I woke up to no Brett, but a note. 'Hey boobzila. Sorry I'm not here when you wake up. I had a lot of fun, but my job is important. I love you.' It said. I pulled out my phone and sent him a text. 'Boobzila? Seriously?' I sent. 'First thing that came to mind. Go to go.' And he was gone. Did he think his job was more important than me or was he calling having another girlfriend a job? I'm not a needy girlfriend, but he said I was more important than anyone. Now he was never around.
"I feel bad for doing this behind her back. I mean, she means a lot to me and now I'm never there. Now I have to protect her and find her father." I said, looking up from the keyboard for a moment. "Why not just tell her and bring her here?" Donny suggested. "And have her almost killed on the way? No." I said. "Well, you've got some business downtown, so why don't I get her and bring her here?" He asked. "That could work..." I said. I grabbed my suit and gear. "Make sure she doesn't find a way to kill herself. She finds deadly things all the time." I said. He nodded. I threw on the suit and left.
I just got dressed and someone knocked on the door. I groaned and went to answer it. It was that guy, Donny. "Hi, Blake, right?" He asked. "Ya..." I replied, nodding slowly. "You need to come with me. A friend wants to make sure you're safe." He said. "I ain't going nowhere." I said. "Brett just wants you safe." He said softly. I didn't move. "What should I bring?" I sighed. "A few changes of clothes, PJs, and anything else you'll need. I got both of you out of classes." He said. I rolled my eyes and packed all my stuff, ALL if it, into my suitcase. "You're taking all of that?" He asked. "You said anything I need." I pointed out. He just grabbed my arm and hurried out. I fell asleep before we even got there.
-An Hour Later-
"You got her here safe, right?" Someone asked. "Ya. She's sleeping right now." Donny said. Some walked over to me. I sank back. "Relax!" They said with a weird voice. I backed up. "Relax. It's me!" He said, then took down his hood. "It me." He said. "Oh my god, Brett!" I said and jumped into his arms. "Hey, baby. I'm glad to see you're OK." He said. I just held onto him. "I was starting to things you were cheating on me." I cried a bit. "I would never, baby." He said. He pulled out of the hug and pecked my lips. "But, what are you doing?" I asked. "Work." He said. "But, what is it?" I asked. "Something that could harm you if you got involved." He said. "Tell me!" I said, pouting. "I have no idea how to explain, but I'm hunting someone down." He said. "Let me help." I said. "What would you do?" He asked, folding his arms. "You'd be surprised." I said. I pushed passed him and sat at a computer. "Who ya hunting?" I asked. "Your dad..." He said. I froze. "You're gonna kill my dad?!" I exclaimed. "He tried to kill you!" Brett protested. "Fine." I said.
Her fingers flew along the keyboard. "There." She said. I put my hand on the desk and the other on her shoulder to looked at the screen. "He faked his own death 2 years ago and went under the name of Dean Carter. He went into hiding until he knew where to find me. He lives in the area, but the whereabouts are unknown." She said. I stared at her in disbelief. "How?" I asked. "I have many things you don't know about me." She said and got up, walking towards the bed. "How did she do that?! Not even I know could get it that fast." Donny said. I walked after her. "Baby, are you mad?" I asked, sitting beside her. "No... It's just... I want to help, but all I can do is sit here." She said, resting her head on my shoulder. "No, you can help! Donny has taken a few weeks just to find someone before, but you.... You can find them in a few seconds." I said. She smiled a bit, looking at me. "I love you, Blake. If you want to help, than you can! I just want my perfect girlfriend to be happy." I said. She smiled and pecked my lips. We stood up. "Work your magic, baby." I said. She sat down at the computer and started to work. "Anything from you, Donny?" I asked. "Not yet. All I could find was a resent murder." He said. "Where?" I asked. "Downtown, 3rd St. He was just kill." He said. I stood up straight. "Where's my gear?" I asked. Donny pointed. I walked by Blake, kissing her head. "Please be careful." She said. I nodded and put my hood up.
