Escaping Ireland 2/11
Title: Escaping Ireland
Author: Hollie_1201
Pairing: Emma Muller & Jennifer Hartmann, Spoony & I am Leggings (JemmaNation) Bo & Kenzi (Lost Girl)
Rating: PG
Summary: Jenny goes to a rehab clinic in Ireland and Emma hires two people to break her out.
Word Count: 3,134
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Authors Note: Please comment. I am still unsure about this fic so your comments will either mean the continuation of this fic or the end of it. Thanks to my amazing beta rahelsc once again. For the people wondering on pronunciation of the names, Sinead is pronounced 'Shih-naid' and Aisling is pronounced 'Ash-ling'.
( Part 1) ( Part 3) ( Part 4) ( Part 5) ( Part 6) ( Part 7) ( Part 8) ( Part 9) ( Part 10) ( Part 11)
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Manic laughter echoed through the empty apartment building as the two brunettes couldn’t contain themselves; Leggings was laughing so hard barely any sound came from her at times. Tears were present in both their eyes as they tried to wipe them away while trying to control their laughter as breathing became a necessity.
Spoony was first to control her laughter enough to speak as she moved over to the lounge and sat down, leaning against the arm rest.
“Aisling, come sit and tell me what you want done with Bea,” Spoony said looking at the taller girl whose face was turning red.
Leggings made her way over to the couch holding the image of Bea in her right hand. She laid down resting her head in Spoony’s lap as she breathed in even breaths to stop herself from laughing any more than she already had. Spoony ran her fingers through her long hair softly as she asked about Bea. She knew of her but didn’t know the full story as to why Leggings was holding such a strong grudge.
“Do you remember that time back in our first year of high school when we had an English and Math workshop?” Spoony nodded her head as she stopped running her fingers through Leggings’ hair. “She was one of the teachers there; well she was a student teacher. I had her for the Math part of it. She asked me something and I didn’t know the answer to her question. She then proceeded to make a mockery out of me in front of the whole group and brought me up as an example to her other groups. I spent the rest of the day trying not cry for how bad she made me feel. She’s a total cow and has mentioned me a few times since then during various workshops. It still makes me feel like shit,” Leggings said scrunching the image in her hand as she threw it across the room.
Spoony resumed running her fingers through Leggings hair trying to calm her. She knew how Leggings got when she was angry about something and she didn’t want that to happen right now, it was too early.
“What do you want done with her, Love?” Spoony took hold of Leggings right hand and placed a soft kiss on it, hoping she would calm down a little.
“I was thinking that since Bea teaches in Emma’s school we get Emma to dispose of her in a ‘this looks totally natural and accidental’ way. It shouldn’t be too hard since Bea must trust her,” Leggings said squeezing Spoony’s hand which was still in her own.
“You know we are not killers, Aisling. I get where you are coming from but isn’t it a bit too much,” the shorter brunette asked getting prepared for the explosion which would most likely follow. ‘So much for getting her to stay calm,’ she thought to herself.
Leggings jumped up from the lounge and glared down at Spoony, she was angry. Spoony rolled her eyes and got up from her sitting position making her way over to the slightly taller brunette. Leggings backed away; Spoony stopped in her tracks her blue eyes locking with Leggings’ brown.
“We will not be doing any of the killing Sinead. The Emma girl can hire someone to do it for her for all I care; just as long as she’s gone forever. How is this any different from that time you got someone to shoot a detective in return for getting his brother out of jail? If I remember correctly; I’m pretty sure the detective ended up dying but that didn’t make you a killer now; did it?” Leggings voice got louder as she brought up past experiences with clients.
Spoony walked over to Leggings ignoring the death stare she was receiving as she placed both of her hands on the younger girls warm rose coloured cheeks, instantly feeling her relax into her touch as her brown eyes lost the angry fire they held within them.
“Okay Aisling, if you really want this then I’ll ring Emma after we go scout out the area and tell her of the price,” Spoony said pulling her into a hug and kissing her on the temple as Leggings breathed out and shivered slightly while melting into her girl’s touch.
“Let’s get ready to survey the area sweetie, you may want to grab a jacket too, I can feel you shivering,” Spoony said rubbing the other girl’s back before releasing her from the hug.
