Love and Lead (Shake & With_out _Strings)

[With_Out_strings]

It was a cold night Kiev, but every night that Donna spent in this city it felt cold, maybe it was because the farther north she was then more she notice the lack of warmth.

She did not like traveling to these old soviet union countries, she felt like she was deep inside the belly of the beast that was have a a hard time trying to digest her. She just wanted to get her assignment done and get out of there before any one discovered her or her handy work, which she still had to do.

She was being paid a lot of money to Kill a councilman that was going to be at a fund raiser that night and she was going to pose as a one of the Guest to get close to him so she to completed her job. if every thing went smoothly she would just two bullets in his chest and one in his head and then walk away as if nothing had happen.

But there was a hitch, some thing she did not anticipated, that there was another hired gun on the job that night and he was there to do a job as well. It's always been a bad omen what two professional cross paths in the line of work, cause you can never know if their friend or a foe. all you could be sure was that they were being paid as well and they had half of their money waiting on the completion of the job. an while half a paycheck was nice, a full one was better.

So Donna stalk councilman, waiting for the right time and place to do what she was there to do, which might be a while, cause the old coot was taking his time and she just wanted to get job over with. So she waited hopping her time would come sooner then latter.

 

[Shake]

Lawrence never thought he would have to come back to Kiev again. The last time he was here he had set up an ambassador's car to explode and boy did that bring some warmth to Kiev. Unfortunately the incident was traced back to him and for a few days Lawrence had to play hide and go seek with the K.G.B. But that was old news. What was on the plate for today was a job much less lethal then what the man was used too. Simply put he needed to steal a few folders with quite the amount of blackmail information inside them. And no one but the councilman in question knew where they were.

So, what better time to infiltrate the man's mansion then during a large dinner party that he threw? Lawrence sneaking his way into the mansion through the back before coming out into the party, dressed in an amazing three piece suit with a pair of polish black shoes on his feet. Standing at six feet two inches Lawrence was quite handsome, strong jaw line, defined facial features. He had short brownish blonde hair and a pair of green eyes that at the moment were sitting behind wire rimmed glasses.

His Russian was spot on and with some champagne in one hand Lawrence would mingle as he made his way to the councilman. But there was an issue. Once Lawrence had found the councilman he was quick to pick that someone else was there. Just from how she followed the councilman, how she watched him. This was more then a woman infatuated with the man, there was that look, that look that she was going to kill him that she had. Was she working as well? He couldn't very well have her kill the man before he led Lawrence to the folders... Lawrence wanted his full pay check after all!

It took a little bit of time but Lawrence would come up to Donna as she sat alone. Any man that came up to her either got the cold shoulder or a wave good bye from Donna who wanted nothing to do with them. Lawrence however sat down next to her without saying a word. “I have got to say you and I are very out of place at this party.” Lawrence said in English, keeping his eyes on the councilman. “I am assuming you have a piece strapped to your inner thigh? Or do you have one in your purse?” The man asked, smirking as they sat together.

“I need that man alive till he leads me too some documents. He and a number of other council members are going to meet in his private office in a good twenty minutes. If you can wait till then then you can go in and kill them all even, but I need him to unlock his safe in his office.” Lawrence stated, smiling as he sat there. “So why don't we dance? And when the time comes we can go visit the chairman and his friends in his office?” The man would ask, offering Donna his hand. Just to the left of all the tables was a cleared dance floor, lovely music being played for the guests to dance too.

 

[With_Out_strings]

Donna knew that being spotted on the job was a kiss of death and this man that wanted to dance with her was most likely was just toying with her before he planed on killing her, his story about getting a bunch of Files was most likely a ruse to throw her off, an him telling her that she had a chance to kill a group of councilmen was not her job, it was one man, and she wanted to keep it neat and tidy, she was not big on the whole overkill idea.

"Well I Guess I could dance with you, but I know who you are and you are one messy fellow, an I don't feeling like sending my dress to the dry cleaners after tonight is over, so I'm going to say no." she said as she walk away as she saw that her target was moving away from the crowd and this was going to be maybe the best time for her to talk action.

