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Trent McGarden

"I don't like fighting, hell I didn't even ask for this kind of life... but killing is the only thing I'm good at. Well other than sleeping the day away."

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a character in “Prohibition”, as played by Aryutsuki

Description

Apperance


Trent is a 23 year old Caucasian Texan man with black hair and bright amber eyes. He stands at five feet and eleven inches with no facial scars. He is usually seen with a cowboy hat, worn-out jeans, cowboy boots, and a plaid shirt or an old t-shirt. Trent is also often seen with a small smirk on his face.

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Personality


A man who's laziness is only matched by his flirtatious nature. Although he's one of the very best assassins he prefers to avoid fighting anyway possible however if fighting is the only way out he will not hesitate to attack.

He's has that natural 'Southern Charm' with a heavy Texan accent.






History


Trent McGarden was adopted by Grace "Lulu" Hill and Johnathon "Saint" Hill. Before he was adopted he used to wonder the streets, sometimes lucky enough to catch himself a rat that he tried to make him last at least two or three days. He took baths when it rained and sometimes he tried to rob food.

One day he tried to rob the wrong person, Johnathon Hill. Also known as the Saint of Death. Needless to say Johnathon easily caught Trent.



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"Lemme go! Ya'll rich folks can buy a lots mo! I ain't got nothin' to eat!" Trent cried out as he kicked about.

Johnathon simply arched an eyebrow at the young kid, he looked like he was no more than eleven. Scrawny... stinky... all scratched up...

"Have you ever tried asking?"

"Why I gotta be askin'? It ain't like ya gonna give me food or nunin' if I do. Ya just-tuh gonna be laughin' at me..." Trent whispered softly but immediately began kicking again. "Le-ah!" He gasped as his back collided with the cold brick wall behind him.

"Listen here kid, don't you dare compare me to other people." Johnathon hissed out and quickly changed his hold on the boy. He was no choking him. "You just knocked down my fiancee and you're acting like the victim here?" He spat out and leaned in. Cold dark brown eyes staring into Trent's soul. "You're going to apologize to her on your hands and knees! Beg for her forgiveness!"

Trent's eyes watered. "I-I ain't doin' it! Ain't she like deid or anythin'!" He gasped when he was once more slammed against the brick wall.

"Honey stop that!" A soft feminine voice stopped Johnathon from speaking. "For goodness sake he's just a kid... he just needs some help. Hello, my name is Grace but everyone calls me Lulu. What's your name?"



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ImageThree days later he was adopted by them. With them he learned how to be a respectful gentleman, fend for himself, and how to treat a lady. When he was twelve he began to work alongside Mother Lulu at a small yet highly famous cafe. He learned how to cook pastries something that made him very popular with the ladies. At the age of fifteen he fell in love with Diana Farr and he soon became her boyfriend.Image

When he turned eighteen, Diana had an accident and the medications were much too expensive even for her family. Trent immediately went out in search of more jobs. Soon he was working eighteen hours a day. Three months later he was told that if Diana was unable to receive the medications within two days she would die.

So he did the one thing he could: sold his soul to the devil [Donovan]. Donovan immediately paid for Diana's medications after Trent signed the contract... eternal servitude. Trent happily went to hospital but what he saw broke his heart.

Diana was with another man. She told him then and there that he had been seeing the man seven months after he, Trent, started dating her.

"I was only using you for your money."

It was like she plunged a knife into his heart and twisted it ever-so-slowly. Even that would have been less painful than hearing those words...

Later he realized he sold his soul to the devil for nothing. He left home with a word and moved to Russia with his knew and only boss.

Ever since Diana, Trent has had a great hatred for city girls. He also became a cynical introvert and vowed to never get involved in any other relationship.

So begins...

Trent McGarden's Story

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Partner was extremely an over statement. She stared at him for a moment, noted that the target had left through the front door. Damn it. She looked back and forth between Trent and the door. How the hell did he get in? The window. Why was he here? He was an assassin. Naomi just closed her eyes and sighed. She couldn't go after him, unfortunately. It was true. Assassins didn't attack in daylight.

"What the hell are you doing here, Trent? I could have taken him out myself." Naomi muttered. "Damn it all. I need a drink."