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The lunch room was busy as people crowded around the serving tables; collecting their share of food before sitting down and enjoying their meal. Jenny sat at a table in the corner of the room near the open window. She moved the food around on her plate with her plastic fork taking small bites occasionally.
She thought back to Cologne; to where home was. She kept on thinking about Emma and how much she missed her beautiful girlfriend. ‘I really wish I could be with Emma right now, I miss her so much. My heart feels like it wants to break in half. It’s so hard here; I have no one and all the people look at me weirdly. I just want to go home; I just want to hold Emma in my arms once more. I have to be strong and brave though, I have to find a way out of here even if it means escaping in the middle of the night. I have to get back to Emma no matter what, I need her and she needs me,” Jenny was brought out of her thoughts by someone talking to her.
“Hello, excuse me, may I please sit here?” A red headed Scottish girl asked her.
“Of course you may. Hello, my name is Jenny,” she said offering her hand out to the girl with a fake smile on her face.
“Cassidy,” the girl said shaking her hand.
Jenny gazed out of the window, the grey clouds in the sky mirrored her feelings as she sat there getting lost in thought once more, ‘Maybe I should start collecting some stuff for when I breakout, I’m going to need the basics of food and water, maybe something to help me pull of the casing to the control panel for the automatic doors,’ Jenny strummed her fingers on the table, her little finger hitting a plastic knife. She looked at it as a small smile appeared on her face.
Jenny ate some of the potato and chicken off her plate while she formed a plan in her head. She didn’t want to look too obvious as she tried to take the knife without anyone noticing. She heard the screeching sound of chair being moved back, Cassidy had gotten up leaving her knife hidden under her napkin. Jenny took this as a sign, she looked around her and when she was sure no one was watching her she quickly took Cassidy’s plastic knife placing it up the sleeve of her giraffe sweater.
The brunette placed her cutlery on the plate, nodding her head at Cassidy as she walked past her and towards the bin disposing of her plate. She headed towards the door exiting the lunch room. She walked down the halls as calmly as she could; making her way back to her bedroom. Ahead of her she saw the familiar sight of Nurse Orla, her long blonde hair was pulled into a tight braid as she walked along the same corridor as her, clipboard in hand. ‘Breathe Jenny, breathe, don’t act suspicious at all,’ she thought to herself.
“Hello Jenny, how are you feeling today?” Orla asked her happily with a pleasant smile on her face.
“I’m doing well just a little tired; it may be from the jetlag. I think I may go take a quick nap,” she said smiling at the nurse as she continued down the corridor turning the corner and letting out the breath she had been holding. Jenny quickly walked the rest of the way to her bedroom; she opened the door and went inside. The brunette closed the door behind her as she rested her head on the cool wood sliding the knife out from the sleeve of her jumper; holding it in her hand.
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The older car drove down the long winding roads of Dublin as the dark grey clouds which were high in the sky looked as though they were going to burst open at any moment and cover the ground below. Green paddocks pasted them by as they drove to the south of the city. The car ride was mostly uneventful. They stopped at McDonald’s for a bathroom break as the coffee Spoony drank earlier was making its presence known and at a bakery to grab something to eat which didn’t come in the form of a liquid.
The car smoothed to a stop across the road from the drug centre; partially hidden by the hedges. It was starting to get dark as the storm clouds got heavier and thicker; casting a shadow on the ground below as it blocked the sun’s light. Leggings rolled down the driver’s side window and took the binoculars from Spoony and placed them in front of her eyes.
“From the front view there are two entrances; the main one up the staircase which leads to the glass windowed area and another one just off to the side of the staircase partially hidden in the first arch,” Leggings said as Spoony took down notes; climbing into the backseat; winding down the window as she took photographs of the facility. “The fence is obviously stone but we don’t know what’s on the other side of it, the gate is open and unmonitored and I see no security camera’s anywhere.”
They had gotten the outside building layout photographed and had taken down the relevant notes as a new fancy car pulled up behind them. In a panic they quickly wound up the windows and slid down in their seats, hiding from the people who exited it. An older man and woman dressed in expensive clothing walked past them; not noticing them as they talked about the progress they were hoping their son was making. The two brunettes sat back up properly watching the older couple as they walked through the open gates went up the staircase and opened the front door.
