Escaping Ireland 7/11
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: 2,117
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the characters Aisling and Sinead.
Authors Note: Please comment, your comments do mean a lot to me, even if they are short. Thanks to my wonderful and awesome beta rahelsc for taking the time to fix all mistakes in it.
( Part 1) ( Part 2) ( Part 3) ( Part 4) ( Part 5) ( Part 6) ( Part 8) ( Part 9) ( Part 10) ( Part 11)
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“Sinead!” Aisling yelled out, in distress as she walked into the kitchen.
“Yes...” Sinead said, turning to the look at the brunette, stopping mid sentence. “Aisling, what’s wrong?”
Aisling felt Sinead pull her close as she buried her head in Sinead’s neck, taking a deep breath before talking, “Emma rang before and said that stage one in getting rid of Bea was done. They locked her in a cabin in the middle of nowhere during a snow storm and now she might die. Emma said after the storm eases up she will go release her if it’s not too late. She could die, Sinead!’ Aisling said, her voice quavering as she was overcome with emotion.
“Aisling; calm down sweetie. She won’t die. It’s only one night in a sealed room where she is protected against the elements. Everything will be okay, you’ll see,” Sinead said, comforting the younger girl as she rubbed her back in soothing circular motions.
Aisling held Sinead close to her for close to ten minutes as she calmed down, taking in all the facts and finally accepting the truth in Sinead’s words. She loosened her grip around the girl and her brown eyes met blue.
“Are you feeling better now?” Sinead asked her, cupping Aisling’s face with her right hand.
“I am, a bit,” she replied, leaning in to the touch.
“Just a bit?” Sinead questioned, using a hand gesture, trying to lighten the mood.
“Okay, a lot better,” Aisling said, smiling as Sinead leaned into her and kissed her gently on the lips. Aisling kissed her back feeling love, warmth, trust and passion before they broke apart.
“How about we get started on that plan to break Jenny out of Rutland, what do you think?” Sinead asked Aisling, bopping her on the nose.
“I think we should, we have enough data now to hopefully be able to get in and out of the facility without too much of a worry about being caught,” Aisling said, getting down to business.
Aisling walked over to the table and started to spread out the information they had gathered, Sinead joined her and started to formulate a plan in her mind.
Loud bangs started to echo through their apartment building as the door flew open revealing Bo and Kenzi.
“What the hell are you doing here and especially this late at night?” Aisling asked, stepping in front on Sinead trying to protect her.
“We’re here to help as we have the night off,” Bo said, moving towards them slowly. “I promise you, we won’t hurt you and sorry about the other day,” she said, gesturing to Sinead.
“How do we know you’re telling the truth and how do I know you won’t hurt Sinead again?” Aisling asked making sure Sinead was still behind her.
“You only have my word on both counts, if you choose to let us help you free Jenny, we will. So do you want our help or not?” Bo asked them.
“We do,” Sinead said, from behind Aisling, not willing to move as Bo still scared the living daylight out of her. ‘I know we need her help, it could mean the difference between us failing or succeeding but I’m so scared of her. As long as Aisling is here with me, I’ll pull through.’
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Jenny lay on her bed, her head reeling with a thousand different thoughts at what she had been told by the security officer. ‘I can’t believe Emma went to the trouble of hiring someone to break me out, that’s just so romantic in a weird way. She must really love me, like I do her. I wonder how she hired them though if they are in fact criminals, oh God, she probably had to pay them like a lot of money or do something for them. No one would agree to just break someone out for free. I really hope they know what they are doing.’
The brunette got up off the bed, turning the light on as the room had gone dark. She started to pace her room, something she noticed that Emma did too when thinking as she glanced out of the window and saw the moon peering through the clouds in the night sky. ‘If they are going to break me out, I will need to get my bag packed as soon as possible and expect them to arrive at any time. It would make more sense for it to occur at night as less people will be around but I don’t know. I need to act as if I know nothing about what will happen and go about my normal daily activities.’ Jenny rationalised to herself.
Jenny was disrupted from her thoughts as a soft knock came from her bedroom door. She walked over to it and opened it revealing Nurse Orla on the other side.