"Oh and one last thing, try and stop me and I'll make sure your singing Soprano for at lest 5 seconds before you sing a swan song." she said as she got up to follow the councilman to the back of the building away from the rest of the people. she knew that Lawrence was going to follow her and try to stop her, but she was ready for him, if her did not announce him self, she would have been in more trouble, but she knew that he was there and he gave up his only advantage he had over her by saying hello.

Now Lawrence did have one thing right, she did have a gun strapped to the inside of her thigh and another in her purse, she always thought that it safer to have a back up, but then again she also had a back up for her back up by having a couple of poisson throwing knifes as well strapped to her other thigh. there is not such thing as being over prepared she thought.

She knew that she could intercept the councilman on the way to the bathroom, she knew he had a weak bladder an the he needed to use the bathroom almost every hour on the hour and if she time it just right she would catch him just as was about to make his hourly visit.

But in her attempt to follow the councilman she lost track of Lawrence, which was going to be a problem, cause he could blow her cover, but then again she could blow his, so it was a stalemate in that sense.

but the Job had to come first, Lawrence was second on the list.

 

[Shake]

Lawernence only smirked when Donna denied him and of course followed it with a death threat. Well this definitely was going to spice the night up. The man watched Donna as she went on her way, only smirking a little before getting up as well. She was going to follow the councilman so Lawrence was going to follow her, and once she had her chance to strike he would intervene. At least that was the new plan that he had in his head. Neither of the two would of seen what was coming.

At the stroke of ten just on time the councilman excused himself from whatever group he was chatting with. He needed to go to the bathroom after all the champagne and his personal issues. The moment for Donna to strike would be then and there, and as she would raise her gun to bury two holes in his chest and one in his head a rather loud barrage of bullets suddenly shot off from down the hall. What looked like one of the waiters stood with an assault rifle in hand. The party immediately stopped before a number of nearby ladies cried out in panic.

The guards that were there quickly swarmed to the area to find Donna with a gun and the councilman dead. The party quickly turning into a shoot out. And as the bullets started to fly Lawerence was quick to pull Donna back. Truth be told had snuck up behind her in this moment, planning to open her neck up with a knife. But the situation had changed drastically. Down the hallway the two went, Lawerence knocking over a couple that had just come out of one of the rooms with their cloths a little disheavled. “In here!” He shouted, pulling Donna in before slamming the door shut. The image the two would get as the door closed were the two confused party guests being riddled with bullets.

“Well fucking hell!” Lawerence shouted, locking the door before going to a nearby bookcase. The man grunting before pushing it over to block the door. “How many fucking people wanted this guy dead!?” He asked, pulling his jacket off and tossing it to the ground. Donna would see what looked like eight pistols strapped to the man's chest and stomach. Four going up the sides, two just beneath his arms, and two tucked into his pants. Lawerence pulling the two out from his pants as he looked around. There was constant banging on the door to the room the two were in, the banging suddenly stopping.

“Out of the way!” Lawerence shouted, diving to the left of the room before bullets started to reign forth from the blocked off door. “Let's make a bet!” Lawerence shouted from across the room. “If we make it out of here alive you have to go on a date with me!” The man laughing as he got up onto his feet, guns trained on the door as it slowly started to chip away. At the first sight of someone's head he would fire into the door, burying a hole through the man's forehead. This of course only resulted in more bullets being shot into the room, Lawrence moving up besides the other bookcase for cover.

 

[With_Out_strings]

"Friends of your's" Donna said as she aimed her one gun right at Lawernence and she got her second one out from between her legs. Sure he might have saved her life, but it did not mean she had to trust him, he was still a hired gun and his only loyalty was to his wallet and secret bank account.

After that she did not know what to make of him, other then he brought a lot of guns to a simple party, again a bit on the overkill side of thing. She just hoped that he did not bring any grenades, cause those would draw way to much attention then she cared to have right now.

"Your asking me out on a date in a shoot out?" she said as she dove behind a desk while bullets ripped threw the drywall and plaster, She looking around and saw they were trapped in the room that they were in, an if she was going to get out of the building, first she had to get out of that room.

If the room she was in was the frying pan, the rest of the building was the fire and to make thing worse, she was in there with another gun toting fish that was she did not trust.