“I don’t see any types of security measures being taken with entering the main foyer, I find it very odd,” Leggings said as she watched the elderly couple through the binoculars. They nodded their heads at the busy receptionist as they opened the door leading into the facility.
They settled into a comfortable silence as they watched the surrounding area. It was 3:47pm; they had been there since just past 11:00am and nothing had really happened. Leggings started to get restless as she moved in her seat uncomfortably. She was pleasantly surprised by Spoony leaning over her and placing a soft kiss on her cheek; she smiled at her girlfriend and partner in crime as she saw her point to something.
There was a third entrance. A laundry lady appeared out of a door from the left side of the building, she was carrying a washing basket and went over to the clothes line and took off the few items of clothing before it started to rain. Leggings quickly wrote down the time she appeared while snapping up a few photographs including some images of the side entrance.
The laundry lady was greeted by two residents who were both wearing fuzzy slippers and pyjamas. The two residents made their way over and sat on the bench under the large tree by the front staircase. They looked as though they were talking about something secretive as their heads where close to each others; both men suspicious of the area around them. More photographs were taken as they were watched closely.
“They seem to be up to something, no one talks with their heads that close together unless they are trying to plan something,” Spoony said not moving her gaze from them; still leaning over Leggings, her hand resting across her shoulder.
“Sinead, sweetie, we do that all the time and we never plan anything that way; the only time we do is when we are on a mission. Most of the time we do it you’re being cute and adorable,” Leggings said making Spoony blush.
“Oh shush love, you do it too,” Spoony said smiling.
The two men sitting on the bench broke apart quickly. From the right hand side of the building two females walked out, a tall brunette lady with her hair up in a pony tail. She was wearing a tight fitting black shirt which read ‘security’ with trousers on and a belt containing various items including a taser gun. Leggings mouth fell open as she exclaimed how hot she was, receiving a punch in the arm from her girlfriend. ‘I totally deserved that,’ she thought to herself rubbing her arm as Spoony took some photographs of them.
The other girl with the tall brunette was slightly shorter and very slender. She had black hair with a fringe and very light blue eyes. The girl was wearing the same clothing as her companion but had jeans on instead of trousers. They walked the perimeter of the stone fence as the two men sitting on the bench went inside. Spoony was taking images of the security girls as Leggings wrote down the time and direction of the route they were taking.
The two security women exited the yard and entered the side alley just off to the left of the gate. From their place across the road in their car, hidden partially behind the bush they could see everything they were doing. The brunette leaned against the wall as the light blue eyed girl stood in front of her. Leggings wound down the window in hopes of being able to hear what they were saying.
“I checked out the basement and nothing, I did get this though,” The light blued eyed girl said twirling a ring around the top of her finger.
“Kenzi, what did I tell you before we left this morning?” The brunette crossed her arms, raising her eyebrow.
Spoony and Leggings looked at each other, “Canadian accents,” they said in unison.
“You said not to take anything as it may jeopardise our true missio....” The brunette cut her off placing her hand over Kenzi’s mouth before whispering to her. Leggings and Spoony couldn’t hear a thing anymore. They kept a close eye on the girls trying to get any information they could overhear from them whispering to each other.
Kenzi started to jump excitedly on the spot, she smiled at the brunette, wrapping her arms around her; hugging her, “Bo, this is why I love you,” she exclaimed happily; releasing her as they walked back inside of the complex and continued their security duties.
Spoony climbed into the front seat of the car from the back; her blue eyes locking with Leggings’ brown as they both were thinking the same thing, “true mission,” they said in unison a look of worry crossing both their faces.
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They had just finished their family dinner. The moon was high in the night sky as the stars twinkled beside it. Emma could hear her two older sisters, Madeline and Chloe, fighting over who had to wash the dishes and who had to dry them. The short haired blonde relaxed on the lounge and turned the television on.
She flicked through the channels looking for something interesting to watch as she crossed her legs under her. “Leave the Simpson’s on,” She heard her 12 year old brother say as he quickly made his way down the stairs and joined Emma on the lounge.
