Deceptive Beauty

by Dawn White

  “So you were at Gavin’s? Where was your service revolver, why wasn’t it with you at all times? Why are you wearing a sleep shirt and nothing else? How did Marshall Donalson also known as Hammer, end up like this?”

  I rolled my eyes and said. “ If you had let me finish I would have answered. I stayed the night at Gavin’s, Hammer surprised me when I was still in my pajamas. I left my service revolver here because I went on a date, and couldn’t hide it from Gavin. And Hammer surprised me, tied me up, beat me, cut me, threatened to rape and kill me like he did to the other women, and when I got free I put a bullet in his head when he was fighting with Gavin.”

  He put his notebook away and gave me a look of annoyance. I rolled my eyes at him and said, “Can I go get dressed, so I can give these clothes to the crime scene techs? I’ll sign my affidavit as soon as I get dressed.”

  He nodded his head at me to answer, I finished with him and handed him my gun and walked down the hall towards my room. After changing into a comfortable pair of pants and black t-shirt I grabbed my spare gun out of my suitcase, tucked it into the back of my pants and headed back to the kitchen to sign the affidavit, and hopefully be allowed to leave. When I walked into the room, they all turned to stare. Agent Loma turned and walked towards me with a clipboard and pen. He already had my service pistol bagged up for evidence, and keeping it legit he tapped the dotted line at the bottom of the page for me to sign. I grabbed the pen and signed the paper, with my every account of what transpired today.

  “If that’s it, I’ll be back at the field office in the morning and can be debriefed by Special Agent Marcus.”

  He nodded and waved for the open door.

  Chapter 9

  Devious Encounters

  *Rebecca*

  I opened the door to my little blue coupe, jumped in and with a sigh of relief put the key in the ignition. I put the car into drive and headed off towards the clubhouse. Just as I stopped at the stop sign I felt a trickle of fear run down my spine. Adverting my eyes slowly from the road I glanced into the rearview mirror and was suddenly shocked by the eyes looking back at me in the pitch black.

  Turning in my seat I tried to reach my gun before he reached for me– only I was too late. A flash of light and sliver of silver caught my attention as he thrust it against my throat, a hiss of pain escaped my throat before he said. “Pull over in the Mall parking lot. Carefully open the window and drop your gun out. Did you really think Hammer was smart enough to do everything alone? I mean how could he? I’m going to get Gavin on the phone and we’re going to settle this right now.”

  A tear trickled down my cheek as I shook my head in agreement,carefully pulled over, put the car in park and pulled my gun from my pants and dropped it out the window.

  As I was about to ask him who he was, he screamed, “Put your fucking hands on the wheel!”

  I nodded and did as he said, but instead of lessening the pressure on my neck with his blade he pressed it further and watched me in the mirror as he pulled out his cell. I listened intently as he spoke to Gavin.

  “Hey Prez, there seems to be a problem with your girl over at the Mall parking lot. You might want to get over here as soon as possible. Ok I’ll keep an eye out for you.” I tried to yell but he cut me off as he pressed the blade in further. I cried out in pain as the blood slowly started to trickle down my neck.

  Reaching deep into my terrified body I said. “You know I’m an ATF agent right? I promise you before this night is over I will kill you. I will slowly shove that knife through your throat and watch as you slowly drown in your own blood.”

  Letting out a laugh, I smiled but was surprised when he punched me in the eye socket. I felt the swelling and the trickle of warm blood going down my cheek. A tear trickled down my right cheek, mixing with blood and stinging my raw, cut throat. Unfortunately he didn’t remove the knife before he did and the knife pressed deeper into my already bleeding throat.

  He laughed before he said. “You’ll be a dead fed bitch before this night is over. Y’all think you’re so fucking smart, but who has the knife right now? I’m going to kill your lover, after I make him watch me fuck his fed whore. Then I’m going to stick you like the pig you are.”

  Hearing the sound of motorcycles near by I started looking around frantically. He pulled the knife from my throat as he heard the bikes and stepped out of the car. He started waving his hand frantically trying to get their attention, put his knife into its holder on his side and pulled his gun and held it on me, while we waited.