I wasn't sure what it is he did, but I was worried about him and what ever he did. I sat back minutes after he left. "Hey, Blake. Do you think you could hack the street cameras?" Donny asked. "Children's play." I said. As quickly as I spoke, I hacked the cameras. It was live footage. "Here, you can talk to him through this." Donny said, handing me an ear piece. I watched as Brett walked into the footage. As he checked the body, a saw a figure walk up. "Dude, behind you!" Donny said. Brett turned and his fighting was amazing. The man pulled a gun. I watched, mouth covered. Suddenly, the footage was cut. I frantically searched and typed, but nothing. I started to panic. "Hey, hey. It's alright." Donny said. I looked at him. "Brett isn't easy to kill. He's really not. You'd have to shoot him 90 times in the chest and head to kill him." He said. I nodded. "Ya, I gave her one." Donny said out of the blue. Then, static came though the ear piece. "How you holding up?" Brett asked. I turned on the mic. "Good." I said shakily. "It's OK," he said. "I'm on my way back." "OK..." I said. Moments later, Brett comes back. I get up and run towards him. He was holding his shoulder. "Brett, oh my god!" I said. "I'm OK. I've had worse done." He said. I hugged him. He stroked my hair and kissed my head. I was shaking. "Hey, everything is OK, baby." He said. I sat him down and pulled off his shirt. "Thank god I don't leave my house without this packed." I said. I pulled out a patch. I patched up his wound. "Don't scare me like that!" I said. "Wait, you saw?" He asked. "Ya, I'm a hacker." I said. He chuckled. He pressed his lips to mine and we quickly made out. "Guys, this isn't Vagus. You can't have sex everywhere you go." Donny said. I felt myself blush. Donny's computer started beeping. We all turned. "Another murder!" Donny said. "It's definitely not the same guy." Brett said, pushed past me, slipping his shirt back on. "I'll need your help, Don." Brett said. "What about me?" I asked. "Stay here." Donny called as they both ran out. I put in my ear piece, just incase. I walked around the whole place. I found a small room filled with exercise stuff. There was a punching bag. I thought, if they don't want my help, too bad. I walked over to my suitcase and searched for my sports bra, soccer shorts, and biker gloves. I out them on and started punching the bag. It released me of any anger I had.
-An Hour Later-
I pulled back the arrow and took steady aim. I released and it split my last arrow on the target in half, right in the middle. "Whoa." Brett said. I turned around. "Oh... Uhh... Hi..." I said, smiling weakly. "First, you should dress like that more often. Second, what are you doing exactly?" He asked. "I saw this and remembered how much fun I had with archery." I said. I looked at the arrows. "Sorry about your arrow." I said. Brett wrapped his arms around me. "Who cares. You've got some skills. I've never been able to get a shot like that!" He said. I smiled weakly. He pressed his forehead to mine. "I never thought it was possible for you to be any hotter, but it just happened." He said. I started to blush. "What else can my girl do?" He asked. "You'll have to find out on your own." I said. He smashed his lips to mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and tangled my fingers in his perfect hair. He pulled away. "Why do you have to be so perfect?" He asked, pulled me closer. "Because Yolo." I said. He chuckled and pecked my lips. I slipped out of his arms and he trailed after me. He eyed me. "Are you staring at my ass?" I asked. "Maaaybe." He said. "You are so perverted." I said. "Only towards you." He said. He grabbed my waist and kissed the back of my neck. "Do me a favour and stop being so sexy. It's distracting." He said, continuing to kiss my neck. "Stop it, Brett." I moaned. He ran his tongue over my neck and I felt a shiver run through me. "There's work to do." Donny said. We both turned to look at him. "Alright." We both said. "Lets hunt down my jackass father." I said. I jumped into my chair and started to work.
A few hours pasted, but nothing. "We're gonna fail college." Blake groaned. "Who cares. Just another year together." I said, holding her head against my chest lightly. She shifted in my lap. I kissed her forehead. "Something wrong?" I asked. She shook her head with a really thoughtful look on her face. She slipped out of my arms. She tapped her chin then bit her lip. "I have an idea. You have to trust me." She said. "Tell us first." I said. "My dad never liked changing his phone number because he forgets to easily. What if I call him and we track the signal, but if that doesn't work, I'm prepared to be risky." She said. "Don't say what I think you're gonna say." I said. "Look, all I'd have to do is tell him I know he's trying to kill me and I'll go to his house to meet him there for him to 'kill' me. If he agrees, then when I go, you 2 knuckle heads following behind me. I'll tell you when to come in through the ear piece." She said. I stood up. "I can't risk your life." I said. "And you think I want to risk yours?" She asked. "I will not allow you to risk this." I half yelled. "So you think I'd want you to?" She half yelled back. "You'll be killed!" I shouted. "What makes you think I will be? You'd be too! I know how to look after myself, Brett. He's my father and I know more about him than you do! I know what I'll be doing! It's you or me, Brett!" She shouted back. I shut my mouth, staring hard at her. She was mad if she thought I'd let her go. "You or me." She said once more. She turned and walked away to the shooting area. I heard her scream in frustration.