“Hello Jenny, you seem to have forgotten about your session with the psychiatrist today, is everything alright?”
“Oh sorry! Crap! I thought I forgot something,” Jenny said, smacking her palm against her forehead.
“It’s okay, there is still time to go see her, if you will,” Nurse Orla said, directing Jenny to the psychiatrist’s office with her hand. “She is in until midnight.”
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Her eyes opened as she looked around the room, shivering, everything was dark, no lights were on and the only sound she could hear was that of the wind blowing fiercely as it picked up the snow and repeatedly hit up against the side of the cabin.
Bea stood up slowly feeling her way around the room, trying to find a light switch. Her hands slid over the walls, as she shuffled forward, wary of her surroundings. It had taken her almost five minutes until her hand came into contact with a switch. Bea flicked it, hoping that the room would light up but nothing. She flicked it a few more times, giving up when nothing happened.
She felt her way into the kitchen area opening up draw after draw, feeling inside of them carefully. Bea opened the third draw and placed her hand in cautiously, her fingertips came into contact with smoothness she ran her finger along it, feeling the wax of a candle. Bea took it out of the draw and confirmed with her sense of touch that it was in fact a candle.
Slowly making her way over the stove area, she felt around, her hand coming into contact with a box of matches. She placed the candle down and took out a match, lighting it. Bea picked up the candle and placed the wick of it in the burning flame. It flickered a few times before it light, she smiled to herself relishing in her source of light.
Bea searched the cabin and found a candle holder to place the candle in while inspecting the rest of the cabin she was trapped in. Nothing was working and the cabin was empty except for a few small items. There was no way of escape. She sat on the bed and sighed in defeat, shivering as she knew the snow storm had begun and she may not make it through the night.
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The sun started to rise, signalling a new day as Emma lay in bed thinking of the past few days without Jenny by her side. Emma had been keeping count; today at 10:00am will be exactly six days since her world turned in a nightmare she wished to wake up from. In this time Emma had done and thought about doing so many things that she started to scare herself.
The blonde let her mind drift as her thoughts played out like a mini movie in her head. It all felt surreal to her as she remembered, vividly, taking the money from the Bergmann’s and handing it over to the hitman.
“Oh no! What if my clothing left a thread or something behind,” Emma said aloud, covering her mouth with her hand.
Emma jumped out of bed and raced downstairs, thankful no one was home. She grabbed a plastic bag from the pantry and ran back up to her bedroom, taking the stairs two at a time. The blonde gathered all the clothing from the night of the ‘money borrow’ and placed them into the bag, tying it up when she finished.
Grabbing her wallet from her bag and the set of keys from the key holder, Emma made her way outside to the garage. She opened the big door and saw her father’s car sitting there. Emma opened the driver’s side door and got in. She knew she couldn’t drive but the situation was desperate. The blonde reversed out of the drive way, put the car in park and closed the door.
As she drove around the small towns near where she lived, she deposited one item of clothing into different charity organisation clothing bins until the plastic bag was empty.
‘Next thing to do today, go save Bea,’ Emma thought, as she swerved to avoid an oncoming truck which sounded their horn at her. Emma hadn’t crashed the car yet but she had come close a few times as she made her way out to the forest area to where the cabin was. The long stretch of road that was covered in snow made it very hard for Emma to drive as she kept on braking, fearing that she was about to die.
Emma drove slowly, looking for the cabin out of the car’s window. She pulled over as she saw a figure running in the distance, getting closer as it stumbled in the snow. Emma got out of the car and started to walk towards the figure. As she got closer, she could see it was Bea. Feelings of happiness and relief washed over the blonde at the sight of her being very much alive.
“Miss Vogel, are you alright? What are you doing out here?” Emma asked, completely innocent.
“Emma, thank God. I’m alright I think, I don’t know how I got out here though,” Bea said, looking around her. “How did you get out here?”
“Um, I borrowed my dad’s car to get some driving experience in the snow,” Emma stated, partially telling the truth.
“Can we go back to the car, please Emma,” Bea asked, her voice distressed.
“Of course,” Emma replied, leading the way over to the car.