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Naomi was getting a headache from the man. She pushed herself from the seat carefully and pushed her hand against the horn of her car. The horn beeped loudly and the man gasped and fell backwards. He was so drunk, fell backwards and skidded across the ground. Naomi slumped back against the seat, her head rested against the window. She hoped Trent would hurry up, if anything she could drive herself, right?

She pushed the unlock button on the driver's side from where she sat. Her legs propped up on the dashboard, her arms rested against her stomach. The man pulled himself to his feet.

"Son of a..." He grumbled.
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Enna Lynn lead him into the large barn, where the horses were located. There were different types of horses; Paints, Stallions, Chesnuts. Enna Lynn moved to her favorite horse from the bunch, the colt. She unlatched the door, pulled the colt out from the pin and ran her hand against his black coat. She stroked his mane, ran her fingers across his nose and ears. "This here, is Spunky." She smiled softly. "Until he gets a better name and out of his stubborn attitude, he'll have a different name."

Enna kissed the Colt's nose softly, the horse nuzzling her chin lightly. "He's handsome...ain't he?"

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Naomi shook her head slowly, her head resting against the cool window pane. "No just him." She smirked quietly. "Who knew, that an assassin could get spooked by a car horn. You afraid of spiders too?" She added, though by her small laughter, it was meant as a joke. Her hands stroked through her hair for a moment, then back to holding her stomach.

"I'd tell you where I live, but, at the moment, I can't remember." She admitted, rubbing her temples.

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She sighed, her head resting against the door. "Enough to not remember what my address is." She answered. Naomi sighed again. Her stomach hurt and she was thirsty. She reached underneath one of her seats, finding a bottle of alcohol. She shook it carefully, making sure there was some left. At least, as a drunk, she wasn't crazy. She popped the cap and took a long drink, she swallowed it down. Her sides hurt, ached honestly. Her lost target had gripped her tightly that night, bruised her side but she didn't mind it. She rested the bottle against her chest as her head rested against the window.

"I wonder what the almighty Trent is afraid of."

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"Wanna ride em?" She wondered. "Pick any horse and you can ride him." She answered softly. She could see it in his eyes, he wanted to ride one of them. She didn't wait for an answer. She opened one of the stalls and carefully pulled out a Paint. She kissed his nose softly and grabbed a saddle. She placed it on her back.

"This is Andy. He's about to have a pony soon. He needs a ride out. Get his mind off his love and his little baby." She grinned. "I will be riding him. If you don't hurry up and saddle up, I'm leaving you in here." Enna laughed.

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Naomi didn't want to make herself at home. She was upset that he wouldn't let her drink anymore. She moved and pulled off her sweater, revealing a black tank top underneath. Her firefly tattoos were visible as she slowly pulled herself onto his couch. She sat down carefully, her eyes tracing her surroundings. She didn't like being in there. Just felt weird. Like she was waling into someone's man cave.

She noted different pictures, the size and the fact that his couch was a bit comfortable. She missed her house. She missed her house greatly. Naomi thought it funny that she wasn't sleepy, just drunk. Or tipsy. Or both. She pulled her hair over her shoulder, her eyes waited for Trent to return and her lips pressed together.

"I shouldn't be here..." She muttered quietly.

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Naomi's eyes fluttered slightly as he took off her boots. She didn't understand why he'd do this for her, "a city girl", his words. He and her hated each other more than anything, so why were they getting along right now? Naomi didn't understand what was happening until he lifted her up, carried her, then brought her back down on the rug. Her eyes widened slightly as soon as she felt the fuzz touch and tickle her toes.

He wanted her to take a bath, not a shower. Was she really that drunk? Her hand moved over her head, pushed back her hair and slowly she gave a nod as he left through the door. Naomi turned on the water, nearly too hot for her to bear. She enjoyed hot baths, always cold from time to time. She leaned against the bathroom wall and slumped to the ground.

She pulled off her sweater, weakly and tossed it near the toilet. Her top only made it half way, before she clutched her head and groaned.

How the hell did she manage to do this to herself?

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"Shut the hell up," Naomi muttered as soon as he mentioned undressing her. She just didn't feel well. She figured he was enjoying this moment a bit too much. She didn't want her body to be revealed. It held one too many scars for a woman to hold, each a battle wound. Some times, she felt embarrassed about it. She pulled the towel from her head and stared at his fingers. She didn't bother answering. She just pushed his hand away.