“Okay Sammy, have you seen this episode before?” Emma asked him as she ruffled his hair.
“I do think so, look Bart is going to do something awesome, quiet now,” Sammy said giving the television all his attention.
Emma watched the television show with her brother laughing occasionally at it and some of the funny commentary her older sisters were providing from the kitchen. Emma enjoyed spending time with her family but she missed Jenny and the blued eyed brunette was the only person who Emma could think of lately. She was on her mind all the time, even in her dreams.
The vibrating sounds coming from Emma’s phone on the table indicated an incoming phone call. She looked at the caller ID. It was ‘I am Spooning,’ she picked up her phone and ran up the stairs two at time to the sound of ‘oh, someone’s calling Emma; I wonder who it is,’ following behind her courtesy of her older sisters.
“Hello,” Emma said into the phone closing her bedroom door behind her.
“Hello, this is Leggings, I’m calling you to tell you we can break Jenny out of the clinic for a very high price,” The voice which spoke to her this time was softer and held a stronger Irish accent than the first person she talked to.
“Yes, tell me please, if it’s money, I don’t have a lot of it but I can get it,” Emma said nervously as she sucked in a breath and held it.
“No, no, we don’t want your money. The cost we are asking for is of a higher value to us than money,” Emma was getting worried now as she released the breath she was holding, the voice was very sweet sounding but the things she said scared her.
“Wha.... what do you want?” she stuttered, expecting them to ask her for a kidney.
“We want Bea, Bea Vogel. We know you know her. She teaches at your school. We want her gone, disposed of; to never be seen again. We don’t care how you do it, make it look like it was an accident you have one week if you agree. You can even hire someone to do it for you for all we care. Just get rid of her,” the voice was serious, Emma was scared. “Do you agree or not?”
“I agree,” Emma stated firmly. Never in a million years had she thought she would do this. Jenny meant the world to her; Emma would do anything for her, nothing or no one will stand in her way of her making this happen.
“That’s good then, we have deal. Jenny will be free within seven days from now. Goodbye,” Emma heard beeping; the call ended. She paced around her bedroom; she knew what the price was, now just to figure out how to accomplish it.
To be continued...
Author: Hollie_1201
Pairing: Emma Muller & Jennifer Hartmann, Spoony & I am Leggings (JemmaNation) Bo & Kenzi (Lost Girl)
Rating: PG
Summary: Jenny goes to a rehab clinic in Ireland and Emma hires two people to break her out.
Word Count: 3,134
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Authors Note: Please comment. I am still unsure about this fic so your comments will either mean the continuation of this fic or the end of it. Thanks to my amazing beta rahelsc once again. For the people wondering on pronunciation of the names, Sinead is pronounced 'Shih-naid' and Aisling is pronounced 'Ash-ling'.
( Part 1) ( Part 3) ( Part 4) ( Part 5) ( Part 6) ( Part 7) ( Part 8) ( Part 9) ( Part 10) ( Part 11)
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Manic laughter echoed through the empty apartment building as the two brunettes couldn’t contain themselves; Leggings was laughing so hard barely any sound came from her at times. Tears were present in both their eyes as they tried to wipe them away while trying to control their laughter as breathing became a necessity.
Spoony was first to control her laughter enough to speak as she moved over to the lounge and sat down, leaning against the arm rest.
“Aisling, come sit and tell me what you want done with Bea,” Spoony said looking at the taller girl whose face was turning red.
Leggings made her way over to the couch holding the image of Bea in her right hand. She laid down resting her head in Spoony’s lap as she breathed in even breaths to stop herself from laughing any more than she already had. Spoony ran her fingers through her long hair softly as she asked about Bea. She knew of her but didn’t know the full story as to why Leggings was holding such a strong grudge.
“Do you remember that time back in our first year of high school when we had an English and Math workshop?” Spoony nodded her head as she stopped running her fingers through Leggings’ hair. “She was one of the teachers there; well she was a student teacher. I had her for the Math part of it. She asked me something and I didn’t know the answer to her question. She then proceeded to make a mockery out of me in front of the whole group and brought me up as an example to her other groups. I spent the rest of the day trying not cry for how bad she made me feel. She’s a total cow and has mentioned me a few times since then during various workshops. It still makes me feel like shit,” Leggings said scrunching the image in her hand as she threw it across the room.