As they drove off back into town, Bea turned the heating in the car up to the highest temperature it would sit at. She kept on looking around suspiciously as if expecting someone to jump out at her.
“Are you alright, Miss Vogel?” Emma asked, once more, concerned for her teacher.
“I’m good, just a little shaken up,” Bea responded, hugging herself. “When we get back in to town, drop me off outside of my house please.”
“Will do,” Emma said focusing all her attention on driving, without getting them both killed.
The car pulled to a stop in the middle of the empty street as Bea got out and walked to her front door, feeling around inside of the ashtray for the spare key before opening it.
Emma drove off and went home, placing the car exactly where she found it, without a scratch on it as she smiled to herself.
In her bedroom she noticed that the sun was starting to set as she picked up her phone and rang Aisling, informing her that Bea was safe.
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It was just after dinner time as Aisling ran over and hugged Sinead tightly, almost picking the smaller girl up off her feet.
“Bea’s not dead,” Aisling stated, giddy with happiness.
“That’s good. Aisling, sweetie, I need to breathe,” Sinead said, feeling the oxygen return to her body as Aisling released her.
“Sorry,” she stated, smoothing out Sinead’s shirt.
“It’s okay, love,” Sinead said, giving Aisling a quick yet soft kiss on the lips.
“Bitches, time to start planning this breakout,” Kenzi said, standing in the doorway, next to Bo, ignoring the two brunettes who jumped apart at the sudden intrusion.
“Good idea,” Sinead said, walking over to the table, pressing her lips together as Aisling followed close behind.
“Oh, Kenzi, I want my dart gun back too,” Aisling said facing the taller, dark haired girl.
“Give it to her Kenzi,” Bo said, trying to end any argument that may happen before it started.
“Fine,” Kenzi said, defeated, as she handed the dart gun back.
The four women stood around the table comparing notes and analysing the photographs taken. After five hours of creating a break out plan they had decided that tomorrow night, will be the night that Jenny escapes Ireland.
To be continued...
If you would like to know more about the characters Aisling and Sinead their backstory can be found here.
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: 2,117
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the characters Aisling and Sinead.
Authors Note: Please comment, your comments do mean a lot to me, even if they are short. Thanks to my wonderful and awesome beta rahelsc for taking the time to fix all mistakes in it.
( Part 1) ( Part 2) ( Part 3) ( Part 4) ( Part 5) ( Part 6) ( Part 8) ( Part 9) ( Part 10) ( Part 11)
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“Sinead!” Aisling yelled out, in distress as she walked into the kitchen.
“Yes...” Sinead said, turning to the look at the brunette, stopping mid sentence. “Aisling, what’s wrong?”
Aisling felt Sinead pull her close as she buried her head in Sinead’s neck, taking a deep breath before talking, “Emma rang before and said that stage one in getting rid of Bea was done. They locked her in a cabin in the middle of nowhere during a snow storm and now she might die. Emma said after the storm eases up she will go release her if it’s not too late. She could die, Sinead!’ Aisling said, her voice quavering as she was overcome with emotion.
“Aisling; calm down sweetie. She won’t die. It’s only one night in a sealed room where she is protected against the elements. Everything will be okay, you’ll see,” Sinead said, comforting the younger girl as she rubbed her back in soothing circular motions.
Aisling held Sinead close to her for close to ten minutes as she calmed down, taking in all the facts and finally accepting the truth in Sinead’s words. She loosened her grip around the girl and her brown eyes met blue.
“Are you feeling better now?” Sinead asked her, cupping Aisling’s face with her right hand.
“I am, a bit,” she replied, leaning in to the touch.
“Just a bit?” Sinead questioned, using a hand gesture, trying to lighten the mood.
“Okay, a lot better,” Aisling said, smiling as Sinead leaned into her and kissed her gently on the lips. Aisling kissed her back feeling love, warmth, trust and passion before they broke apart.
“How about we get started on that plan to break Jenny out of Rutland, what do you think?” Sinead asked Aisling, bopping her on the nose.
“I think we should, we have enough data now to hopefully be able to get in and out of the facility without too much of a worry about being caught,” Aisling said, getting down to business.
