Escaping Ireland 9/11
Title: Escaping Ireland
Author: Hollie_1201
Pairing: Emma Muller & Jennifer Hartmann, Sinead & Aisling and Bo & Kenzi (Lost Girl)
Rating: M
Summary: Jenny goes to a rehab clinic in Ireland and Emma hires two people to break her out.
Word Count: 4,088
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the characters Aisling and Sinead.
Authors Note: Thanks to my wonderful beta rahelsc for checking this for me. Please leave comments as they are wonderful to read. Feedback is also great as well. If you have any ideas you want in this fic, suggest them and I may add them. I would also love to greatly thank I Am Leggings for all the Irish help she provided for this chapter.
( Part 1) ( Part 2) ( Part 3) ( Part 4) ( Part 5) ( Part 6) ( Part 7) ( Part 8) ( Part 10) ( Part 11)
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A loud echoing bang filled the room as the gun was fired. Jenny, Aisling and Sinead looked behind them and as if it were in slow motion, they saw the bullet leave the gun, disturbing the air around it as it sped close to them, Sinead screamed as it missed her by a few centimetres, her heart beating a mile a minute as she jumped back.
“Jesus,” Aisling said loudly, thankful Sinead wasn’t hit as she swiftly held her dart gun up and shot the security man as he fired his gun once more.
They turned and ran as the bullet hit Jenny, grazing her arm. She ran fast, out the door, adrenaline pumping through her veins as the wound left by the bullet went unnoticed by her.
Rounding the corner of the building they saw two security details enter through the front gates, leaving them wide open. They split in two different directions as big, armed men came towards them as they ran.
They were seen by the men but before they could say anything Aisling shot them with her dart gun, they immediately fell to the ground as the drug inside the darts knocked them out.
“Nice one,” Jenny said, as they ran towards the open gates, their original plan forgotten as instinct took over.
The three brunettes ran down the street as they heard footsteps getting closer and closer to them. Jenny looked over her shoulder, seeing two security men advance on them.
“They’re following us,” Jenny yelled, running faster, ahead of Aisling and Sinead.
The rounded the corner as they heard guns being loaded. The moon above was shining bright in the night sky, casting enough light for them to be easily seen.
The three girls ran as fast as they could, ignoring the men behind them who were yelling at them to surrender.
More bullets flew past them, missing them by inches as all three screamed. Aisling was quick with her dart gun, shooting the bigger man as he dropped to the ground, trying to pull the dart out of his unprotected shoulder. She tried to shoot the other man but the dart gun had no darts left.
“Shit,” Aisling swore under her breath, gripping Sinead’s hand, running for their lives.
Jenny was slightly ahead of them, her longer legs giving her an advantage over the two shorter Irish girls.
The heavy breaths of the security officer who was chasing them got louder and louder. Sinead and Aisling caught up with Jenny, still gripping onto each other’s hands as they ran. This wasn’t the first time they had been in a situation like this but it was Jenny’s first time and the excitement of it was so new and exhilarating to her.
Jenny felt a large sweaty hand grab the back of her sweater, yanking her as she spun around.
“Got you,” the officer said, smirking at her.
“I don’t think so,” Jenny said, placing a well aimed kick into his groin, his hand released her as she kneed him in the stomach.
The man toppled to the ground, before he started to get back up again. Jenny ran behind him, kicking him where it hurt, really hard, once more.
The man let out a howl of pain as he grabbed his nether regions, wishing the pain away as the three girls ran away as fast as they could.
Jenny, Sinead and Aisling ran for another half hour, through the quiet alleyways and backstreets of Dublin, trying to avoid getting caught, in case they were being followed.
Jenny stopped and leaned against the brick wall, taking in deep breaths, trying to get a normal breathing pattern back as she felt herself start to tire. Sinead joined her, leaning next to her as she gripped her stomach.
“Are you both alright?” Aisling asked; concern evident in her voice.
“I think so,” Jenny replied.
“I don’t think you are,” Aisling said, noticing blood on Jenny’s sweater, pointing to it.
“It’s only a graze, I’ll be fine, nothing to worry about,” Jenny said, shrugging it off.