I almost started to cry. It's like Brett didn't trust me. "I'm not letting you kill yourself, Blake! You're staying here." He shouted at me. I punched the wall in anger. It hurt like hell, but I just started punching the punching bag. Next thing I knew, I was in an area with test dummies and I was throwing around throwing knives like crazy. I picked up a dagger and stabbed a dummy in the 'face' and sliced down. By the time I got to the neck, I cut off it's head. Flipping, spinning, I did stupid stunts for throwing knives and when I saw movement, I turned, knives in hand, ready to throw, breathing heavily, crying, and angry. When I saw it was Brett, I lowered my knives. "I'm glad I'm not that one." He said, kicking the head of the one I cut the head off of. My breathing steadied. "Why don't you trust me?" I asked, somewhat angry. "It's not that I don't trust you, it'---" I cut him off. "Then why can't I go?! I'm not gonna die! I know how to defend myself." I snapped. "If you can take care of yourself, then why don't we have a small fight. Just our hands and feet." He said. "Fine. I win, we go. You win, I stay, we carry out the mission the way you want." I said. "Deal." He said. We shook on it. We went out to an open space. "First to tap out loses." Donny said. We nodded and I readied myself. Donny let us begin and I had fast reflexes. I dodged a lot of Brett's kicks or punches, but I flipped backwards, wrapped my legs around his neck, sat on his shoulders, leaned back, flipped off, and continued to fight. He had a bloody nose, a broken finger, and a black eye, but I didn't have a mark. In the end, he tapped out. I smiled. "My plan goes than." I said. He got up and I washed up his face, fixed his finger the best I could, and he put ice on this eye. "I'm sorry I beat you up." I said, sitting on his lap. He smiled. "Don't be sorry. It's about time someone showed me up." He said. I smiled and rested my head on his shoulder. "If you 2 are done mating, we've got to set up the plan." Donny said.
"Donny, I love her and I KNOW she can fight, but I worry." I said while she called her dad. "Hi, dad. I haven't talked to you in a while!" She said and sat down at the computer. She started typing. "Oh, just school work." She said. She reached over to fist bump me. I did and she motioned me over. "I got a signal." She mouthed. I gave her a high five. "OK, bye dad." She said. She hung up. "He probably trailed me now, so I can't stay here. I'm gonna track down his house and y'all better come." She said. I pulled her into a hug. "How much more do I not know about you?" I asked. "More than what you won't tell me." She said. "Do you want us to explain?" I asked. "Please." She said, crossing her arms and legs. "Back when I was 15, I started doing what I do. Kill. Not in a bad way or anything, it's to save lives, even if it means taking other people's lives. Donny was actually my first enemy, but we teamed up. I did this for a year and when people stopped doing horrible things, we shut down. This, back then, was shitty and we slept here, afraid of anyone harming our family. We made my suit to cover my identity and cover my voice. It's not the best explanation, but it's the best I can do." I said. She sat forward and her eyes widened. "Wait, you kill people?!" She exclaimed. "To save people, and that's the old me. I was afraid to tell you cuz I didn't want to alarm you or drive you away. I just want to keep you safe." I said. She backed up a bit. "See, this is why I didn't want to tell you." I said, burying my face into my hands. "Brett, I get it's what you do, but... I think it's AWESOME!" She said. I looked at her. She threw herself at me and made out with me. I held her close and we got heated before Donny interrupted us. "Sorry..." We said. "And to make this clear, I was never a bad guy, I was framed." Donny said. "Yup." I said. Blake kept my arms around my neck. We looked at the screen. "He's at home... I think. Lets go." I said. We nodded. "I'm starting to think my dad kill mom... I mean, the arrow, my dad always drunk..." Blake said, seeming distant. "Baby, come on, we got work to do." I said. "Right... Sorry." She said. I could see the flames in her eyes. She got off me and told us to wait. She walked off and came back. "Sorry, making sure my phone wasn't gonna die." She said. She sat on the floor, cross legged. "I think we should wait a day or 2. Just incase he'd be expecting something." She said. We nodded. "Can we go back to our dorm?" She asked. "Hold on, give me your phone." Donny said. She handed it to him and he walked off. She looked at me and sat on my lap. She smirked and placed one hand on my chest. I felt my heart pick up. She kissed the side of my neck and she placed her other hand on my chest. "Baby, right now's not the time." I said. "Don't care, babe." She said. "What's up with you 2 and trying to have sex?" Donny asked. Blake pulled off and her cheeks turned a bright pink. "Anyway, anything on your phone that could be tracked has been disabled. I reset it and now if he was tracking you, the signal would have disappeared." He said, giving her back her phone.