Aisling walked over to the table and started to spread out the information they had gathered, Sinead joined her and started to formulate a plan in her mind.
Loud bangs started to echo through their apartment building as the door flew open revealing Bo and Kenzi.
“What the hell are you doing here and especially this late at night?” Aisling asked, stepping in front on Sinead trying to protect her.
“We’re here to help as we have the night off,” Bo said, moving towards them slowly. “I promise you, we won’t hurt you and sorry about the other day,” she said, gesturing to Sinead.
“How do we know you’re telling the truth and how do I know you won’t hurt Sinead again?” Aisling asked making sure Sinead was still behind her.
“You only have my word on both counts, if you choose to let us help you free Jenny, we will. So do you want our help or not?” Bo asked them.
“We do,” Sinead said, from behind Aisling, not willing to move as Bo still scared the living daylight out of her. ‘I know we need her help, it could mean the difference between us failing or succeeding but I’m so scared of her. As long as Aisling is here with me, I’ll pull through.’
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Jenny lay on her bed, her head reeling with a thousand different thoughts at what she had been told by the security officer. ‘I can’t believe Emma went to the trouble of hiring someone to break me out, that’s just so romantic in a weird way. She must really love me, like I do her. I wonder how she hired them though if they are in fact criminals, oh God, she probably had to pay them like a lot of money or do something for them. No one would agree to just break someone out for free. I really hope they know what they are doing.’
The brunette got up off the bed, turning the light on as the room had gone dark. She started to pace her room, something she noticed that Emma did too when thinking as she glanced out of the window and saw the moon peering through the clouds in the night sky. ‘If they are going to break me out, I will need to get my bag packed as soon as possible and expect them to arrive at any time. It would make more sense for it to occur at night as less people will be around but I don’t know. I need to act as if I know nothing about what will happen and go about my normal daily activities.’ Jenny rationalised to herself.
Jenny was disrupted from her thoughts as a soft knock came from her bedroom door. She walked over to it and opened it revealing Nurse Orla on the other side.
“Hello Jenny, you seem to have forgotten about your session with the psychiatrist today, is everything alright?”
“Oh sorry! Crap! I thought I forgot something,” Jenny said, smacking her palm against her forehead.
“It’s okay, there is still time to go see her, if you will,” Nurse Orla said, directing Jenny to the psychiatrist’s office with her hand. “She is in until midnight.”
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Her eyes opened as she looked around the room, shivering, everything was dark, no lights were on and the only sound she could hear was that of the wind blowing fiercely as it picked up the snow and repeatedly hit up against the side of the cabin.
Bea stood up slowly feeling her way around the room, trying to find a light switch. Her hands slid over the walls, as she shuffled forward, wary of her surroundings. It had taken her almost five minutes until her hand came into contact with a switch. Bea flicked it, hoping that the room would light up but nothing. She flicked it a few more times, giving up when nothing happened.
She felt her way into the kitchen area opening up draw after draw, feeling inside of them carefully. Bea opened the third draw and placed her hand in cautiously, her fingertips came into contact with smoothness she ran her finger along it, feeling the wax of a candle. Bea took it out of the draw and confirmed with her sense of touch that it was in fact a candle.
Slowly making her way over the stove area, she felt around, her hand coming into contact with a box of matches. She placed the candle down and took out a match, lighting it. Bea picked up the candle and placed the wick of it in the burning flame. It flickered a few times before it light, she smiled to herself relishing in her source of light.
Bea searched the cabin and found a candle holder to place the candle in while inspecting the rest of the cabin she was trapped in. Nothing was working and the cabin was empty except for a few small items. There was no way of escape. She sat on the bed and sighed in defeat, shivering as she knew the snow storm had begun and she may not make it through the night.
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The sun started to rise, signalling a new day as Emma lay in bed thinking of the past few days without Jenny by her side. Emma had been keeping count; today at 10:00am will be exactly six days since her world turned in a nightmare she wished to wake up from. In this time Emma had done and thought about doing so many things that she started to scare herself.
