“Honey, I’m home.” She called out as she filled the two glasses. Picking them up she turned around, smirk plastered on her face.
Taking a sip from her own glass as she held the other out.
“Well welcome home Mrs Alvarez.” Said Shades taking the glass from her offering hand.
“Still with the Bourbon I see. Although it has clearly gotten more expensive.” Shades remarked swallowing the two fingers worth she had poured him.
Sighing at the comment, she rolled her eyes and tossed back her shot. “We here to play catch up or talk business?” She asked pouring herself another shot.
“Well I thought it might be nice to know what my wife has been up to since she abandoned me to rot.” He said casually setting his empty glass on a side table.
His words set her spine straight and her grip began to white knuckle around the tumbler. “I abandoned you?” She asked anger seeping into her tone as she turned to look at him.
Standing there he ran his right hand over his left rubbing the tips of his right fingers over his left ring finger. Making a frown with his mouth his eyebrows raised over the tops of his glasses and he shrugged.
Huffing and shaking her head at his gesture she tossed back her second shot, slamming the empty glass down. “What do you want Hernan?”
“Like I said, to know how my wife has been?” He remarked finally taking off the glasses and putting them in his breast pocket.
“Cut the shit.” She seethed. No one on earth could actually piss her off. Sure she would pretend to be angry when a client would make a stupid remark, but honestly she could care less.
Hernan ‘Shades’ Alvarez though? He could enrage her with a look. And oh how he loved to use that look on her.
Sighing he complied “Fine, as usual you win.” He smirked rewarding himself with another eyeroll. “You’ve been hired to kill Diamondback.” He walked around the room. “I work for Diamondback.” Shades turned his back to her as he walked looking around the parlor. “He wants me to kill you before you kill him… so.” Shades drew his gun but when he turned she was gone.
“Andreanna!!” He yelled out. From her spot in the hall she listened to him storm the house. Creeping down to the hall table she reached under it. ‘Shit’ she thought to herself, he found it.
Making her way to the spare room she hoped he hadn’t found all of her hiding spots. Entering the room she shut the door quietly before heading to the wardrobe in the corner. Opening the doors she removed the false bottom to reveal the safe underneath thanking God, she used her thumb to open the lock and pulled out two Smith and Wesson 9mm’s, and screwed on their suppressors. Shoving the extra magazines into her thigh holster for her knife. She got ready to stand when she heard movement from above. He was in the room upstairs.
Listening carefully she pointed the guns at the ceiling. 'Step step, stop.’ She fired four rounds from each gun up to the room above. When she stopped firing she was met with silence. A moment of sadness began to settle in as she thought she had just killed him but when she looked up through the holes he was looking down gun in hand.
She ran out of the way just in time as he rained his shots down from above. Running to the kitchen she listened with her ear to the wall for him to come down the stairs.
Anticipating her move he fired at the wall as he came down the stairs. Running she dodged the 12 Guage blasts as they came through the wall.
Halting his assult Shades listened for life.
Catching her breath she spoke up “I see you found my shotgun?”
“Yeah it’s nice. Little heavy in the butt, but it seems to help in a way.” He commented.
Lifting her head she saw the barrel pointed at her through on of the holes in the wall. Ducking quickly as another blast shot over her head. Rolling back down the wall she stuck her gun through another one of the holes and fired.
“Ahh!” Shades hollered out dropping the shot gun and holding his arm where she grazed him.
Peaking through the hole she just shot through she expected to see his body, but was met with an empty stair case. Huffing her disappointment she stood and began to creep around the house.
Using the shadows and his dark suit to his advantage Shades moved easily around the house. Watching out for where she may be. From the dining room he saw movement out the corner of his eye. Drawing his gun he stepped forward. “Ya know I gotta give it to you Dre, I didn’t think you had it in you.” He said. Causing her to take a sharp breath at the use of his nick name for her.
As a child everyone always used her full first name it wasn’t until she started high school and met Hernan Alvarez had anyone thought to shorten it. Only he called her that, ever.
Closing her eyes she tried to gather herself, unprepared for what emotion the sound of his name for her would bring up when spoken from his lips after all this time.
“You always seemed like the type to love and never let go. But you did let go. Didn’t you?” He knew that would push her and cause her to act out.
Turning from her position she slid across the hall into the living room firing down the in his direction. Only he wasn’t there. As she slid into the living room she was met with a small grenade rolling towards her. Her eyes went wide and she leaned back kicking her legs out from under her and at the small bomb, effectively knocking it into the fireplace across the room.
Scrambling to her feet she looked for her guns just as she heard steps approaching from behind. Ripping the rope from the curtains she stepped back.
Walking in, gun raised, Shades looked around the charred room only to have his gun knocked from his hand. Using his disorientation to her advantage she jumped on his back wrapping the rope around his neck. She held tight as he tride to fight for air.
Shades ran backwards slamming her back into the wall. Once, twice, on the third blow she lost her grip and he spun her over his shoulder and to the ground. Landing one, then two kicks. On his third strike she caught his foot, twisting his ankle causing him to fall onto his back on the floor.