  “Over here!” he yelled to get Gavin’s attention.

  Gavin pulled up, looked through the window at me, and jumped from his bike. He removed his helmet and tossed it to the side.

  He stepped in front of my captor and said. “What’s going on Pledge? Who did this to her?”

  Stepping closer to the car so he couldn’t see the gun yet, I saw my chance, and yelled out to Gavin. “Gavin it’s him!”

  He hit me with the butt of his pistol before he turned the gun towards Gavin, who already had his gun drawn. I took the moment of his turn to finagle his hunting knife out of it’s sheath.

  “You just could never treat me right. All you ever did was bitch at me and make me do all of the bitch work. Maybe if you had trained your bitch better, we wouldn’t be in this situation now would we?!”

  Gavin saw I had the knife and slowly started backing up towards his bike to pull him further away. As if sent by god, we heard more motorcycles approaching which drew the pledge’s attention away from us for a split second, which was all I needed to jump out of the car with the knife. I lunged at him, and before I could strike him in the spine he turned just enough for me to hit his ribs as he pulled the trigger, hitting me on the right side of my chest. The pain of the shot made me stagger, the only thing holding me in place was the hunting knife I had plunged deep into his ribs. We dropped to both of our knees as he fell over, he was gasping for air, as I slowly crawled up his body and removed the knife from deep inside his lung.

  Gavin rushed to me, but I pushed him away. I yelled at the Pledge before I plunged the knife into his other lung and collapsed to my side coughing up blood from deep inside my quickly filling lungs.

  Gavin wrapped his hands around my face as his guys came running towards us. He whispered into my ear. “You can’t leave me, I just found you. What am I supposed to do without you? I know we just met, but I think I love you! Please don’t leave me!” Gavin Yelled at his club members, “Call 911!!! She’s dying!”

  I coughed up some blood, and with the last ounce of strength I had I said, “I love you. Sometimes you have to take the moment we’re given and make it our happily ever after. I can do that if you can look past how we met.”

  The words came out gargled as I laid there with blood pooling underneath my damaged body.

  Trying to comfort me, Gavin said, “I can. Let’s worry about forever when you get better.”

  Gavin sat up behind me and held me in his lap, rocking me, I could hear the sirens coming for me then the world went dark.

  I woke up in the hospital the next morning. The pain in my chest was unbearable. Before I realized where I was, a hand reached out and rubbed my forehead. I turned and saw Gavin sitting there with relief written all over his face. I smiled at him, which quickly led to a wince of pain.

  Gavin reached over and pressed the little morphine button, to help relieve my pain, before he said. “I’m so happy you’re ok. I was worried sick. I love you and will always be here for you.”

  Chapter 10

  *Gavin*

  I woke up hearing Rebecca curse at the nurse for waking her up.

  “I just fucking fell asleep, why do you have to harass me even at 3 in the fucking morning?”

  The nurse responded kindly, “Hunny, I’m just trying to increase your morphine, you go in for surgery in a few hours, and Dr Ripley ordered it increased prior to your pre-op.”

  She grabbed for my hand and smiled at me as the nurse finishe
d increasing her meds. She turned away from me and asked the nurse a question.

  “How long will I be in surgery?” The nurse shook her head and said. “I’m sure honey, all I know is the Dr will be in here in the next hour to talk to you.”

  Rebecca smiled at the nurse before thanking her, and turned back to me.

  “Have you been here this whole time?”

  I smiled at her, and answered. “Yes I have. The nurses told me I should push your morphine button every thirty minutes even if you’re sleeping. So I set my alarm for every thirty minutes after I push it.”

  Rebecca smiled at me and squeezed my hand tightly. She reached up and grabbed at her chest wound. The nurse quickly shut the IV pump, and pushed the button. Rebecca was about to say something but was cut off by the influx of morphine in her system. Her eyes slowly shut until she went into a deep drug induced sleep again.