Aisling walked over to Jenny and pulled the sleeve of her jumper up, revealing a small bullet graze. “It looks like the bleeding has stopped, which is good,” she said, pulling the sleeve down.
“I think it’s your partner you should be more worried about at the moment,” Jenny told Aisling, directing her to Sinead who was still leaning against the wall, clutching her stomach.
“Sinead, are you alright?” Aisling asked her, removing the hair stuck to her face.
“I’ll be fine,” she said, grimacing as she clutched her stomach once more.
“You’re not fine either,” Aisling said, worried, removing Sinead’s arm from around her stomach and lifting her shirt up to inspect her stomach. She ran her hand softly over Sinead’s flat stomach, the smaller girl flinching as fingers ran below her ribcage.
“I think I still haven’t recovered properly from that thing Bo done to me three days ago. I feel weak again,” Sinead said, leaning forward, resting her head on Aisling’s shoulder as Aisling wrapped her arms around her girl.
“We rest for ten minutes before we get moving again, okay?” Aisling asked, the other two agreeing with her.
It was four in the morning; thick dark clouds now covered the sky. Bo and Kenzi pulled up outside of the abandoned shopping lot, scanning the area for the three brunettes. They waited for a good ten minutes before the back doors of the car opened and three exhausted girls got in.
“Sorry we couldn’t get here any sooner, had to do some massive cleaning up,” Bo said, driving off. “I’m going to drive the long way back to your place and back track on some roads to make sure we aren’t being followed.”
They had been driving for fifteen minutes; the steady motion of the car moving had put Kenzi and Sinead to sleep. Kenzi was leaning against the window in the passenger’s seat, her breath leaving fog marks on it. Sinead was lying down on the backseat, her head resting in Aisling’s lap as Aisling softly ran her fingers through the girl’s hair.
“Why did you break me out of the centre?” Jenny asked, already with a slight idea of why.
“Emma must have found out about Sinead and I somehow and she rang us up, asking if we would break you out of the centre. We agreed to do it on one condition...”
“And that condition was what exactly?” Jenny asked, raising her eyebrow at the girl sitting next to her.
“The condition was that she would have to get rid of Bea for us...”
“Wait, hold up. My girlfriend killed Miss Vogel to get me back, what were you thinking when you told her she had to do that?” Jenny asked, he voice getting louder.
“Please be quiet,” Aisling said, pointing to the two sleeping figures. “Emma didn’t kill her. Bea is alive and well. I’ve always had a grudge against Bea. She said some awful things to me when I was child which hurt me a lot. Sinead helped me realise that what I had asked Emma to do was wrong. The thing is, when I came to that realisation Emma had already started to get rid of Bea. She had her locked in a cabin with no heating during a snow storm. She did go back and save her the next day...”
“Oh, thank God, she would probably be a mess by now if she had killed anyone,” Jenny said, sighing in relief. “So how am I going to get back to Cologne?” Jenny asked, finishing the conversation about Bea.
“You will hide away with Sinead and Aisling for the rest of today while Kenzi and I make sure no one is looking for you. Then at 1:00 am we leave and head down to Schull in West Cork. We have arranged travel with a captain of boat which is stopping by Germany. It will take five hours to reach the pier, so make sure you are well rested before we leave. We should make it there by six in the morning and the captain said he is leaving at seven so that gives us an hour to smuggle the three of you on the boat.”
“Wait, they’re coming with me?” Jenny asked, shocked.
“Of course we are. We promised Emma we would get you back to her safely and we plan on seeing it out until the end,” Aisling said, her hands resting on Sinead’s sleeping form.
Thirty minutes had gone by before they reached Lucan, Bo being positive they weren’t being followed by anyone. She pulled up behind the abandoned lot of apartment buildings, placing the car in park. It was almost five in the morning and everyone was tired. Jenny started to stir from the light sleep she was in as Aisling woke Sinead up.
The three girls got out of the car, looking to the sky, the sun had started to rise behind the dark grey clouds which threatened to spill at any moment.
“Let’s head inside,” Aisling said, pulling the keys from her pocket, opening the door.