"My eyes hurt." She muttered. "Don't do that."

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Naomi shook her head. He really did annoy the hell out of her. She rubbed her fingers against her temples and slowly moved to her feet. She needed a bath. They both knew this. She figured she could do it herself. "I'm not a city girl." She muttered, pushed open the door carefully and headed into the bathroom. She closed it, but didn't lock it. In fact, the door didn't close all the way, unfortunately. Naomi didn't want him to see her scars, if she was embarrassed about anything, it was the gruesome scars from fights and punishments across her back. They weren't too bad, but they were pretty noticeable. She ran the water, pulled off her shirt weakly and unbuttoned her pants.

"Something always brings me back to you.
It never takes too long.
No matter what I say or do I'll still feel you here 'til the moment I'm gone.

You hold me without touch.
You keep me without chains.
I never wanted anything so much than to drown in your love and not feel your rain.

Set me free, leave me be. I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity.
Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I'm supposed to be.
But you're on to me and all over me.

You loved me 'cause I'm fragile.
When I thought that I was strong.
But you touch me for a little while and all my fragile strength is gone." She murmured, singing some of it. Naomi wasn't a bad singer, she was actually pretty good when she was alone. She was also good with playing the piano. She undressed slowly, her fingers tracing over her scars.

She slid into the bathtub, sank herself into the water. She groaned, the water heating her body up immediately. She didn't feel well. She knew she should thank Trent, but maybe she would...later.

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Naomi finished her bath slowly, wrapped the towel around her body and carefully climbed out of the tub. She ran her hand through her wet hair, her bangs stuck to her forehead and cheek, her eyes remained the chocolately, delicious gaze. She made her way down the stairs, the rest of her clothes, the clean ones were in the trunk of her car. Trent had her keys. She was careful, not to trip. She leaned against the railing, still in just a towel, but she didn't mind. She was comfortable with that much.

"Trent?" She called quietly, her headache nearly gone but she was still a bit..tipsy. "Can I have my keys?"

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Enna Lynn laughed softly as she rode her horse down the hill, toward the river bank. She pulled her horse to a stop. "Sammy Pate. When it gets warmer, we should deffinately go swimming."

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Naomi stared at him for a moment, barely catching a glimpse of his eyes. She held onto the railing for support and let out a heavy sigh. "One, Kaiden's not my boss. Two Woo wouldn't really care. Three, I need to get some clothes out of the car. And I.. i don't sleep." Naomi muttered at the end. She shook her head, her slender form was dried, cept for her hair which didn't drip at all believe it or not.

"Unless you want to go into my car and grab me a shirt, and jeans, then I suggest you give me my keys?" She said softly. "Please?"

There. She said it. She said please, even though the word sounded...awful to her to give to him. But she figured he deserved it. "It'll be greatly apprecriated."

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Naomi caught the keys swiftly and stepped outside. She unlocked her trunk and pulled out some of her clothes and stepped back inside. She knew she was unable to drive. That much was for sure. She ran her fingers through her hair and headed back up the stairs. She hurried into the bathroom, dropped the towel and changed into a pair of black, jean shorts, red tank top and she couldn’t help but feel relieved that she had a hot bath. She could hear Trent in the kitchen, she figured it wouldn’t be the best idea to annoy him.

She moved toward the wall and looked at one of the pictures. It was a painting, a child. She would have picked it right off the wall but she knew better. She was barefoot, her creamy skin rested on the carpet but stood on her toes just enough to look at the photo closer. “Beautiful…” She breathed, the darkness intrigued her so.

She didn’t seem drunk anymore. The bath did her some good.
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Naomi saw him go outside. she followed him to the porch and softly sat down on the ground, brought her knees up and held them gently with her arms. Her legs were long, she was tall, her hair was nearly fully dried. She looked up toward the scenery, ignoring his eating, though the smell was horrid. She kept her keys in her pocket.

"Trent." She started, her hands rubbing up and down her legs slowly. "I'm not saying I like you and I'm not saying we're friends or anything, but, I just wanted to tell you, thank you. You didn't really have to bring me here, and I apprecriate it. So..thanks." She then sat up, dusted off her legs and moved to go back inside. She felt awkward saying thank you, but she meant it to say the least.