Spoony resumed running her fingers through Leggings hair trying to calm her. She knew how Leggings got when she was angry about something and she didn’t want that to happen right now, it was too early.
“What do you want done with her, Love?” Spoony took hold of Leggings right hand and placed a soft kiss on it, hoping she would calm down a little.
“I was thinking that since Bea teaches in Emma’s school we get Emma to dispose of her in a ‘this looks totally natural and accidental’ way. It shouldn’t be too hard since Bea must trust her,” Leggings said squeezing Spoony’s hand which was still in her own.
“You know we are not killers, Aisling. I get where you are coming from but isn’t it a bit too much,” the shorter brunette asked getting prepared for the explosion which would most likely follow. ‘So much for getting her to stay calm,’ she thought to herself.
Leggings jumped up from the lounge and glared down at Spoony, she was angry. Spoony rolled her eyes and got up from her sitting position making her way over to the slightly taller brunette. Leggings backed away; Spoony stopped in her tracks her blue eyes locking with Leggings’ brown.
“We will not be doing any of the killing Sinead. The Emma girl can hire someone to do it for her for all I care; just as long as she’s gone forever. How is this any different from that time you got someone to shoot a detective in return for getting his brother out of jail? If I remember correctly; I’m pretty sure the detective ended up dying but that didn’t make you a killer now; did it?” Leggings voice got louder as she brought up past experiences with clients.
Spoony walked over to Leggings ignoring the death stare she was receiving as she placed both of her hands on the younger girls warm rose coloured cheeks, instantly feeling her relax into her touch as her brown eyes lost the angry fire they held within them.
“Okay Aisling, if you really want this then I’ll ring Emma after we go scout out the area and tell her of the price,” Spoony said pulling her into a hug and kissing her on the temple as Leggings breathed out and shivered slightly while melting into her girl’s touch.
“Let’s get ready to survey the area sweetie, you may want to grab a jacket too, I can feel you shivering,” Spoony said rubbing the other girl’s back before releasing her from the hug.
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The lunch room was busy as people crowded around the serving tables; collecting their share of food before sitting down and enjoying their meal. Jenny sat at a table in the corner of the room near the open window. She moved the food around on her plate with her plastic fork taking small bites occasionally.
She thought back to Cologne; to where home was. She kept on thinking about Emma and how much she missed her beautiful girlfriend. ‘I really wish I could be with Emma right now, I miss her so much. My heart feels like it wants to break in half. It’s so hard here; I have no one and all the people look at me weirdly. I just want to go home; I just want to hold Emma in my arms once more. I have to be strong and brave though, I have to find a way out of here even if it means escaping in the middle of the night. I have to get back to Emma no matter what, I need her and she needs me,” Jenny was brought out of her thoughts by someone talking to her.
“Hello, excuse me, may I please sit here?” A red headed Scottish girl asked her.
“Of course you may. Hello, my name is Jenny,” she said offering her hand out to the girl with a fake smile on her face.
“Cassidy,” the girl said shaking her hand.
Jenny gazed out of the window, the grey clouds in the sky mirrored her feelings as she sat there getting lost in thought once more, ‘Maybe I should start collecting some stuff for when I breakout, I’m going to need the basics of food and water, maybe something to help me pull of the casing to the control panel for the automatic doors,’ Jenny strummed her fingers on the table, her little finger hitting a plastic knife. She looked at it as a small smile appeared on her face.
Jenny ate some of the potato and chicken off her plate while she formed a plan in her head. She didn’t want to look too obvious as she tried to take the knife without anyone noticing. She heard the screeching sound of chair being moved back, Cassidy had gotten up leaving her knife hidden under her napkin. Jenny took this as a sign, she looked around her and when she was sure no one was watching her she quickly took Cassidy’s plastic knife placing it up the sleeve of her giraffe sweater.
The brunette placed her cutlery on the plate, nodding her head at Cassidy as she walked past her and towards the bin disposing of her plate. She headed towards the door exiting the lunch room. She walked down the halls as calmly as she could; making her way back to her bedroom. Ahead of her she saw the familiar sight of Nurse Orla, her long blonde hair was pulled into a tight braid as she walked along the same corridor as her, clipboard in hand. ‘Breathe Jenny, breathe, don’t act suspicious at all,’ she thought to herself.