Quickly, she climbed on top of him strattling his chest. She drew back and punched him. Jab, Jab, cross. Jab, Jab, caught.
Shades grabbed her wrist pulling her down and flipping them over. Practically nose to nose he pinned her arms down over her head. Panting he couldn’t resist looking down to her lips then back to her eyes. Neither one seeing the others action as she too did the same.
“It would appear you found all my toys.”
“It was just a little bomb baby.” He smirked
“And this is just my little knee.” She smirked back, at his crinkled brow. Drawing her leg up she kneed him right where it would hurt.
Groaning he fell forward releasing her arms. Now free, Red elbowed him across his cheek and pushed him off of her.
Groaning as she rolled over she spotted one of her guns on the floor and crawled to it. Shades tride to catch his breath from the shock of the low blow he had received.
He saw something black and shiny just infront of him. Crawling over he picked it up. It was one of Red’s 9mm’s. Checking the mag he saw two rounds and turned to stand.
Just as she turned and stood. Facing off they each held a gun on the other. Wanting nothing more than to end this, Shades squeezed his gun but couldn’t do it when something gold caught his eye.
Somewhere in the fight the mesh of her dress had torn and out fell a gold chain. With a gold men’s band hanging over her breasts, hanging over her heart.
Seeing him notice it her eyes began to gloss over.
“I can’t… I can’t.” He said dropping his gun.
“No!” She yelled thrusting her gun forward. “Pick it up!” He stared into her blue and red rimmed eyes shaking his head no. “You don’t get to leave me then act like you give a shit a decade and a half later you son of a bitch! Now PICK IT UP!”
He couldn’t do it. After all he put her through she still carried a torch for him just as he did for her.
Stepping forward the barrel of her gun touched his throat. She kept the gun on his neck even as he stepped closer. Wrapping his large hand around the back of her soft small neck he tangled his fingers in her silky onyx tresses. The cold barrel dug in as he pulled her to him and he crashed his lips to hers.
Melting into the man that she has waited nearly 15 years for felt like nothing short of a long lost dream. Dropping her gun to the floor she wrapped her arms around his neck as his hands made their way to her ass. Squeezing he lifted her up and slammed her into the wall behind them.
Both still frustrated over unanswered questions, but too caught up in the moment to ask them. They took it out on each other.
Biting down hard, Red caused a growl to leave his chest and blood to drip from his lip. Pulling her back he slammed her into the wall again, harder than before. Forcing a picture to fall from its place and shatter to the floor.
Pulling her from the wall again he slammed her down onto a side table just inside the hall way. Reaching down Shades grabbed either side of the slit she had cut in the cab to allow her to fight freely, and pulled it apart. Ripping the dress in half.
Taking a moment to look down at her he saw shear nude colored lace covering her chest and black lace boy shorts down lower. She was just as perfect as he remembered her. It was as if time stopped just on her so that he could have her as she had always been in his memories. Wrapping her legs around him she pulled him to her as he ripped off his suit jacket.
Reaching between them she forced open his shirt, buttons flew every where. Pushing him back a bit she looked down at his sculpted body the same way he had admired hers. He was all seemingly smooth lines but to the touch he was all hard, with edges.
Giving her a moment to appreciate him he met her eyes as she drew her gaze over him and back up. Once they locked stares he applied his hand to her throat and pushed her back against the wall, kissing her fiercely. Tangling the fingers of his other hand in the black lace of her underwear, Shades ripped it from her body.
Her fingers worked at his belt and slacks pushing them down so he sprung free.
Before she could even touch him he slapped her hands away and grabbed ahold of himself. There was no teasingn no few pumps of his hand, or a check if she was ready. He just lined himself up to her center and thrust forward. “FUCK Dre” He moaned.
Feeling the power of him shock through her body a tear slipped from her eye. Weather it was from finally being with the one person she had ever loved after all this time. Weather she just had debris in her eye from the fight. If it was just that powerful of a thrust, she didn’t know but she did know she wasn’t letting it go again.
Looking at her face leaned back he wiped a single tear from her cheek never letting up his pace. He rocked into her hard and fast. Watching her bite her own lip to keep from screaming out drove him to an edge he had not reached in 15 years.
Picking her back up she wrapped herself around him. Walking while still inside of her she would lift her hips to slide along him as he made his way to the spare room of the downstairs hall, where just moments before they had tried to kill one another.
Entering the room he threw her off of him and onto the bed. Kicking off his shoes and shoving down his pants the rest of the way he watched her. She rolled over and watched him finish stripping as she bit her lip and pulled off what was left of her dress and her bra.
Once the tattered material he once called a shirt was finally gone he dove for her.
Seeing her there layed out on the old quilt of the bed. Her hair fanned around her, her beautiful eyes looking at him the same way they had their last night together over a decade ago. He couldn’t help it. Running his fingertips over her cheek and his thumb over her lips he mumbled “I still love you.”
