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APO Chapter 2
| » Summary Kate deals with the news of Sawyer announcing hes a double agent and they go on a mission together. Next chapter, Jacks back. ;) |
Chapter 2
Las Vegas, Nevada
“Bluebird, we have our target Bluebird, do you read?”
Sawyer spoke into his walkie powered cuff links waiting in the lobby of the Wynn Casino…
“Bluebird?” Sawyer hissed when he didn’t get his response from his partner. Finally replying, Kate cleared her throat and remarked…
“Yes I see him…”
“Well?” Sawyer asked impatiently…”Can you get his prints?”
Kate rolled her eyes from her post, coming out in a short short waitress skirt as she carried their targets Martini replacement…
“Handing him his glass she winked back and replied…”
“Your drink Mr. Carter…”
“Oh sweetheart, please call me Malcolm…” He smiled and put his hand on her smooth ass patting it. Kate tried not to scowl. From his position, Sawyer had to do everything he could to not pummel this ass hole right now. And Kate took his old glass with a smile, adding…
“Anything you need Malcolm, just let me know.” And she winked back at him as she left…He took a sip from his drink the sedative in tow, as she took the old glass with his prints.
Bringing it back to Sawyer he hissed at her when she got to the supply closet…
“You know your just askin for it when you let them grope you like that.”
Kate scoffed. Her icy act even icier since she found out Sawyer was a double agent. He had pulled her into meet with Director Linus the next day barely even giving her a chance to exhale. She had to fill out about a hundred sheets of paper, pretty much guaranteeing that her ass belonged to the US government. The problem was, her ass belonged to John Locke too. The price he had on her head was too steep to give that all up. Since that night she couldn’t sleep or eat much. Infact she had lost about 10 lbs.
Sawyer felt awful after it all. He knew Kate was a good person caught in a bad situation. He didn’t know about the arrangement she had with Locke, but he knew she was taking it hard. So when she told him to ‘get bent’ for the 20,000th time that month, he let it slide. But there was a point when she was putting herself at risk by acting stupid too. He just didn’t want to see her get hurt. Knowing he’d already been sucked in by her charms. Luckily for him, she hated his guts, so he didn’t have to worry about fucking things up too bad.
Kate finally replied to his earlier insinuation about giving the wrong signals to men and Kate remarked gruffly, laying the sarcasm on heavy…
“Well it doesn’t matter who gropes me, just as long as I’m not in jail or dead right?”
Sawyer sighed closing his eyes; he tried to brush off her remarks, concentrating on getting the prints off the glass. He put it under an ultraviolet light that turned into a scanner. The scanner took the prints and sent the message to a special box filled with a wax lining. Sawyer inserted his finger and the wax melded to his hand with the new prints. And he looked back at Kate replying…
“This aint easy for me either Freckles.”
Kate rolled her eyes and stood up dropping the lead paperweight on his other hand and Sawyer scowled…
“Ow! What did you do that for?” He asked angrily as they made their way to the finger pad. And Kate hissed angrily…
“You know I could report you to Locke and he’d have you taken care of in a nanosecond…just like that.”
Sawyer snorted passing her up and he replied…”Yeah I know sweetheart, but then you’d have to live with my blood on your hands…”
Sawyer went up to the keypad and it scanned his prints. The door clicking open for them and they stepped inside as Kate replied passing him up and heading for the Choral. And she replied snidely…
“Don’t fall under the assumption that the guilt would weigh that heavy on my conscience Sawyer!”
Sawyer glared back at her as she went for the goods.
Apparently this painting was a hot commodity on the black market, and even a hotter commodity for Kate’s boss, John Locke. Sawyer replied sarcastically…
“Yeah loyal to a fault to a boss that’s got you working one step above white collar criminals…Yeah that’s something to be proud of Freckles.”
Kate looked back at Sawyer like she wanted to slug him. And she rolled up the painting slipping it in a metal air proof tube and slammed it against Sawyers chest when she was done.
Replying as she stood up in her heels…
“I’m going to take care of Carter…Don’t wait up for me.”
Kate replied with a sly smile as she left Sawyer standing there alone with the tube knowing that would get his blood boiling. Sawyer sighed angrily knowing Kate was going after the list, which would require entrance to Carters room. He worried about her safety. She put on a tough act, but when emotions were involved and he knew there were, Kate could be very vulnerable. Sawyer had been working with her for almost a month now and he had gotten to know her well. Well as well as can be expected when she hated his guts 95% of the time.
Still something made Sawyer keep going back. He felt personally responsible for her safety, knowing he got her into this mess of being a double agent, but also he felt responsible for her because he cared.
