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The Four Aces (always open)

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Elena tried to ignore the tingle she felt when Blackjack helped her out of the bike. She shook her head at the bullet marks on the bike and thought the same thing he said. When the door tot he safehosue opened, she thanked him and entered.
 
She preceded him into the house and he followed, locking the door behind him. He then began flipping on lights and closing the curtains so no one could see that they were inside. He put his other gun on ya nearby coffee table and took out his phone from his his ;ocket, looking through the contacts. At the moment, he didn't really need to contact anyone, just stay alive long enough until morning.
 
Elena looks around the safehouse and went for the kitchen, she hadn't eaten in a long time since breakfast. "Hungry or thristy?"
 
He dropped his phone onto the table and put his gun in the front end of his jeans. He looked up when she called from the kitchen.
"Oh, don't worry about me, you eat." He said, walking to the kitchen. "Like I said, it doesn't matter what happens to me." He leaned against the door frame and watched her.
 
Elena nodded her head as she took out whatever was leftover.
She took a bit bnut left a little uneasy eating in front of him. "Uh, are you kind of the leader of the small gang your involved in witht he rest or is one of the others the leader?"
 
Blackjack watched her eating, reassuring himself that she was getting what she needed. Honestly, his own health was the least of his worries.
"I work with anyone who I know and trust who were also present at the bar. But my loyalty lies with the Four Aces, including your father." He explained to her, crossing his arms over his chest.
 
Elena nodded in understandment. "H-how much am I worth?" She have always wanted ot know how much she is worth if captured, she asked her father and one of his men but neither of them told her, they refused.
 
Blackjack paused upon hearing her question and understood why her father hadn't told her. But she'd eventually have to find out, Blackjack suddenly didn't want to be the person to tell her. Since she asked him and since she was in charge of him, he'd have to give her answer.
"With you..." He hesitated before answering so he could form his sentences. "With you, they could trade the whole empire belonging to your father. Just for you, they could have everything he has and there's no guarantee they'd let you go back to him either."
 
Elena's eyes started to widen and suddenly she wasn't hungry at all. "So I'm that valuable? If I was never his daughter things would probably be easier."
 
She stopped eating and Blackjack took that as a bad sign.
"He doesn't care about what's easier for him. He only cares about you and he'll do anything to make you safe. And that means so will I." He said, still standing by the door. "So please, princess, eat."
 
Elena could only nod, she knew her father would do anything to protect her but she still felt that if she changed her identity and looks and go far away even he would be safe as well. Slowly she started to eat while scheming a scheme. "And please stop calling me 'princess' call me Elena"
 
He had to do what she said and so he made a mental note to not call her princess anymore. He continued to watch her while she ate and not just to make sure she was eating but to make sure she was fine health-wise. He still cared despite being a trigger-happy grunt.
 
Elena had decided that once she was safetly returned with her father, she would create a fake passport, dye her hair wear diffrent colored contacts and wear diffrent clothing and set off, far from the states. It was a long shot but she had to try. As soon as she was finsihed eating, she threw the paperplate away. "So what are you to tell Xander about his bike?"
 
He smiled at the thought of seeing Xander's when he notices the damage to his bike.
"I'll get him a new one." Blackjack said, turning around to walk towards what appeared to be a bedroom.
He fluffed the pillows and folded the sheets so that it was ready when she wanted to sleep. When she does, he'd have to stay awake to keep watch for a few more hours before he got some sleep.
 
Elena followed Blackjack towards a bedroom and watches him get it ready. Her eyes scaled up and down his broad figure, she had that urge to jsut run up in his arms but again, not the time and place. "You should rest for a bit, I don't need any"
 
He turned once he was done and looked at her while she spoke to him.
"I'm fine, thanks." He smiled, looking at the floor. "So yeah, this is as fun as it gets around here." He said, walking to the door to the bedroom and checked the locking mechanism on it.
Satisfied, he removed his gun from his jeans and checked that safety was on otherwise he's risk shooting his balls off.
"You're not going to get rid of that stuff?" He asked, pointing to her wig and contacts.
 
Elena felt the wig and blushed "Oh, yeah thanks for reminding me." She took off the wig in two motions and carefully removed the contacts.
 
Blackjack watched her remove the wig and set of contacts. He confessed in his mind that she looked a lot better without her disguise. He definitely couldn't get enough of her eyes. Again, he probably wouldn't be allowed to say it out loud.
"It's getting late, are you sure you don't want to sleep yet?" He asked her, inquisitively. "It can get pretty boring around here."
 
Sarah knew at this point she was more sober then Stacey and sense Stacey had no idea how to drive she said ";alright all in my car we are heading out". She knew they be crammed in there but there was no other way to get them home. STacey picked up her things and headed out tot he car yelling ";I call shot gun". Sarah smiled and turned to pretty boy and said "you need a left" . She turned to Xander and Samson saying "come on you two there is some what room in that charger for you all to sit in the back while stacey rides up front"

(I think that was death bringers name )
 
(Yeah you got their names right)

"Alright." He spoke, slightly whispering.
He strolled to the bed and sat down, holding his face in his hands. He tried to wipe his face with his dry fingers, hoping they'd help.
 
Xander and Samson both nodded their heads simltainiously. "Sure." Xander said following the ladies with Samson behind.
 
Elena eyed Black one more time before closing the door so he could a little privacy and headed towards the living area to go over her plan one last time. She whispered to herself, "where are you dad?"
 
Blackjack lifted his head to see Elena close the door to the bedroom. He guessed that she thought he needed some time to himself and he wasn't sure whether she was wrong. Just to be certain, he went to the bathroom to splash water onto his face and after drying his skin with a towel, he walked back outside to see Elena still there. He walked behind her, putting his hand on her shoulder comfortingly.
"Are you alright, Elena?" He asked her.
 
Elena quickly whiped her tear and looked up at him. "Do you dad is alright?" She couldn't let him know she was crying let alone the plan.
 
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