The blonde let her mind drift as her thoughts played out like a mini movie in her head. It all felt surreal to her as she remembered, vividly, taking the money from the Bergmann’s and handing it over to the hitman.
“Oh no! What if my clothing left a thread or something behind,” Emma said aloud, covering her mouth with her hand.
Emma jumped out of bed and raced downstairs, thankful no one was home. She grabbed a plastic bag from the pantry and ran back up to her bedroom, taking the stairs two at a time. The blonde gathered all the clothing from the night of the ‘money borrow’ and placed them into the bag, tying it up when she finished.
Grabbing her wallet from her bag and the set of keys from the key holder, Emma made her way outside to the garage. She opened the big door and saw her father’s car sitting there. Emma opened the driver’s side door and got in. She knew she couldn’t drive but the situation was desperate. The blonde reversed out of the drive way, put the car in park and closed the door.
As she drove around the small towns near where she lived, she deposited one item of clothing into different charity organisation clothing bins until the plastic bag was empty.
‘Next thing to do today, go save Bea,’ Emma thought, as she swerved to avoid an oncoming truck which sounded their horn at her. Emma hadn’t crashed the car yet but she had come close a few times as she made her way out to the forest area to where the cabin was. The long stretch of road that was covered in snow made it very hard for Emma to drive as she kept on braking, fearing that she was about to die.
Emma drove slowly, looking for the cabin out of the car’s window. She pulled over as she saw a figure running in the distance, getting closer as it stumbled in the snow. Emma got out of the car and started to walk towards the figure. As she got closer, she could see it was Bea. Feelings of happiness and relief washed over the blonde at the sight of her being very much alive.
“Miss Vogel, are you alright? What are you doing out here?” Emma asked, completely innocent.
“Emma, thank God. I’m alright I think, I don’t know how I got out here though,” Bea said, looking around her. “How did you get out here?”
“Um, I borrowed my dad’s car to get some driving experience in the snow,” Emma stated, partially telling the truth.
“Can we go back to the car, please Emma,” Bea asked, her voice distressed.
“Of course,” Emma replied, leading the way over to the car.
As they drove off back into town, Bea turned the heating in the car up to the highest temperature it would sit at. She kept on looking around suspiciously as if expecting someone to jump out at her.
“Are you alright, Miss Vogel?” Emma asked, once more, concerned for her teacher.
“I’m good, just a little shaken up,” Bea responded, hugging herself. “When we get back in to town, drop me off outside of my house please.”
“Will do,” Emma said focusing all her attention on driving, without getting them both killed.
The car pulled to a stop in the middle of the empty street as Bea got out and walked to her front door, feeling around inside of the ashtray for the spare key before opening it.
Emma drove off and went home, placing the car exactly where she found it, without a scratch on it as she smiled to herself.
In her bedroom she noticed that the sun was starting to set as she picked up her phone and rang Aisling, informing her that Bea was safe.
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It was just after dinner time as Aisling ran over and hugged Sinead tightly, almost picking the smaller girl up off her feet.
“Bea’s not dead,” Aisling stated, giddy with happiness.
“That’s good. Aisling, sweetie, I need to breathe,” Sinead said, feeling the oxygen return to her body as Aisling released her.
“Sorry,” she stated, smoothing out Sinead’s shirt.
“It’s okay, love,” Sinead said, giving Aisling a quick yet soft kiss on the lips.
“Bitches, time to start planning this breakout,” Kenzi said, standing in the doorway, next to Bo, ignoring the two brunettes who jumped apart at the sudden intrusion.
“Good idea,” Sinead said, walking over to the table, pressing her lips together as Aisling followed close behind.
“Oh, Kenzi, I want my dart gun back too,” Aisling said facing the taller, dark haired girl.
“Give it to her Kenzi,” Bo said, trying to end any argument that may happen before it started.
“Fine,” Kenzi said, defeated, as she handed the dart gun back.
The four women stood around the table comparing notes and analysing the photographs taken. After five hours of creating a break out plan they had decided that tomorrow night, will be the night that Jenny escapes Ireland.
To be continued...
If you would like to know more about the characters Aisling and Sinead their backstory can be found here.