  I looked at the nurse and asked, “Is the recovery from this surgery going to be bad? How long do you think she will need to be in the hospital?” The nurse smiled, walked over to me, put her hand on my shoulder and said. “She should be out of the hospital in a few days.Don’t worry Honey she is in good hands.” I smiled at her, shook my head in agreement and rubbed her hand before I leaned back in the chair. My alarm sounded just as I was closing my eyes. I quickly shut it off and rest it for thirty minutes from now. I closed my eyes and drifted off, only to be woken up by the Dr and the pre-op team coming to get Rebecca ready.

  Rebecca quickly recovered from her surgery. We were able to have some time to get to know each other, while she recovered.

  ****

  *A week later. Blairesville GA Rebecca’s cabin*

  Every morning we woke up we made love. Rebecca was really sore from her injuries, and surgeries, but loved just laying in bed with me. I was more than happy to oblige. This morning was no different.

  After I brought Rebecca some breakfast we curled up and watched Netflix. Goodfellas was a great movie, we laughed through the majority of it.

  After I got up and turned off the Blue-ray player, I quickly ran back to the bed. Rebecca rolled over and kissed me deeply. Her lips lightly moved over mine. I pulled back and softly pulled her blue silk nighty off, exposing her glorious full breasts. I leaned down and teasingly took one of her light pink nipples into my mouth. Rebecca leaned her head back in passion. She quickly recovered as I pulled off her nipple and started pulling my boxers off. I softly secured myself between her legs, trying not to jostle her too much. Rebecca reached her hand down between her legs and grabbed my hard, throbbing cock. She jerked it for a second as I conquered her mouth, and lead it to her wet opening. I glided smoothly in, as we were both lost in the throes of love making. I moaned out, “Oh my god Rebecca, I love you, I never want to be without you again.”

  I couldn’t hold it in any longer and thrust myself into her harder, just before I spilled my seed deep inside of her. Rebecca laid her head back let out a moan, and smiled, as she tried to catch her breath. We laid in silence for a few minutes before Rebecca said, “I love you, I wish we could stay here in this bed forever.”

  I smiled and quickly said, “I love you too, and I would like nothing more than to stay right here.”

  Before we knew it, her time off was up. Rebecca thought she was healed up enough to get back to work, and I needed to get back to the MC.

  Chapter 11

  *Rebecca*

  I picked up my cell and realized I missed a call from Gavin, when I was in my debriefing meeting. There were three text messages and two voicemails. I wanted to hear Gavin’s sexy voice so I decided to listen to them first.

  “Rebecca, you haven’t called me today. How are you feeling? Just checking in on you Darling and seeing when we’ll get together again. Love ya. Call me when you get this.”

  I smiled when I heard his Love ya. I scrolled through my text messages as I walked into my office, I had a notepad with messages from my secretary on my desk. Pushing them to the side I finished reading Gavin’s sweet texts. Just as I was picking up my notepad, the fluorescent lighting in my office started to whirr, as if being in this building couldn’t be any more annoying. I went back to the task at hand and started reading who called when I was out.

  Sick call wants you to come in at 1:15pm to get your cast taken off. Followed by the surgeon on duty, wanting to check the plate in your eye socket.

  Agent Marcus Marshal wants to see you when you get done with your Dr’s appointments.

  And above all Rebecca, make sure you have a great day!

  I’m happy to have you back!

  I looked at the clock on the wall and realized I’d have to call Gavin after I get my Dr’s appointments over with. I rushed out my door, patted Laurie on the back and smiled at her as I rushed down the hall. Looking at my cell phone, I only had two minutes to get to the next building.

  Rushing past Agent Mia’s door she yelled my name, I turned and said, “I can’t stop I have to meet my Dr’s in two minutes.” She smiled and responded, “Call me, we need to get together for drinks this weekend.” I nodded and turned the corner to the elevators. Pressed the button and rushed in before the doors could fully open. Of course, my journey to the clinic couldn’t be uneventful, Slate had to be in the elevator going to the clinic also. I faced the door and tried to ignore his very existence in the same elevator. Until I heard him clear his throat.

