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He's Not Just My Bodyguard.

Puerto Rico. {Mostly}

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a part of He's Not Just My Bodyguard., by _Michelle_.

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_Michelle_ holds sovereignty over Puerto Rico. {Mostly}, giving them the ability to make limited changes.

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Jonathan Harper [35] "Wait, you're the job? This is just too rich."

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Jon kicked up his feet as he sat down. With a quick flick of his wrist, he stuck a cigarette in his mouth and lit it. The plane reached the peak of its take-off height when he exhaled. The pillowed man, still unconscious, jostled around in the back of the plane. Jon pulled some gauze out of the medicine kit, and wrapped it around his arm. He watched Riley as he snipped it from the remaining batch, and clipped it securely.
"So, how have you been, Riles? I haven't seen you in a while," he asked in a tone contrary to the stressful situation. He inhaled again on his cigarette.
"I haven't really been following your modeling career much lately, I'll be honest. Get a lot of jobs?" his voice sounded calm, almost like he was talking to her over coffee.
"I'd imagine that your fella has a hard time keeping up with you," he laughed.
The man in the back stirred a little. His unconsciousness turned into a light sleep. Carlos closed the cockpit, apparently in order to focus his attention on what he was doing.

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Riley looked at him as he covered his wounds with the gauze from the medicine kit, grinning she shrugged slightly as she leaned back in her chair or side of the couch.
"Well, I mean other than these serious of attacks my life has been pretty good. I have made a lot of friends, you know ones who don't actually leave me," She looked at him, before looking back down at her lap. "And a lot of people have been requesting me to model for them and be their spokesmodel so their products appeal to younger people. So yeah, I have been pretty successful." She said, shrugging once more as she glanced at him she shook her head.
"I don't have a "fella" in my life, most men that want me just want someone to show off or a whore." She smiled, looking up at him with a sigh.
"How has life been for you, Jon? Any new women in your life or maybe you found the one?" She asked, curiously as she was hoping he didn't find anyone but she couldn't figure why she hoped he didn't. It wasn't like she still had feelings for him, they went away a long time ago.

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Jon let out a long sigh, exhaling smoke, when she referenced him directly. Yeah, I'm the one who left. I'm the one with the larger than life career that requires me to surround myself with beautiful people with connections.
"I don't know why you do this model thing to yourself. You're marketing yourself as an over-hyped coat rack to the photographers and clothing designers. They take these pictures and manufacture them into big pieces of art. You're basically a bowl of fruit. Don't you want something more out of life?" he asked, almost nonchalantly. He took another drag from his cigarette, then put it out on a nearby tray table.
"My life has been a little rocky, actually. Women came and went, of course. I've always had a way with women. Not that it's gotten me anywhere except for bitterly divorced. My career's good, though. I mean, look at me. I'm a badass." he said laughing.

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Riley looked at him as he spoke and frowned deeply as he called her a bowl of fruit.
"I model, because it makes me happy I guess. Well I mean of course I would love to do other things as a career in my life, but I am still young so I have time." She said quietly, shrugging her shoulders a bit as she thought.
"Well you've always been a badass, ever since we were little. Don't you remember how many times you would do something wrong and never get caught? Whenever I tried I was never able to not get in trouble since I can't keep a secret." She laughed, leaning back into the chair she was sitting in.

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He smirked, and allowed an air of silence to grow between them. His eyes studied her face through the lingering smoke for a few seconds before he decided to speak again.
"It's a good thing I don't have any secrets that need sharing. I remember that you have a terrible poker face. The only times I ever got caught were when you ratted me out. Man, if our parents knew what we were really up to, back then..." Jon trailed off. He glanced out of the plane window, suddenly deep in thought. Outside of the plane, vast stretches of ocean expanded out below them, beyond the horizons. Somewhere out there awaited the country of Puerto Rico. Their enemies knew they were coming, of that Jon had no doubt. Their target was Riley, and they wanted her dead, as far as Jon hoped. He could only imagine the horrors they would inflict on her if they wanted her alive. However, those weren't the things he felt worried about. Most of all, he was worried about the steps he would have to take, the lives he would destroy, and the heinous acts he would have to commit to keep her safe. After all of that, he would have to go back home to Amy with that blood on his hands. Provided he came back at all.
He sighed, "You're not as young as you think. Besides, if you were doing any of those other things, do you think you'd be here on this plane, fearing for your life?" The man behind him stirred a little.