“Hello Jenny, how are you feeling today?” Orla asked her happily with a pleasant smile on her face.
“I’m doing well just a little tired; it may be from the jetlag. I think I may go take a quick nap,” she said smiling at the nurse as she continued down the corridor turning the corner and letting out the breath she had been holding. Jenny quickly walked the rest of the way to her bedroom; she opened the door and went inside. The brunette closed the door behind her as she rested her head on the cool wood sliding the knife out from the sleeve of her jumper; holding it in her hand.
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The older car drove down the long winding roads of Dublin as the dark grey clouds which were high in the sky looked as though they were going to burst open at any moment and cover the ground below. Green paddocks pasted them by as they drove to the south of the city. The car ride was mostly uneventful. They stopped at McDonald’s for a bathroom break as the coffee Spoony drank earlier was making its presence known and at a bakery to grab something to eat which didn’t come in the form of a liquid.
The car smoothed to a stop across the road from the drug centre; partially hidden by the hedges. It was starting to get dark as the storm clouds got heavier and thicker; casting a shadow on the ground below as it blocked the sun’s light. Leggings rolled down the driver’s side window and took the binoculars from Spoony and placed them in front of her eyes.
“From the front view there are two entrances; the main one up the staircase which leads to the glass windowed area and another one just off to the side of the staircase partially hidden in the first arch,” Leggings said as Spoony took down notes; climbing into the backseat; winding down the window as she took photographs of the facility. “The fence is obviously stone but we don’t know what’s on the other side of it, the gate is open and unmonitored and I see no security camera’s anywhere.”
They had gotten the outside building layout photographed and had taken down the relevant notes as a new fancy car pulled up behind them. In a panic they quickly wound up the windows and slid down in their seats, hiding from the people who exited it. An older man and woman dressed in expensive clothing walked past them; not noticing them as they talked about the progress they were hoping their son was making. The two brunettes sat back up properly watching the older couple as they walked through the open gates went up the staircase and opened the front door.
“I don’t see any types of security measures being taken with entering the main foyer, I find it very odd,” Leggings said as she watched the elderly couple through the binoculars. They nodded their heads at the busy receptionist as they opened the door leading into the facility.
They settled into a comfortable silence as they watched the surrounding area. It was 3:47pm; they had been there since just past 11:00am and nothing had really happened. Leggings started to get restless as she moved in her seat uncomfortably. She was pleasantly surprised by Spoony leaning over her and placing a soft kiss on her cheek; she smiled at her girlfriend and partner in crime as she saw her point to something.
There was a third entrance. A laundry lady appeared out of a door from the left side of the building, she was carrying a washing basket and went over to the clothes line and took off the few items of clothing before it started to rain. Leggings quickly wrote down the time she appeared while snapping up a few photographs including some images of the side entrance.
The laundry lady was greeted by two residents who were both wearing fuzzy slippers and pyjamas. The two residents made their way over and sat on the bench under the large tree by the front staircase. They looked as though they were talking about something secretive as their heads where close to each others; both men suspicious of the area around them. More photographs were taken as they were watched closely.
“They seem to be up to something, no one talks with their heads that close together unless they are trying to plan something,” Spoony said not moving her gaze from them; still leaning over Leggings, her hand resting across her shoulder.
“Sinead, sweetie, we do that all the time and we never plan anything that way; the only time we do is when we are on a mission. Most of the time we do it you’re being cute and adorable,” Leggings said making Spoony blush.
“Oh shush love, you do it too,” Spoony said smiling.
The two men sitting on the bench broke apart quickly. From the right hand side of the building two females walked out, a tall brunette lady with her hair up in a pony tail. She was wearing a tight fitting black shirt which read ‘security’ with trousers on and a belt containing various items including a taser gun. Leggings mouth fell open as she exclaimed how hot she was, receiving a punch in the arm from her girlfriend. ‘I totally deserved that,’ she thought to herself rubbing her arm as Spoony took some photographs of them.