"You Know what, when were done here, I'm going to blame you for this fuck up, cause I was sure as hell was going to get away clean till you blew my cover!" she Yelled and she shoot two armed guards as they busted there way threw the door before she made her way to the door to get the hell of that death trap that moron dragged her into.

 

[Shake]

“I will take that as a yes!” Lawerence shouted over the gun fire, laughing as he fired with her at the on coming guards. The woman definitely looked pissed, anyone would in this situation. But she didn't have to take it out on him. “Hey wait a second!” The man called out to her, following her out into the hallway. There were men stationed at the end of the hallway where that waiter had shot from, Donna and Lawrence able to trace back their steps to the main hall where everyone had previously been dancing.

“I didn't blow your cover. Hell I was about to kill you the moment you were going to pull that trigger on the councilman!” Lawerence called out, dropping two of his pistols to pull out two more. Men coming down the rather expensive looking staircase with ak 47s in their hands. Lawerence shooting two in the head, their bodies falling down the rest of the stairs. “Blame whoever the fuck that waiter was!” And as he said this one of the men would jump out from his side, knife in hand as he intended to stick it through Lawerence's head. Lawerence dropped his guns and caught the man by his arm, turning and slamming him into a nearby table. More guards would follow from the hallway and Lawerence would roll to pick his pistols back up.

It was utter chaos with the amount of bullets flying. Somehow the woman had gotten to the other side of the room. They both were at the end of the main hall, propped up against two large pillars that ran up to the ceiling. Lawerence reaching over to shooting at men that stayed out in the open or tried to rush from table to table for cover as they got closer. “You don't see me blaming you for planning to ruin my mission do you!?” Lawerence shouted again, as if this gun fight wasn't as serious as a life or death situation to him. Of course when a bullet took off a chunk of the pillar he was standing behind he would let out a frantic breath. Looking over to the woman behind the other pillar he would raise his pistol, shooting the guard that was quickly coming in from the front door.

 

[With_Out_strings]

"Hey I was it not you who walk up to a strange woman and out load started talking about how you were here to steal some files, ask her where she was hiding her weapons and you did not expect some one to not over hear that." she yelled over the gunfire as she was down to her last bullet just as one guard came around the pillar she was behind with M4 carbine, with one fluid motion she jammed the barrel of her gun under the guards chin and shot him straight up threw his skull as she grab his rifle and turned to spray the area that Lawerence was in killing at lest 4 guards that had Lawerence pinned down and clipping Lawerence in the the arm in the process, nothing too bad just a flesh wound, but one she hope hurt like a son of a bitch.

" Oh sorry did I hit your arm, I was aiming for you head." she said with a sly smile as she started to clear a path to the back of the building where she had a motercycle hiding if she needed to make a quick getaway. She was not liking this smug asshat, he was sloppy and arrogant, an it did not help that he admitted to her that he was going to kill her just a few moment ago, But she was thinking the same thing she just was not going to admit it to him.

But she did had to admit to her self, this jerk was handy with a set of guns, she just wish he was not following her every move, cause she had an escape plan and she was guessing that he was going to try to use her plan to get himself out of this jam and that was why he was following her, the only reason she did not kill him was because it meant the guards attention was split between him and her, if either one of them got caught or killed, them meant the rest of the guards would switch there attention to the remaining person, an that's never good.

Pretty soon the two of them found themselves in the back courtyard and out in the open, she had a 50 yard dash to make before she could make it to her Bike that was waiting for her, but with all the guard on their tails she was not liking the odd, cause she knew that but the this time, a sniper could have gotten up on to the roof of the building and could pick her and the pest off in the courtyard if she made a wrong move somewhere.

When did such a simple job go so wrong? oh yeah cause of him!

 

[Shake]

“As if anyone was around our table listening in!” Lawrence shouted back, watching Donna almost gracefully remove that M4 carbine from the guards dead hands after shooting him and spin around to take out the others that Lawrence had pinned down. “Son of a bitch!” Lawrence shouted out when she had clipped his arm. “Watch where you are aiming!” Though the warning fell on deft ears as Lawrence saw the sly smile on Donna's face. She was dangerous! Though he had to admit that was a feature that was definitely working in her favor.

