Going outta town for a couple days so here's something to tide you over... Again, I don't own anything but my character Alex. Enjoy ;)
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"He shot him, point blank... Right in front of me," Alex said as the images of the grisly murder replayed in her mind. The eerie sound of the bullet breaking through Wade's forehead would forever haunt her, as well as the fountain of blood pooling around his lifeless body. Finn's actions scarred her once before and now as she was going into detail with Jon about that fateful night.
"Did he give a reason?"
She nodded. "Something about this guy betraying him... And to teach me a lesson. If I kept seeing you, he'd kill me just like he did his friend."
"What happened after that?"
She groaned and he could tell she was tense. He suspected the worst. "Does it happen a lot?"
She nodded. "I don't have a choice. Apparently I'm their property... Finn and his boss."
Jon shook his head. "No. They're never comin' around you again while I'm around," he reassured her.
"Jon... These guys are ruthless. If anything, they're looking for me and if they find out I'm talking to you or even stepped foot inside this place, I'm dead," she panicked.
He placed his hands on her trembling ones, their eyes locking. "That's not happening, Alex... Believe me."
"What am I supposed to do?" She whispered.
He shrugged, leaning back in his chair. "Well... Looks like you're a pretty valuable asset in this case... My case. So you're staying close to me."
"How? They know where I live... If they don't know you live there by now, it won't take them long to find out."
"I know a place," he reassured her. "If they're out looking for you, the last place you need to be is at home. You come with me and I'll make sure you're safe... All I ask is you help me out, tell me everything you know so we can get these assholes locked up, off the streets so they can't touch you ever again."
If she agreed, she would be signing her life away if the Irish ever found out. As for Colby, she was determined to somehow notify him of the heat surrounding the Irish... She felt like she owed it to him.
"How long is Kylie with her dad for?" Jon asked.
"Till this blows over... Just in case."
"Okay."
"Jon," she started, "I know you wanna do this... But I can't let you. I'm not letting this shit take over your life."
He chuckled. "Too late, sweetheart. This is what I do for a living, remember?"
"I know... But I'm responsible if something happens to you or Cameron."
"Nothing you're gonna say is gonna convince me otherwise, just so you know."
He was right. She felt defeated as she nodded her head, finally accepting his offer. "Okay... Where are we going?"
They were far away from their neighborhood in a place Alex never heard of.
It was a suburb called Vinewood just outside of the city. It was the perfect diversion, hiding out in Jon's old house he once shared with his ex-wife. They hadn't come to terms on selling the place, which worked in their favor. It was somewhat furnished and a call over to a buddy at water and electric had it running in no time.
Alex had just stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around her body as she wiped the condensation from the mirror over head the sink. Staring back at her exhausted reflection, she sighed. She looked horrible. The stress of the last month had really taken a toll on her, and it was only down hill from there.
Before she stepped foot inside the shower she walked past a bedroom Jon occupied, talking to his friend and partner Joe... And he was insisting on Jon convincing Alex to play along as bait.
She thought about the idea, running through everything in her head... Maybe it was the only way she could get out of this. She could play nice with The Irish and inform Colby at the same time. But Jon was completely against it.
"No," was his flat out answer.
She didn't blame him. She'd been threatened by Finn and left brutalized by two mysterious men because of her initial involvement... He couldn't imagine what would happen if they found out she was a snitch.
But if she could get out of this relationship with The Irish then it was worth a try... So she made her way to the bedroom.
"Jon?" She called out, clutching her towel against her chest as she slowly pushed open the door. He sat on the bed, his hands behind his head and his eyes closed. He groaned, his eyes opening slowly. He watched as she made her way towards him, slipping into the space beside him. Her towel covered body pressed against him and he immediately wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close.
The feeling of her skin against his fingers was enough to make him forget everything but this moment. Her lips found his and for the first time in weeks they collided, the electric feel surging through both their bodies.
"Thank you... For everything," she breathed.
He nodded, his hands on either sides of her cheeks as he deepened the kiss. She couldn't resist throwing her towel to the ground and letting his hands run wild, both willing to forget this mess of a situation for somewhat the rest of the night.