Tears filled her eyes as she took a shaky breath “I never stopped.” She whispered out.
Kissing her slow and deep he pulled away and pressed his forehead to hers trying and failing to catch his breath he panted. “I am so sorry baby, I am so damn sorry. Fuck, I love you.” He sounded so lost and broken as he positioned himself to enter her again.
Sucking in a ragged breath when he thrust forward. She let it go with a barely audible “I love you.”
This time taking it slow and savoring the moment he took still strong, but slower, deeper strokes while he worked his lips and toung over every bit of her they could reach.
She tasted like a life thought to be lost to him. He felt like a life long awaited by her.
They loved and returned to one another long into the night before collapsing into the first real nights sleep either one had been able to have in half a lifetime.
Insertion will be at 2200 local standard time with departure from passing container ship via zodiac watercraft. This will be a 72 hour mission. Team will cut engine once one mile out and then paddle to the north side of the island near “Pole Point” and come ashore setting up security and hiding the boat. Current estimates have local population at 30-60 people. Local infrastructure is wooden palm huts and sheltered pits into the ground. Local vegetation is thick single and double canopy jungle. Elevation is generally flat. with the highest point being 98 meters above sea level.
Team will recon the area just off the coast with a FLIR equipped drone to locate the local inhabitants. Team will then move into potion around the camp and attempt to locate the hostages, spending the next 24-36 hours gathering intelligence on movements and routines. The night of the third day if required intel levels are met, team will strike when there are the least amount of population awake, dispatching sentry’s with distance suppressed fire and retrieving the bodies if possible. Entry will be quick and quiet, only shooting if absolutely necessary. Non-lethal and diversion devices are to be used in a emergency capacity if team is compromised. Once HVTs are grabbed, team will extract to the zodiac and meet up with another passing container ship as scheduled.
Four man fire team with a team leader. All team members minus one will have LWRC IC-PSD with 10.5 .300BLK barrels installed. Geissle Super Select Fire triggers and SilencerCo Omega suppressors. Steiner DBAL-L2 LADs, Surefire M600 scouts with IR filters, and Aimpoint Micro T2s will also be installed. Magazines will be 40 round Magpul PMAGs in a coupler for 80 rounds on tap. Gorilla Ammunition’s Silverback subsonic 205 grain will be what is loaded into the gun and the two additional magazines worn on the belt-line. Sidearms will be Sig Sauer MK25s with 20 round Mec-Gar magazines loaded with Hornady 135 Flexlok Plus-P 9x19mm worn in Safariland ALS with a Surefire X300U attached. Only one pistol magazine will be carried and used as a last resort.
Last remaining member will have a SCAR17 suppressed with the same Omega suppressor. Hornady 164 grain TAP .308 Winchester ammunition in 20 round magazines. ATN Day/Thermal optic with Steiner DBAL for IR designation. Harris Bipod as well as a 45 degree RMR for close in work.
Team members will all wear US Armor level 3 stab vests and Ops-Core non-ballistic helmets. Helmets will be carrying PVS7 NODs, Streamlight IR lights, go-pro cameras, and M2000 strobes on the back. Multicam Tropic Crye pants/assault shirts will be worn with Solomon Forces GTX boots. HSGI battlebelts/suspenders will be worn to carry first line equipment. This includes two additional 40 round PMAGS, one RAT-5 knife, OMEGA-9suppressor for the MK25, IFAK, dump pouch, two M84 flashbang grenades, one M18 smoke grenade and specialty ammunition (either 12 guage shotshells or 40mm non-leathal grenades).
Special purpose weapons include two Benelli M1014 Short Barrel 12 Gauge Shotguns for breaching/diversion/CQC and two M320 General Purpose Grenade Launcher for breaching/diversion.
Fieldpacks will be Mystery Ranch Mountain Rucks loaded for a five day mission to give team extra capability incase HVTs are unable to located the first night or the situation turns south and extraction ship doesn’t arrive.
Food will consist of MREs and cold-water dehydrated meals such as Mountain-House’s chicken salad or granola with blueberries. Individual snack items such clif-bars/power bars will be left up to individual discretion. 10 liters of water will be carried by each member in two 3 liter bladders and four 1 liter bottles.
Additional clothing will be polypro silkskin base layers, four pairs of smartwool light crew hiker socks, two pairs of ex-officio boxers, shemagh, nomex flight gloves, multicam poncho, boonie hat, and a Mutlicam Tropic blouse.
Other individual equipment consists of various survival and mission equipment in various pouches/sacks. This includes, paracord, trip-wire, 100mph tape, electrical tape, zip-ties, extra batteries, weapons cleaning kits, binoculars, additional medical supplies (TQs/Quickclot/izzy bandages) signal mirror, VS17 signal panel, signal mirror, USGI casualty blanket, Kifaru Woobie, bug spray, bug netting, personal and field communications, GPS, multi-tool, knife sharpener, pen flare kit, wet suit, and emergency survival equipment.
Mission will be fast and light, minimize casualties and our presence on the island.