They made their way inside and into the elevator, pressing the button, ascending to the fourth floor. Getting out, Aisling lead them to the apartment they occupied. Entering it, Jenny looked around at her surroundings. There were many bookcases lines with locked containers, no doubt hiding something inside them.
“We have a bed set up for you in the spare room if you would like to go sleep,” Aisling said, leading Jenny out of the lounge room, into the hall and to the room as Sinead went to go get changed into her pyjamas. “The bathroom is at the end of the hall, near your room, you can’t miss it and if you want to clean the bullet graze, feel free to use anything in there.”
“Thank you,” Jenny told her, as she walked into the bedroom and lay on the bed, falling asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
Aisling walked into the room next to Jenny’s which she shared with Sinead; it was lit only by a small lamp on the bedside table. She got changed into her pyjamas and walked over to the bed, getting in. She reached over and turned the lamp off. Lying on her back, she felt Sinead roll over and nuzzle into her side, draping an arm over her midsection. Aisling pulled the quilt up, as the soft even breaths from Sinead lulled her to sleep.
It was lunch time when Jenny awoke. She sat up in bed and rubbed her eyes, removing the sleep which had formed there before getting up and heading to the bathroom. She carefully removed her sweater and inspected the bullet graze. ‘Thank God it’s tiny; I do need to clean it though, so much blood. Hmmm, where do they keep the towels around here,’ Jenny thought, exiting the bathroom.
She walked the length of the hall and back, entering the bedroom again. She looked around and noticed a large white cupboard in the corner of the room, ‘I swear that wasn’t there before,’ she thought, opening it up and finding the towels. She grabbed a small towel and a large towel from it, closing it softly not to wake anyone up.
On her way out of the room, she noticed her bag sitting in the corner. Placing it on the bed, she took out a change of clothes and headed back to the bathroom. Going to the sink, Jenny took her shirt off and inspected her arm again. Once the wound was clean it didn’t look bad at all, ‘looks just like a little scrape but smaller and going in a line across my arm.’
The brunette quickly showered and got dressed before making her way into the lounge room. Getting a good look at the room, it looked well lived in, except for the boarded up windows which only let a minimal amount of sunlight in. She slowly made her way around it, Jenny looked at the various books in the bookshelves; she picked up the locked cases and shook them slightly to see if she could tell what was inside.
Out of the corner of her eye she noticed a dusty photo frame sitting on top of the cabinet near the lounge. She walked over to it and picked it up, removing the fine layer of dust covering the picture. It was of two young, brown haired girls with their arms wrapped around each other, one who she guessed to be Aisling was in a summer, knee length, aqua green dress and the other, Sinead, was in a light blue dress. ‘They don’t look much older than ten or eleven, in this picture, so cute though. They are almost dressed the same,’ Jenny thought, smiling as she placed it back on the cabinet.
“Morning,” she heard Aisling say, coming into the lounge room.
“Good afternoon,” Jenny replied.
Aisling lazily walked over to where Jenny was and looked at the photo, “That’s Sinead and I at my twelfth birthday,” she told Jenny, before walking into the kitchen. “Would you like anything to eat or drink? We should have coffee somewhere if Sinead hasn’t drunk it all,” she asked, opening up the cupboard, retrieving two bowls and a box of cereal.
“Would you like some cereal?” Aisling asked Jenny, holding up a box of corn flakes.
“Sounds good,” Jenny replied, smiling at the girl.
Aisling placed two bowls of cereal on the table along with two glasses of orange juice. They sat and ate breakfast in silence.
Jenny glanced at the clock on the wall and it read 2:15 pm.
“Is Sinead still asleep?” Jenny asked, making conversation.
“Yeah, Bo did some weird thing to her a few days ago and she’s still not okay even if she insists she is.”
“I saw all of that go down, I was in the library, reading when I heard the commotion. It looked rather painful.”
“I think it was; Sinead could barely stay awake after it. So is this Emma girl your girlfriend?”
“Yes, Emma is my girlfriend, just like I’m guessing Sinead is yours.”
“Yeah, she’s my girl,” Aisling said, with a big smile on her face, blushing slightly.
“I wish I could talk to Emma,” Jenny said, sighing.