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"What makes you think Wyatt actually took Becky and Alex?" Finn gritted, his hands balked at his sides as he paced around Sheamus's office.
"You doubting my judgment?" Sheamus couldn't help but laugh, ready to dismiss any of Finn's crazy accusations.
"He was the one that happened to find Becky's hair... Not us when we came here."
"Could be as simple as that... He just found it?"
A frustrated Finn kicked over an empty chair, his blood boiling over and his top lip trembling. "This is bullshit... I need to know where she is."
"Calm down Balor."
"What if Colby had something to do with this? He was the one who found Becky's hair for Christ sakes..."
"Why the hell would he be stupid enough to do something like that?"
Finn stared right at him. "No offence, but I've had Alex night after night. Maybe he got tired knowing I was the only one fucking her. I know I would."
Sheamus couldn't help but chuckle. "Told ya you had a thing for her."
A thing wasn't even the right word to describe these feelings taking over Finn, but he settled. "What if I do... And what if he planned all this to take her away... From me?"
"What about Becky?"
Finn shrugged. "He needed some kind of diversion."
"Jesus Christ, Finn..." Sheamus mumbled. "Do you know how crazy this sounds?"
"You taught me never to trust anyone who isn't us."
"We changed," Sheamus shrugged.
"I still don't trust him. Since we went into business with him it's been nothing but trouble... Feds, supposedly Wyatt comin' after us and Barrett ratting... Becky and Alex disappearing. What if he's trying to take us down by using our weaknesses against us?"
"Then he's a stupid man, Finn... And you already knows what happens when people defile you or me."
"We cuttin' him loose?" Finn asked.
But Sheamus shook his head, a sick grin spread across his face. "Not before I pull the rug right from under him. You know it's funny that you brought this up... This whole thing with The Wyatts started because of him. It's like he's been the target and we're just bein' dragged along for the ride. I'm done with it Finn... And this situation with Becky and Alex is the final straw."
"If we find Alex, she's coming with me... I'll see to that. Lopez won't have anything left, Sheamus," Finn muttered.
Sheamus chuckled, standing from his chair to pour them a glass of whisky. "I like the way you think, Finn... You know, one day you'll take over everything I've created."
They nodded in agreement, Finn waking over to the bar top while Sheamus poured them a couple glasses of Irish whiskey. The two clung their glasses together, completely unaware that their conversation was being overheard by an infuriated Colby and Alberto standing outside the door way.
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"I heard you talking to your partner," Alex said, her head nuzzled against Jon's shoulder.
"What'd you hear?"
"What if we could use her? Like actually use her?" Joe asked.
"What the hell do you mean?" Jon mumbled, staring down at his phone emanating Joe's voice through the speaker.
"We can send her in, get as much information as she can and she can report back to us."
"This isn't 007... She's no Bond girl."
"But we're DEA and she knows The Irish better then we do at this point... We can use her."
"No," Jon said, not like he even wanted to ponder around Joe's insane suggestion. "I told her she's here cause I'm trying to keep her safe, man... Last thing I wanna do is put her back in the line of fire, cause then it's on me."
"Jon, think about this case... We're close to busting these guys and finding King. Just think about it-"
"No."
"Could I be useful?" She asked carefully.
He tensed and she straightened her back to sit beside him, wondering how this was going to play out.
"That's not the point."
"So I could be useful?"
He didn't answer her. He knew where she was going with this as if Joe's words convinced her.
"I'm not asking you to do that," he said.
"But I'm offering... If I can help, then I will. It's the only way I can get out of this, Jon. You know that."
She was serious. She wanted to help. And she wanted to warn Colby... Maybe he'd get his ass out of this partnership before the law came crashing down. She did owe it to him.
"You serious about this?"
She nodded. "I need to do something... I can't hide out forever."
Jon sighed heavily. "There's no going back if you do."
"I know... But the future isn't lookin' too bright if I don't do something," she said quietly.
As much as he wanted to protest against everything she was saying, Joe was right. They could use her, even if the thought of these men touching her drove him insane.