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Riley looked at him as he looked at her, watching as his eyes studied her face for a bit. She nodded a bit and smiled slightly as he spoke of her not being able to keep any secret that he would have, because it was absolutely true. She began to think about their memories from she they were younger, looking at him as he looked out the window she started to think about how much she still liked him or at least thought she did. She would have to ignore her feelings though, because Jon had the so called 'Amy' who he had waiting for him at home, who would welcome him with open arms.
"I'm glad you see me as a old woman, but those other things would still get me in the wrong with some bad people. If I were a lawyer I could have a drug dealer I proved to be guilty send his goons after me, right? So yes I think so, I am very much sure that I would be fearing for my life still." She said.

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The plane shuddered from slight turbulence.
Jon rolled his eyes, "Aww, c'mon, you really think you'd be a lawyer? I know quite a few lawyers, you know. They have big bags under their eyes, and are some of the best liars alive. You've got a truth face. Honestly, you're a little too good for such work." The man stirred around, scrambling for bearings.
"If I were to guess, I would say that you would like to be an artist. Or perhaps a teacher." Jon held up his hands, making a box, of which he looked at her through it, "Yes, I could see you wearing a ratty white tank top, covered in paint, on someone's back porch, painting their barn before they got home. That suits you a little better, I think." Jon was clearly joking by his tone of voice. Even though he was joking, he couldn't help but feel that, if Riley were an artist, she wouldn't be on this plane with him. Maybe she would even be waiting at home for him to return...
He shook the thought from his head, "So, before I talk to our friend over there, I've been wondering something. Why Costa Rica?"

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Riley rolled her eyes slightly from his words and laughed, shaking her head at his words.
"Well I would be a artist if i could draw, but I would much rather be a writer or a chief." She said quietly, looking at him with her green yes before she looked back at her lap. "But, those seem a bit too silly, huh?" She mumbled. She always wanted to be something that would keep her in one place so that she could find the perfect someone who would love her and stay by her side forever, back in her younger days she always thought it would be Jon. But, that bubble bursted years ago.
"Uh, what? Oh, Costa Rica..well my dad as you know is hispanic and my mom is Laos, I have been pretty much everywhere except for Puerto Rico where my dads family is from and Laos. I can't speak any of the languages that are spoken in Laos, so I decided Puerto Rico would be good since I speak fluent spanish." She said, shrugging her shoulders as she turned her attention back to the window so that she could avoid any more conversation and block out the noise of the man in the back that was tied up.

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Jon narrowed his eyes. Without so much as a word, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a pen, and placed it in front of her. It was really fancy, with a name engraved on it. Amy. He stood up, grabbed the man, and dragged him into the cargo hold. The man yelled out in pain as Jon pulled him by his cuffs.
"I'd bother asking you who you work for, but I don't think you know," Jon gripped his right middle finger, "I am going to do something very terrible to you, right now. Can you guess what it is?"
The man howled as Jon snapped his finger like a twig.
"I'm going to let you go. But I want you to deliver a message to your boss. Tell him I'm coming for him, and tell him to bring bigger guns, next time." Jon grabbed the airlock, and yanked the door open. He shoved a parachute into the man's hands, ripped the pillow off his face, and kicked him out of the plane. The man's screamed echoed through the wind-blown sky, until Jon yanked the door closed. Just when the door latched, his phone rang.
"Harper," Jon answered.
"Agent. Care to explain why you're on a black flight to god-knows-where?" his supervisor said hotly.
"Sir, I have a code-"
"I don't give a damn what your reasons are, Agent. You've gone way off the reservation on this job. Give me one good reason why I shouldn't blow your sorry ass out of the sky."
"Castillio."
"Damn it. Alright, Agent. I expect a full report on my desk. If you blow up another hotel, I'll have your ass!" Click. Jon sighed. His phone rang again.
"Hello?" he paused, "Oh, hi sweetheart. Listen, I can't really talk now. Uh huh. Oh, wow, that's amazing! Congratulations! We'll celebrate when I get back. When? Oh, umm, I'll be back in about a week. Uh huh. You know I can't promise the exact day. I'll tell you all about it when I get back home. Really? Alright, don't burn the house down. Bye, sweetie."
Jon hung up the phone, sighed again, and walked into the kitchen to grab some liquor and a few glasses.