Sawyer slipped the tube into a suitcase in his room and got back downstairs just in time to see Kate with her arm weaved through a very drowsy or drunk as most would assume, looking Malcolm Carter. He saw his hand on her ass as they made their way to the elevators and Sawyer stood outside watching the floor numbers. As soon as it stopped he ran into the next elevator and followed it up.
He saw Carters bodyguards waiting outside his room and Sawyer sneered. Deciding to trick them he pretended he was hotel security replying…
“You with Malcolm Carter?”
“Yeah.” The guy with no neck answered. And he asked…”What’s it to you Blondie?”
Sawyer tried to keep from rolling his eyes figuring this guy was using his IQ to maximum potential to come up with a nickname for him and he replied…
“Oh nothing that cant wait till morning…After all Mrs. Carter just stepped foot in the hotel lobby 5 minutes ago and is planning on surprising her husband…But if you want I can go down there right now and show her up here personally.”
Sawyer smiled back at Tweedle Dee, and then Tweedle Dumb looked back at his partner and huffed…
“We better warn Mr. C.”
Sawyer raised his brows and turned around, replying…”Enjoy the rest of your stay at the Wynn!”
And then the two men argued…”You wanna tell him?”
“No you, you’re the one who had to ask!”
Rolling his eyes as he walked down the hall Sawyer waited in the ice machine room for the commotion and 5 minutes later he heard soft footsteps coming closer. Catching a flash of that familiar brown mane, Sawyer caught Kate’s arm as she passed by, almost getting an elbow to his face in the process but he blocked her…
“Jesus Freckles!” He had his hands on her elbows as she was pressed against his body, the spark relit as he was backed against the ice machine and Kate looked back at him exclaiming frustratedly…
“What the hell are you doing Sawyer?”
He felt that spell she cast over him. The spell that made his tongue go slack and eyes haze up. And Kate met his gaze. And Sawyer shook his head trying to shake it off…
“I was tryin to help you darlin.”
Kate sighed and threw her arms up…
“I can take care of myself!”
She took out the black book she got from Carter, the one with all the addresses of black market art dealers and waved it in front of Sawyers face.
“See!”
And then Sawyer noticed the bruise on Kate’s arm and he grew angry, thinking that ass hole Carter was rough handing her and he held up her wrist showing her what he saw.
“Yeah, and I can take care of some things myself too.”
Sawyer marched back down the hall towards Carters room and opened the door, not really surprised those two idiots left it wide open, their boss was passed out on his bed, the sedative clearly taking effect, but Sawyer didnt give a shit. He took the empty glass of vodka on the night stand and tossed it in his face waking the man up. Seeing Carters drugged up red face as he opened his eyes was all the response he needed, as he balled up his fist and broke the mans nose.
Kate gasped as Sawyer threatened him…
“You son of a bitch!”
“Sawyer!” Kate exclaimed surprised at his reaction.
“What the fuck?” Carter had his hand up to his bloody nose and Sawyer slammed his fist into his balls leaving the man quite handicapped and red faced in pain and he replied…
“I don’t care if you’re a whale, lay one finger on my staff again Carter and we’ll be seein you in court!”
Sawyer tried to play alone with the hotel Sawyer to not give up his and Kate’s identities and then he took her hand and pulled her along with him to the elevators.
They got inside and Kate looked back at him incredulously asking him…
“Are you insane?”
Sawyer looked back at her angrily and he replied pushing the button to their floor. He shook his head and replied…
“Yeah Freckles, I’m as crazy as they come, must be the reason I agreed to do this in the first place.”
He replied frustratedly realizing where these spontaneous outbursts were coming from and he hated it. He jammed his hand onto the elevator button again wanting it to hurry. He had to get the fuck away from Kate and get away from her now. She was just staring at him with those big green doe eyes of hers, and he fucking hated it.
“C’mon.” Sawyer muttered wanting the doors to open now! “C’mon c’mon.” he continued impatiently as he heard Kate’s voice from behind him…
“Sawyer?” She asked as he turned around hesitantly to face her, and before he could even turn fully, he felt her lips smash against his. His back hit the side of the elevator and Kate panted into his mouth.
‘Oh fuck’ Sawyer thought feeling his insides boil to the surface. Taking her kiss, he knew he was a goner, their tongues thrashing. Forces of nature couldn’t get between them right now as he rammed her back into her side of the elevator his hand on her jaw as he kissed her. And Kate moaned into his mouth. Sawyer felt a pressure in his loins region and he panted and looked into Kate’s eyes as the elevator dinged open. Both of them shaken out of their haze, they looked into each others eyes not knowing what the other was thinking right now.