“If you would like, you can ring her,” Aisling said, retrieving the phone from the kitchen.
“That would be awesome,” Jenny said, waiting as Aisling dialled Emma’s phone, handing it to her.
Jenny placed the phone to her ear and listened to it ringing, watching Aisling walk into the hallway giving her privacy.
“Hello.”
“Hello, Emma, it’s me...”
“Oh my God, Jenny, it’s so good to hear your voice, I love you, I miss you, I just want you back home with me. It’s been horrible without you here and I...”
“Emma, please calm down. I’ll be home very soon.”
“Okay, okay, calming down. I love you Jenny.”
“I love you too, Emma.”
“How is it over there, are you being treated well?”
“It’s always raining over here and yes I’m being treated very well. For criminals Sinead and Aisling are so warm and caring. It’s a bit off putting.”
“At least they rescued you from that place.”
“Yes, they did and I will be forever thankful to you and them.”
“I have to go now Jenny. Mum just got home with the shopping and no matter how much I would love to stay here and talk with you forever and ever, Mum will have my head if I don’t help.”
“Okay then beautiful, I love you.”
“I love you too, Jenny,” Emma said, hanging up the phone.
Jenny sighed, placing the phone back on the table. She joined Sinead and Aisling on the lounge, sitting opposite them, looking at them.
“So, are we just going to sit around here all day?” Jenny asked.
“Yep,” Sinead said, nuzzling into Aisling, still tired.
“I was actually going to head out to the shops to grab some snacks, it should take about a day to reach Germany by boat and I would rather avoid being hungry,” Aisling said.
“That sounds smart,” Sinead said, yawning.
“Any snack food you enjoy, Jenny?” Aisling asked her.
“Anything will do,” she replied.
Around four in the afternoon, Aisling returned with two bags of groceries. She washed and packed away some apples and grapes, taking an assortment of cakes out of the bag, placing them on the counter.
“We have muffins, custard slice and doughnuts,” Jenny said, looking at the food.
“And we also have some chocolate chip cookies, biscuits and some Tayto’s,” Aisling replied, placing them neatly next to the cakes.
“Tayto’s?” Jenny questioned.
“They are Aisling’s favourite type of crisps,” Sinead replied, coming into the lounge room, her hair wet.
“Oh,” was all Jenny replied with, sitting on the lounge.
“Jenny, have you got all your stuff organised? We need to be packed and ready to leave in a little under nine hours. Aisling, you may want to go get some stuff together as well. Remember you need enough for at least three to four days,” Sinead said, walking into the kitchen, pouring a cup of coffee for herself.
It was just before 1:00 am when they made their way downstairs with their bags and snacks. They didn’t have to wait long, Bo pulled up outside of the building as they ushered into the backseat of the car. Jenny was on the left, Aisling in the middle and Sinead on the right.
They drove in silence, Jenny softly sang along to Lovefool which was playing on the radio. After the song finished the car went silent once more.
“So... Jenny, tell me something about yourself, I haven’t been paying much attention to life details, but I’m shit bored right now,” Kenzi said, flicking through the radio channels.
“I don’t know what to tell you. I’m nineteen, live in Cologne and have the best girlfriend in the whole entire world. Emma is amazing; she’s everything I could have asked for plus more,” Jenny said, smiling as she thought of Emma.
“You're all a bunch of lesbians,” Kenzi said, throwing her arms up in defeat.
“Really?” Jenny questioned.
“Yes, there is you; you have Emma. Bo here has Lauren. Sinead and Aisling are totally obvious...”
“Hey,” Aisling said, snapping at Kenzi.
“Tell me then, am I wrong?”
Aisling mumbled something under her breath as Kenzi looked at her, expecting an answer.
“So, I’m waiting for an answer sugar-pie,” Kenzi said, turning around in her seat.
Sinead looked at Aisling, waiting for an answer as well.
Aisling looked to Sinead and smiled before answering, “No, you’re not wrong.”
“Well, see, a bunch of lesbians,” Kenzi said, plopping back down in her seat, unwrapping a lollipop.
They drove in silence once again, it was almost half past three and they were all still awake, feeling a mixture of nervousness, excitement and anticipation.