The other girl with the tall brunette was slightly shorter and very slender. She had black hair with a fringe and very light blue eyes. The girl was wearing the same clothing as her companion but had jeans on instead of trousers. They walked the perimeter of the stone fence as the two men sitting on the bench went inside. Spoony was taking images of the security girls as Leggings wrote down the time and direction of the route they were taking.
The two security women exited the yard and entered the side alley just off to the left of the gate. From their place across the road in their car, hidden partially behind the bush they could see everything they were doing. The brunette leaned against the wall as the light blue eyed girl stood in front of her. Leggings wound down the window in hopes of being able to hear what they were saying.
“I checked out the basement and nothing, I did get this though,” The light blued eyed girl said twirling a ring around the top of her finger.
“Kenzi, what did I tell you before we left this morning?” The brunette crossed her arms, raising her eyebrow.
Spoony and Leggings looked at each other, “Canadian accents,” they said in unison.
“You said not to take anything as it may jeopardise our true missio....” The brunette cut her off placing her hand over Kenzi’s mouth before whispering to her. Leggings and Spoony couldn’t hear a thing anymore. They kept a close eye on the girls trying to get any information they could overhear from them whispering to each other.
Kenzi started to jump excitedly on the spot, she smiled at the brunette, wrapping her arms around her; hugging her, “Bo, this is why I love you,” she exclaimed happily; releasing her as they walked back inside of the complex and continued their security duties.
Spoony climbed into the front seat of the car from the back; her blue eyes locking with Leggings’ brown as they both were thinking the same thing, “true mission,” they said in unison a look of worry crossing both their faces.
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They had just finished their family dinner. The moon was high in the night sky as the stars twinkled beside it. Emma could hear her two older sisters, Madeline and Chloe, fighting over who had to wash the dishes and who had to dry them. The short haired blonde relaxed on the lounge and turned the television on.
She flicked through the channels looking for something interesting to watch as she crossed her legs under her. “Leave the Simpson’s on,” She heard her 12 year old brother say as he quickly made his way down the stairs and joined Emma on the lounge.
“Okay Sammy, have you seen this episode before?” Emma asked him as she ruffled his hair.
“I do think so, look Bart is going to do something awesome, quiet now,” Sammy said giving the television all his attention.
Emma watched the television show with her brother laughing occasionally at it and some of the funny commentary her older sisters were providing from the kitchen. Emma enjoyed spending time with her family but she missed Jenny and the blued eyed brunette was the only person who Emma could think of lately. She was on her mind all the time, even in her dreams.
The vibrating sounds coming from Emma’s phone on the table indicated an incoming phone call. She looked at the caller ID. It was ‘I am Spooning,’ she picked up her phone and ran up the stairs two at time to the sound of ‘oh, someone’s calling Emma; I wonder who it is,’ following behind her courtesy of her older sisters.
“Hello,” Emma said into the phone closing her bedroom door behind her.
“Hello, this is Leggings, I’m calling you to tell you we can break Jenny out of the clinic for a very high price,” The voice which spoke to her this time was softer and held a stronger Irish accent than the first person she talked to.
“Yes, tell me please, if it’s money, I don’t have a lot of it but I can get it,” Emma said nervously as she sucked in a breath and held it.
“No, no, we don’t want your money. The cost we are asking for is of a higher value to us than money,” Emma was getting worried now as she released the breath she was holding, the voice was very sweet sounding but the things she said scared her.
“Wha.... what do you want?” she stuttered, expecting them to ask her for a kidney.
“We want Bea, Bea Vogel. We know you know her. She teaches at your school. We want her gone, disposed of; to never be seen again. We don’t care how you do it, make it look like it was an accident you have one week if you agree. You can even hire someone to do it for you for all we care. Just get rid of her,” the voice was serious, Emma was scared. “Do you agree or not?”
“I agree,” Emma stated firmly. Never in a million years had she thought she would do this. Jenny meant the world to her; Emma would do anything for her, nothing or no one will stand in her way of her making this happen.
“That’s good then, we have deal. Jenny will be free within seven days from now. Goodbye,” Emma heard beeping; the call ended. She paced around her bedroom; she knew what the price was, now just to figure out how to accomplish it.
To be continued...