With the main hall cleared for a few moments Lawrence would follow Donna, keeping his eyes open for any more guards that would pop up. Taking the free moment to reload he would stop when Donna did just outside. “Your escape plan is a motorcycle?” Lawrence stated, the sound of foot steps just above them as well as shouting coming down from the halls started to get louder as the remaining guards started to narrow in on their position. Of course when Donna shot him that glare Lawrence would just shake his head.

“Ok I get it, this would have been so much smoother if shit didn't hit the fan. But that guy who killed the councilman had to of been planning to do this anyways! If I wasn't here tonight you would have been caught in the cross fire without me and probably dead!” Lawrence was still trying to argue his case, even as a few bullets shot past the two of them. The man quick to turn and take down the two guards that were coming for the courtyard.

There would be a loud honking noise before a black hummer pretty much broke through the decorative stone fence that had circled the courtyard, driving right up to the door that Donna and Lawrence were at. “About damn time!” Lawrence shouted, the doors opening. There was a red headed man sitting in the driver seat, wearing what looked like freaking shorts and a Hawaiian t shirt. “Who is the babe?” The man asked, even as bullets ricocheted off of the Hummer. “Not now Kenny!” Lawrence shouted, getting in the back of the Hummer.

“Get in!” Lawrence shouted, already shooting a guard that had caught up to the two of them. There was indeed a sniper, the three of them able to see the sniper shell actually put a dent into the Hummer instead of just bouncing off. Once Donna would get inside the Hummer would take off and she would find that in the back of the Hummer was quite the collection of weapons. Pistols, rifles, a bazooka, sniper rifles.. Lawrence was quick to pick up a M16, rolling down his window just enough to shoot out from.

 

[With_Out_strings]

" You Know you have a real flair for being discreet and subtle." Donna said being blatantly sarcastic after she got into the humvee, she did not know what it was with Lawrence, but she just got a vibe that he was a trouble magnet and shit was drawn to him, she was not sure what was going to pop up next, she just hoped that it was not robots, sure that was science fiction, but right now she would not be surprised if a couple showed up just to take the two of them out.

Seeing that Kenny had brought with him a small arsenal of gun an stuff she notice the grenade launcher that was in the back and while she hated any thing that was would draw unwanted attention, that ship had sailed a long time ago and not it was more about getting her ass out of the oven, an she hatted to admit this, but some times to fight a fire, you have to use explosives.

So while that Humvee was racing threw that streets a couple of SUV's showed up to chase after them, climbing into the back where the trunk and kick out the window to shoot at the vehicle that were chasing them, she shoot two of the three SUV's that were after them, but the third one was able to keep away from her shoots, that driver had some skill, she hatted to have to kill him, like she hatted to kill Lawrence and Kenny after they got away, well maybe not Lawrence, he was a bit of a prick, she might like killing him.

 

[Shake]

“Damn, right for the explosives.” Lawrence stated when he saw Donna crawling over the back seats with the grenade launcher in hand. The woman kicking out the back window before taking on the pursuing SUV's. “Woman after my own heart!” Kenny shouted, quick to turn and miss an on coming car. Lawrence snickered and put the assault rifle back in place, reaching over to the sniper rifle that was there. After a few moments the sun roof opened up and Lawrence put the sniper rifle through, sticking his upper half of the body up while he set the sniper rifle down on the top of the Humvee. Setting up and aiming he had the cross hair's centered on the last SUV driver, exhaling before blasting a large hole through the SUV's windshield, as well as the head of the driver.

Once the SUV's had been taken care of, Lawrence slipped back inside, bringing the sniper rifle in with him before shutting the sun roof. With that the three seemed to be golden. The Humvee making it's way through the streets, though they couldn't just vanish or blend in with a bullet ridden Humvee. After a few minutes the Humvee would be in the older part of Kiev, Kenny turning into an abandoned apartment building. There was another car parked inside, but other then that nothing else.