“What I would like to know is why you two, Bo and Kenzi, were at the centre for?” Jenny asked.
“Just investigating a lead, has proven to be rather useless and a waste of time so far,” Bo said, giving no hint to the fact that that wasn’t their real mission there.
“Oh, okay,” Jenny said, turning to the two girls next to her. “So how did you two become criminals?”
“That’s a good question,” Kenzi said, sitting up straight.
“It’s none of your business,” Aisling said, crossing her arms.
“Don’t make me put all our lives in danger, I will do it and use my touch power if you don’t tell us why,” Bo said, smirking.
“Fine,” Sinead said, not wanting to experience it again. “It was back in October 2005, we were both sixteen years old. It was a Saturday night and we decided to go to the museum, a lot of other people where there, mostly shady looking men. We were looking at a massive jewel, it was emerald, said to be worth almost a million dollars in the States. A group of men were next to us and one of them knocked into me, pushing me forward and I ended up slightly touching the rope. The alarm sounded and then one of the men stole the jewel. They started to yell at us, saying that we had stolen it. The security man then came and started to chase after us, we were scared so we ran away as fast as we could even though we knew we did nothing wrong.”
“Oh man, that sucks,” Kenzi said, softly.
“It does,” Jenny said, “It still doesn’t tell me how you became criminals though.”
“About three months after it all happened we found the place we are staying in now. The landlord of the building found us there and threatened to call the Guards. We told him we would do anything for him if he let us stay. He said his son was wrongly imprisoned and if we broke him out of a juvenile detention centre he would let us stay there for as long as we wanted and he would supply water and electricity until we ring him and say we are moving out. I guess that is how it all started,” Aisling said, summing it up.
“So wait, you’re actually not the bad guys?” Kenzi asked, shocked.
“No, we only help people if the person they want us to help is innocent. We would never help someone who has done something wrong,” Sinead said, hoping to get her point across.
“Wow,” was all Jenny said, looking out the window.
They fell into a comfortable silence once more. They drove for another hour, Kenzi had drifted off to sleep as Jenny watched the scenery pass by. Aisling was also asleep with her head on Sinead’s shoulder as she watched the scenery as well.
They drove for another hour and a half; the sun was starting to rise as they pulled into a side street near the pier, behind another car.
They exited the car, Bo and Kenzi walked in front of the three brunettes making sure the path in front of them was clear. They passed some old brick houses as the long pier came into view. It was about eighty meters in length and at the end of it was a large ship, the crew hauling containers up the ramp and into the aft section of its hull.
Jenny, Aisling and Sinead were all nervous as they walked the streets in broad daylight, a Garda car drove past them dropping some Guards off near the pier. They walked over to one of the small vessels on the side of the pier, talking to the crew. The five girls stopped walking as they saw a group of Guards ahead of them. Jenny turned around and walked back a few metres, she started to examine the flower bush that was there, paying close attention to it as one of the Guards walked passed her.
Sinead pulled Aisling around the side of the building they were standing by. Three Guards started to enter from the other direction. Sinead moved Aisling into a small alcove made by the back entrance of the building being bricked off. Sinead brought Aisling’s lips down to her own, kissing her softly. She ran her hands gently along the back of her neck, making her moan as her tongue ran softly along her bottom lip. Aisling parted her lips and allowed access, kissing Sinead back passionately.
They were brought out of their peaceful bliss by the sound of Kenzi fake gagging. They broke apart and looked at Kenzi who was standing in front of them with Bo and Jenny standing behind her.
“You two are totally adorable,” Bo said, smiling with her hand on her heart. Jenny nodded in agreement.
“So, um, let’s get going, shall we?” Sinead asked, blushing, looking over to Aisling who was a rather bright shade of red.
They checked for the Guards, seeing none in sight, they made their way down the pier carrying their bags on their backs. Bo walked ahead and started to talk to the captain who then ushered for Jenny, Sinead and Aisling to follow him.
They boarded the boat, looking back to see Bo and Kenzi walk away, heading back down the pier. The captain ushered them along once more, opening the door to the lower decks of the boat.
To be continued...