wasn't as tense as Merlin.
"Is this-" Merlin said but Harry cut him short, "Behave, mate." he warned him.
"Sit." Galahad instructed her but Morgan refused, "I won't repeat myself-"
"I'll stand next to the fire, I'm freezing." she told him as she stayed still.
Merlin was standing in front of the Piccadilly Hacker, with his hands in his pockets. The one whom humiliated him and even teased him. Always one for justice and doing things the right way, but this time, it seemed almost personal. Slowly walking to this women, who was much shorter than him, her clothes were wet and dirty, the cut on her cheek, on her eyebrow, a bruise was forming around her neck, and on the side of her head. One lens of her glasses were broken and was askew, she was shaking, not from the rain, but the fear.
Harry watched them two, "Merlin." he called to him. No response. Morgan refused to look at both men but Merlin couldn't take his eyes off of her.
"Is this her?" Merlin asked Harry, to make sure he had it right. Harry nodded in response.
Looking back at her, this was not what he had in mind. Taking another step towards her she took one back. She seemed, almost innocent.
It wasn't until she raised her eyes and gave a faint smile, "Hello, Jonathan." she quietly said. Hearing his name coming from her mouth was almost insulting. And that smile and glint in her eye. No women had ever made him this angry.
Merlin dashed to grab her but she was quick to move back, rolling on the table she made it to the other side. Making Merlin run around to get her, "How dare you?" he yelled at her.
Morgan, did her best to move away as Harry ran to him to hold him back, "You broke my security codes like it was walk in the park!" he yelled at her, as he tried to press Harry off of him.
Still Morgan didn't say a word as she tried to open the door to leave but it was locked.
Merlin shoved Harry to the ground and continued to move for Morgan.
"Jon, calm yourself!" Harry stood up to get him.
Morgan was going to be trapped if she didn't move way from the door, as she tried to run he managed to grab her arm and slam her against the wall. Trying to hold her arms that were already handcuffed, she did her best to fight him, even with the restrictions. Using her legs to kick him and moving away. Merlin didn't care that she was a women, he punched her when she blocked and she punched back. The fight was not fair for her but she made it work.
They caught each other in different places, she got punched on the rib, where she had fallen making her flinch; thinking he had her he let his guard down. Morgan quickly grabbed on to his colour of his shirt, gripped it hard as she jumped up and placed her legs around his waist. Then pushed his chest back and forced his head to come straight for hers, giving him a headbutt. Causing Merlin's glasses to break, knocking him unconscious that he fell, taking Morgan with him. Both bodies hit the floor as she laid on his chest. Morgan growled, "Rule number one, always keep your hands up." as she tried to rub her head and moved away from him, she started feeling a migraine as she curled up in a ball.