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Horses were fed, stalls were cleaned, and the last thing that needed to be done was to check up on Butterfly. Butterfly was the soon to be mother, the pregnant mare inside the last stall. Enna could be a vet with how much knowlege she had, though no one ever pointed it out to her. she just figured it was a hobby, helping out animals, including horses in need.

She knelt down to the resting horse, sat on her knees in the hay and stroked the girl's nose gently.

"You doing okay?" She whispered, brushing her nose lightly. The horse let out a huff of air through her nose. The owner, Nana came around the corner and looked at Enna lightly, pulling off her gloves.

"Just got done gardening and talking to my daughter. She's thinking about adopting now. Turns out, she can't really have children. So adoptions the next best thing."

"Oh, its a shame she can't have one of her own, but adoptions real nice." Enna Lynn ran her hand against the mare's stomach. "How many does she think she want? And at...hey Nana, I have a little girl, a really good friend of mine, perhaps you remember the Costers?"

"Oh, yes, I do! Those boys were demons, but they did have a cute little girl."

"That's Gerty, she's about five or six now and she's been shipped off to an adoption centre. I figure, maybe she'd be the perfect daughter? She's cute, sweet and kind hearted, and you know what she adores the most? Gardening and taking care of horses." Enna laughed.

"Who knows, Ennadarling, I'd have to talk to Kelly about that." The woman smiled, patted Enna's shoulder and looked on toward the horse. "Any day now, huh?"

"Maybe later this week if we're lucky."

((Ew...with peanut butter?))

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Naomi stopped at the door and turned to face back at Trent. Did he just ask if she... she turned and looked at him, her chocolate gaze settled on his eyes. She pressed her lips together as she thought this over. Pottery...the idea, how could a man like him be interested in pottery.

"I.. I'd like that." Naomi answered, no sarcasm, no hint of pretending... She was serious. "I've always wanted to try it, but my mother only allowed Woo and I to paint the inside, that's about it. Piano and sewing." She shrugged.

"You'll teach me?" She asked, leaning against the door frame.

((Dawww.. Trent and Na, you guys >//< Adorable.))

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"I'm not going to get angry if I get dirty." Naomi answered as he grabbed her hand. "Besides, it'll be worth it." Naomi added as she followed him down the stairs. "You have to promise you won't make fun of me too much if I do get dirty." She laughed, taking each step carefully.

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Naomi carefully sat down in the stool; it creaked as if daring to break and she prayed that it wouldnt. Luckily, it held her. Perhaps she was light enough. The young woman pulled her hair over a shoulder and tugged the bottom of her shorts a little out of habit. She thought about the past, about when Woo, Naomi and their mother would try to make pottery. She remembered how they would sit on large pillows in the middle of the floor, her mother would hand each child a small bottle, tellin them to paint the inside very carefully. She learned to paint intricate designs that way. Whenever they'd ask to make the bottle itself, or the vase, their mother would simply say no, it was not a job for them, but hers and hers alone. She would admit though, she missed her mother greatly.

"How long have you been interested in pottery, Trent?" She wondered, her eyes looking about the room. "Just out of curiousity."

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“I don’t mind your language hun,” Nana answered. “Forgive my being bold, but are you planning on having a future with dear Enna?” She wondered, sipping her tea quietly. She looked at Samuel, smiled and drank the rest of her tea before pouring herself another glass.
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Naomi noticed his hands on top of hers. She took a deep breath, slowly relaxed and her hands moved around the clay carefully, just as her foot pedaled. She was surprised when the wheel spinned, gasped as soon as claw seeped through her fingers. It was so cold! She giggled, an actual bit of laughter escaped her as their hands got dirty. Naomi leaned back carefully, her head touched his shoulder as the clay made form.

"Archery? That sounds exciting..." She was serious. Naomi could hear his breathing... it made her body tingle and she cursed herself mentally. Dont. Get. Attached. Do. Not. Fall. For. It. She thought. Though, she couldn't help it. Her fingers brushed his as she made sure the clay didnt break.

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Naomi would have jumped out of her skin, if she wasn't so focased on the vase they were making. Her fingers brushed against his gently, just a touch and she hoped he wouldn't hate it. She kept her head near his, his voice in her ear...was actually calming. She moved her hands up, then down, feeling his follow hers.