“So long story short Donna.” Lawrence said, the two never exchanging names. “You were set up, someone wanted the councilman dead but they wanted you to be caught red handed. I am pretty sure it was Igor Brofskanoff, seeing how a few months ago you had killed his brother on his vacation to Paris. Anyways you make enemies in our line of business but you also make allies. I got contacted a week ago and was asked to come help you out.” Lawrence said, the Humvee now at a complete stop. “Unfortunately things didn't go as well as I wanted them too, but I was able to get the councilman's death on tape. But more importantly the shooter as well.”

“Now you can leave, do your best to track down the killer and find his employers. All the while trying to dodge the KGB since you have been identified as the murderer. Or, you can go on that date with me and I will give you the video recording so you can prove your innocence. Even if you did plan to kill him and get away scotch free. That car and this folder are for you.” Lawrence said, reaching down beneath the passenger chair to pull out a folder. “These are the files I got on you and your mission, but more importantly the double cross. I am not lying take a look.”

 

[With_Out_strings]

" Okay just a few moments ago back when things went to hell, you were telling me how you were going to kill me so that you can get your hands of a couple of folders and now your telling me that you want to help me in exchange for a date, Lawrence, or should I call you Mister Messy." Donna said, sure she they did not exchanging names, but if you had a reputation for never having a single clean kill or job the did not turn into a total shit storm, like Lawrence did you too would have a nick name like Mister Messy.

"Oh an one more thing you can say thank you for what I'm about to do next." she finished saying before she shoot Kenny straight between the eyes just as he was about to aim one of the M-16's that he brought along with him in his car at Lawrence and Donna.

" Oh my God, I killed Kenny, I'm a Bastred." she said in a deadpan voice before she put her gun away.

"Lawrence you a loose cannon and the employers are sick of paying others to do clean ups after you. Hell the councilman job tonight was just another Clean up after you work in Faisalabad Pakistan, cause he was going to be part of a task force that had an agenda to track you down and capture you or kill you, an Kenny, I bet he had orders to put you down as well if you screwed up again, which of course the famous Mister Messy always screws up." she finished say as she waited for Lawrence to reply with on of his witty remarks, or at lest what he thought was witty but more lame than anything else.

 

[Shake]

“Huh.” Lawrence sat there rather shocked at what just happened. Donna had pretty much painted the inside of the Humvee with Kenny. And then she started talk about how Lawrence always screwed up his missions. “Whoa whoa whoa hold up hold up.” Lawrence said, raising his hands in the air as he looked at her. “Things might not work out how I planned them too, but I always finish my missions. Just cause I can't get on a motorcycle and drive away when I am done doesn't mean I didn't complete the job.” He said, almost insulted now that he had saved her life. Then again he could be blamed for putting her life in danger but that was another argument.

“I lied to you about the folders, I was trying to get you to kill the councilman in his office where there wouldn't be cameras. And that date I am asking you on is going to be at the same restaurant the hitman is going to meet with his employer at tomorrow to pick up his payment. Employer probably will send a goon but the shooter will be there. Sure I don't have a perfect record like you do, but I still get contact for jobs. Hell I am given the job no one wants to do cause they are suicide missions half the damn time.” Lawrence said, getting out of the car with Donna since he didn't want to sit there any longer with a dead Kenny in the front seat.

“And I finished my mission! Got your ass out of there. Thank you for Kenny but I think you should thank me.” Lawrence said, looking at Donna as the two stood in the apartment parking floor.

 

[With_Out_strings]

"Thank you, What sort of Idiot are you, I think I rather shoot you before I thank you. Your reckless, stupid and you have no clue what your doing, I'm surprised your not dead yet from what I have seen, but then again You might have a leprechaun shoved up your ass, cause that's the only way I can think that you been so lucky up till now." she said as she was Getting tired of Lawrence and his attitude.

" Now here the deal, Your going to tell me where this restaurant is and I'll go deal with the Shooter and his goon and you take what left of you cash and retire, cause you clearly don't any skills for this line of work or I can beat the information out of you then kill you, either way works for me." She said as she waited on Lawrence to make his choice, but she was sure as hell hoping that he pick the second choice, cause she was getting sick of him and she wanted so badly to beat the crap out of him.

"So what's it going to be?" she asked