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Riley looked at him as he placed the pen down in front of her, frowning she picked it up as eh was confused as to why he placed it down in front of her. She inspected the pen and saw the name Amy, sighing softly she put the pen back down not bothering to look at it once more. Yeah, Jon must be taken already. There is no point in hoping that he will fall for me if he has someone at home waiting for him whether it is a little girl or a wife, maybe even both. She thought to herself, touching her temple she sighed softly and continued to think. She sat up all the way in the chair and bit her lip as the man's muffled screams grew louder after a small crack. She squeezed her eyes closed and then looked at him, biting her lip as the man was pushed out of the plane.
"Oh, jeez.." She mumbled, watching as the door was slammed shut and Jon took his first call with who he assumed to be his boss. She felt a bit bad, being the reason that he was in trouble with his boss. When he received his second call she sat back down in her seat and listened without meaning to. Once he finished his call and walked off she sighed a bit. Amy must be his daughter if that is her, but that would mean he had a girlfriend or wife he had Amy with.. She thought.

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Jon dropped a few chunks of ice into a glass, and unscrewed a large bottle of amber colored liquor. He calmly poured the liquid into the glass, his eyes darting back in forth in deep thought. His phone vibrated in his pocket, but this time he decided not to answer. As he drank from the glass, he could feel the plane beginning its decent. Jon breathed a sigh, half-knowing that there wouldn't be a quiet break like this for a while after they landed. A memory graced his mind.
"Daddy, watch me!" the girl called out to him. He pushed her along as she peddled her pink and white bicycle. Soon, he released his grip on the bike, and she wobbled to and fro.
"Don't worry, honey. I'm not going anywhere," he reassured her, "You're doing great. Keep pedaling. Daddy's so proud of you."
The girl's face filled with glee as she continued down the paved road. Jon stopped running and watched her ride her bike. His phone rang, and he answered it.
"Harper," he said, a smile on his face. However, while listening to the conversation, his smile quickly faded. Horror quickly overtook him.

On the plane, Jon took another drink, his hand shaking. A small tear fell from his eye, and he quickly wiped it away. He refilled his glass, and poured some into the other glass. While returning to Riley, he noticed that she hadn't figured out the pen.
"Hey, Riles, what is a pen for, if not for writing?" Jon placed the drink down in front of her and sat back down.

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Riley sat down in the chair that was closest to her, gripping the pen she looked up at the ceiling as she began to think deeply. She was endangering Jon's life, because of some obsessed fan. She shook her head at herself, knowing that if anything were to happen to anyone it would be all because of her, she did something to piss of the wrong person. She didn't notice that Jon came back in until he placed the glass down in front of her.
"Uh, maybe you should just leave me here in Puerto Rico so that you can home to your loved ones? Wife and kids, maybe? I don't want you getting hurt anymore, because of me. I'll just try to find a body guard there in Puerto Rico to watch over me until I am safe. I can't let you get hurt because of me, I won't allow it so when we get to Puerto Rico I am finding my own way to safety, okay?" She said, serious.
No matter what he said to her she will leave his side, to keep him safe for whoever Amy is. She would keep him smiling and happy with someone who would probably love him more than she ever could, you know if she ended up loving him again.

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Jon cracked a huge smile. The smile turned into a rising, almost insulting kind of laugh. He took a long drink from his glass, still laughing.
"Hey, I won't have none of that kind of talk, alright? Your dad hired me to do a job, and that's what I intend to do. Besides, you wouldn't last two seconds out there without me," he said confidentially. The plane shuttered as Carlos deployed the landing gear. Jon's muscles tensed involuntarily, a knee-jerk reaction to the coming danger. He tried his best to hide it from Riley, who seemed to enjoy watching him like a hawk. It's not that he minded, he was used to being looked up to for guidance and support by the people he protected. He only hoped that she didn't watch him too closely when he needed to work. He couldn't imagine her trusting him too much if she saw what he was really capable of.
His expression turned serious, "Don't run off on your own, Riley. These guys aren't playing around. They'll capable of doing horrible things to you. I need you to trust me, okay? This is my job. I'm used to this kind of work. Promise me you're not going to run off."