"Piano... I can play the piano. I used to sit there for hours to calm me down, and, I sketch." Naomi admitted quietly. "The piano and sketching helps me. The drinking doesn't happen often, Trent." She whispered. "Sometimes... it's the only way to not feel." She shrugged carefully. It was astounding how her hands fit in his. She was actually enjoying herself...was that wrong?

"I lost my old sketch book, so it's been awhile. Sketching, piano playing, oh, and I like to swing." She smiled. "Childhood enjoyments.."


..."Would you show me how to shoot an arrow?" she wondered. "Some other time of course, if we haven't killed each other by then."

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"That sounds like a good plan... what will you do?" Nana wondered softly. "Oh! Have I told you...well, when Enna Lynn first rode a horse, she rode one of the goats when she was about four. She really thought it was a horse."

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"Oh, you were serving." Nana breathed. "And you found Little Enna Lynn for love...that's so beautful." Nana whispered. "More tea?"

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Naomi sighed quietly as he called her, yet again, a city gal. She shaped the clay into a vase, stopped the wheel and smiled softly. She thought about her painful piano lessons, once she got a song wrong, the whip would smack against her fingers. "Different things...some classical, some sad and thoughtful. I perfer sketching." She shrugged.

Her hands moved along her legs slowly, then faster in order to warm them up. She felt the draft, the cool air.

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Naomi felt odd, felt like he was just being nice, but she knew he didnt like her. It was obvious on more than one account. She rubbed her hands across her legs and shook her head. "No thank you, we've got to adapt to enviroment situations, don't we?" She ran her finger along the vase. It was pretty, not too bad for her first try. Her eyes looked at Trent for a moment and then back to their vase.

"Not too shabby." She admitted.

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Naomi thought about how to answer his question. She thought back to her nights, the ones spent only on sketching and on sketching alone. "I sketch my nightmares, I sketch images from my life, my thoughts. I sketch the memories both bad and good from my childhood, when I was shipped off, the thoughts I had, fears and..what not. Stupid stuff, really." She shrugged it off and carefully stood from the chair. Again it creaked.

"Can I help you clean up?"
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Enna Lynn was outside with the pregnant mare, tending to her needs and dietary meals. Nana poured Samuel another cup of tea and smiled. "You two would bring beautiful babies into this world. You both have that look about you." She smiled, stood and moved to the counter. She sat the tea kettle over the fire and grabbed a plate of rolls. "Fresh baked out of the oven," She offered him the plate.

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Naomi's eyes widened slightly. He wanted to know more about her? She wondered for a moment, and she found herself liking that idea. She mastered in seduction.. sadly, it was true, but another thing was, she was great with hacking and knife fights. She sighed softly as her eyes settled on the bottle of that lavender liquid. It was pretty, she had to admit.

Then he offered her something to eat. She laughed, a soft bit of laughter as he finally decided it would be best if he made her something to eat. She looked at him, a smile touched her lips and she wondered. "Something...not so asian?"

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"Everything is Asian. No matter where I go, they assume I like the food with every bit of my heart." She said sarcastically. Her eyes settled on his and she smiled. "Nothing with the name puke, but...something, I dont want to be rude, but I'd like to try something Texan..American." She shrugged softly.

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Naomi smiled as Trent talked about the different foods he could make. Breakfast did sound good, better than asian food, that's for sure. She leaned against the wall carefully and smiled. "An American breakfast sounds pretty good right now, and I'll just have water. Thank you." She smiled gently.

She looked out the window for a moment, her fingers brushed against her legs. She was cold again. Damn the weather. She needed to move about. She slid in front of the fridge, leaned against it and stepped in front of him gently. She looked him straight in the eyes, her chocolatey, swirls of a gaze, locked on his.

"Only if you let me help."

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Naomi backed up, her back pressed against the fridge as soon as her eyes settled on the rattle snake. One could tell she was a little nervous, her eyes settled on the snake that wrapped about his wrist. The assassin wasn't...she's had a bad experience with snakes, and for a moment, she just didn't breathe.

"I understand..was, just trying to help." She whispered. "You don't have make any food, I hardly eat so it's really no big deal." She slid passed him and the snake carefully, headed to the door and leaned against the door frame. She looked back at the snake and shook her head before she moved to the couch. She sat down carefully.