-A Couple Days Later-
Blake has been so quiet lately, not really talking, leaving and coming back a little bit later. She just came back and I walked up behind her. I wrapped my arms around her waist from behind. "Hey, sexy." I said. "Hey." She said. "What's wrong? Lately you've been so distant." I said. "Nothing, babe." She said. She wiggled out of my arms. I took her hand and pulled her gently towards me. "You can tell me, baby." I said seductively. Her eyes seemed to shine. I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers. She tensed and wrapped her arms around my neck. When I pulled away, she smiled a bit. Her phone buzzed. "Be right back." She said and ran out. I sat on our shared, make shift bed. Lately, she's been working all night and sleeping during the day. My heart was heavy from how much I missed her and its only been 2 days! Moments later, she came trotting back in and had something in her hands. She spoke not a word as she folded it and put it into her purse. She hated her purse, but she had it anyway. "Where's Donny?" She asked. "He's gone until 7." I replied. "Good, but bad. I need his help with something, but we got about 2 hours, sooo..." She smirked at me and she sat on my lap, straddling me. My heart rate picked up. She pulled her shirt over her head and I couldn't help but have my eyes drawn to her chest. "Your turn." She said seductively. I ripped off my shirt. She ran her hands over my abs and I wrapped my arms around her perfect body. "You're so hot." I said.
-45 To An Hour Later-
She just finished putting her bra on and her matching undies. "Fucking hell, you're bloody good in bed today." I said. "You were better." She said, placing one hand on my bare chest as I pulled up my boxers. She pressed her lips to mine and I grabbed her hips, pulling her closer. We pulled away. "I'm not a whore or a slut, I just love my man." She said. I stared into her eyes. "Damn it you're perfect." I breathed. She started grinding me a bit. I pulled her closer and enjoyed her. No, she wasn't a slut or whore, but she and I loved each other like crazy. We had to show it somehow. We heard Donny come in. I quickly threw on my pants and she quickly got dressed. "Did anything crazy happen while I was gone?" He asked. "No, just a well needed talk." I said, lying through my teeth. "Don, show me how to make the thing Brett has for his suit." Blake said. "Why?" He asked. "I just need one. It'll help hide me." She said. He nodded and they go to work. I went over to the gym area and worked out a bit. It had been a while since I had been in the room and actually worked out.
The boys left to get pizza. I sat at my desk area and did some sewing. I had a little mask I had, just over the eyes and it went around oddly, but it looked good. When I finished, I tried it. When I spoke, I sounded like a girl version of Darth Vader. It was awesome. When Brett had his on, he just sounded like a sexy Darth Vader. I pulled out my newly made suit and put it on. It fit the way I wanted it to. It was sexy, like Brett liked me, tight, skin tight, comfy, and it was perfect. It was kind like a jump suit, one piece. I had black, knee high boots to wear with it, since it was all black leather, just like Brett's. Black, leather, and breathable, Brett's suit right there. It was easy and nice to move in, long sleeve and everything. I smiled and did a back hand spring. The boys came back. "Pizza's here!" Brett called. They both stopped at the sight of me. "What do you think?" I asked, showing off what I could do. Brett put the pizza on the counter. "I think it would look better on the floor." He breathed, walked towards me. I smirked. He wrapped his arms around my waist and made out with me. When we pulled away, he smiled. "It's perfect! I mean, you look hot, sexy, perfect, intimidating. But what's it for?" He asked. I put my hands on my hips. "What do you think, Sherlock?" I asked. "No. No no. You are NOT coming in missions with me." He said. I stepped closer and he gulped. "So you don't want me there? Don't trust me?" I asked. He bit his lips and looked down at me. Although, I was taller with the boots, I still wasn't very tall compared to him. At least with the boots, my forehead was at his lips. "It's not that, I just don't want to either get distracted or have you hurt." He said. "You'll only get distracted if you let yourself be distracted."