  “Are you really just going to pretend I don’t exist? Look what you did to my pretty face!” He said with a chuckle.

  I laughed, looked at him and replied. “I think it’s an improvement.”

  Slate chuckled and said. “Ha, Ha Rebecca. I’m sorry I called you a biker whore. I was still sore from our breakup, and you know Marshall hasn’t trusted me on assignment since the Birmingham incident.”

  I smiled the nicest smile I could muster towards him, as I said. “That’s not an excuse for being an Asshat. As far as I’m concerned we’re just co-workers. Other than the occasional Hi in passing, there is no need for us to talk, or take trips down memory lane. And as far as Birmingham– that’s what happens when you get innocent people caught in the crossfire.”

  He nodded his head and replied. “Okay, co-workers it is. But we were all really worried about you when you were in the hospital. I’m glad you’re ok, and hope you get to unwind a little before Marshall throws you out there again.”

  I turned back to face the door as our floor was coming up. But before the doors could open I answered him. “I’ll be ok, and as far as Marshall is concerned, I have a meeting with him after my appointment. So that whole unwinding might not happen.”

  The elevator jolted to a stop, and the doors pinged open. I walked through first, and quickly stepped through the glass double doors to the cat walk. I looked at my cell before I put it back in my pocket and realized I was late! I picked up my pace and rushed through the clinic door.

  The perky nurse stood up from behind the counter and welcomed me.

  “Good afternoon Agent Quinn, you’re healing great! The Dr will be with you in room three if you want to just take a seat.”

  She pointed to the room, then went back to pulling her long dirty blonde hair up into a messy bun. I smiled and thanked her as I walked into the exam room. The rooms always smelled like antiseptic, and medical tape. I looked down at my cast and couldn’t be happier to be rid of it. I reached my good hand up to my eye socked and felt the stitches, and hoped I didn’t look as bad as it felt. The pain meds kept my pain at bay, when I took them. But I hated the icky feeling I get when I take the prescribed four a day.

  Just as I winced the Dr walked in, and said. “Now you know better than to play with it Agent Quinn. If it gets infected you’ll wish you didn’t touch it.”

  He said as I got caught red handed. He pulled his latex gloves on and moved towards me on the exam table.

  “Please call me Rebecca. You saved my life; I think that puts us on a first name basis.” I said with a smirk.

  Dr. Winston smiled as
he responded. “You can call me Harry Agent Qui….Rebecca.”

  I laughed and said. “I think I can get used to being called Agent Rebecca.”

  Harry busied himself carefully applying the antiseptic to the new bandages. After walking the last two steps to the exam table he slowly removed my bloody bandage.

  “If you’ve been following my instructions, this shouldn’t hurt at all.” He said as he pulled the bandage from my stitches.

  I flinched, when the bandage stuck to the last stitch. Harry made a tsk, tsk, tsk sound as he looked at the wound. He made a quick whistling sound as he said.

  “Your stitches aren’t ready yet. And I don’t like the look of the swelling against the titanium plate. I’m going to prescribe you a new antibiotic, and more pain medicine. You haven’t been taking your pain meds have you?”

  I cleared my throat and responded. “They make me feel icky, and I can’t concentrate to do my job.”

  He sat down, looked at me and said. “I prescribed the meds to you, because it helps with the swelling, and I know this is very painful. In fact I told Agent Marshal that you had to go on con-leave for at least a month. You ALMOST Died! But I guess he doesn’t listen to a lowly Bureau Dr.”

  I looked away guiltily for a minute before I said. “Actually I wanted to come back. Agent Marshal told me to take some time off, but I had to finish my mission, and hopefully get another one soon. But I’ll make sure to take my meds as prescribed. How long until you clear me for more field work?”

  He looked at me, nodded his head, removed his gloves and said. “I’ll clear you after I take out the stitches in three days. But you need to stay on your medicine until you run out of both pain killers and your antibiotic. You’re lucky I like you, or I would send you straight home for bed rest.”