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Enna breathed in sharply though her nose as Samuel wrapped his arms around her. She could feel his love just by that kiss. Her arms kept themselves around his neck, kissing him right there outside. Nana peeked through the window and smiled. She had a feeling those two would be together, for a long, long time.

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"Uh.." Naomi bit her lip and pulled her legs underneath her form slowly. "As part of our punishment for our organization...snakes were involved. Which I thought I could handle because when I was shipped, snakes were involved then too." She explained. Hopefully that was enough information for him. She didn't want to go too in depth.

"So snakes and I aren't the greatest of friends,"

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Whatever happened last night, Naomi couldn’t remember. Though she could remember pottery, the vase she made. She remembered talking about snakes, forms of punishment and then…painful pleasures. Where the hell did painful pleasures come from? Was she dreaming? She could swear that she heard Trent’s voice…why would he be in her head? In her dreams? She stirred slightly, her eyes fluttered and she carefully turned onto her side, her eyes opened then, widened and stared in shock. Trent stood there, naked, in front of the resting assassin. Her lips parted, her jaw dropped and she sat up slowly in confused. The sheet feel and her eyes widened even more so. She had no clothes..none underneath these sheets. She pulled them up above her chest, her eyes closing and her head turned away from Trent.

“What. The. Hell.” She said, pulling the sheet around her slender body. She moved from the bed, standing on the other side of the bed, away from Trent.

What happened? Naomi thought back to last night, thinking over and over trying to put pieces together. She could feel the back of her head gripped tightly, pulled back and her neck swarmed with kisses and bites. Her body thrown to the bed, her hips gripped tightly and her lips kissed hard, roughly, deeply. She could almost taste her partner… she remembered knocking over the lamp, when she backed up into the nightstand, with him pinning her to the wall. Her heart quickened. Him… who was her partner? Naomi cursed herself mentally. Trent. Trent was her partner. He was in the room. Naked. She was in his bed. There was no other explaination. Did..

She could remember Trent’s grip on her hips…her thighs while her nails dug themselves into his back. Her nails. Did she leave a mark? She could remember her legs wrapping around him tightly, his hands all over her body…oh shit.

She gripped the sheet around her body, turned toward the wall. The sheet was lowered at the back, revealing her tattoos as she pressed her head toward the bed.

“Where…are my clothes?”

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Enna smirked softly before she buckled her seat belt. "I would be of wonderful help.."

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Naomi got in her car and started up the engline. She drove away quickly, hurried down the road and turned the corners quickly. She was irritated. Why the hell would they have sex together? What happened? How did they manage to do that and not remember a damn thing? They weren't drugged. She remembered coming down the stairs, dressed in Trent's clothing while her other clothes were being washed. He made a comment, sat next to her on the couch. That was all she could remember right now. Though her body shuddered when she remembered one...one image.

Trent had gripped her tightly, pulled her close and kissed at her neck. His voice was heavy, throaty, he said things that she couldn't quite put into thoughts.

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Enna slid out from the car and hurried through the front of the motel. She smiled, waved for Sammuel to hurry up. She ran down the hall quickly, left the door open, stripped.

Her shirt was in the door way, her pants in the middle of the floor, her underwear lead to the bathroom, where she took a hot shower.

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Naomi drove back to Trent's house, though she didn't want to deal with his attitude. However, she carried a box of files, hardware and his laptop. She knocked on the door quietly. She wore a dark red coat, black low cut top and long blue jeans. Her jeans were form fitted, her hair was curled and her make up was attractive yet nothing too extroadinary. She was told she needed to talk to Trent for their targets. She was told she had to hack into the computer at his house and although she wasnt happy about it, it was her job.

"Be home.' She breathed.

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[[Who do you want?]]
Enna Lynn nuzzled the base of his neck lightly, gripped his arm gently and carefully tugged him out of the shower after she turned off the shower. She grabbed the towel and placed it around her body, before she hugged him carefully. "I love you so very much."


Naomi shook her head and followed him inside. She stuffed her underwear into her pocket and her eyes settled on the couch. She placed the box down on the couch and sighed. "I found some information, some harddrives and I have to hack into them here. They have information on the leak, but since you're drunk, I'll just work on this and wait for my boss to call to tell me I can fucking leave your house." She explained with a mutter.

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"Fucking ass." She muttered.

"I am not a little princess, country son of a bitch." She was not in a good mood. Her throat held bruises. Bruises that were not from a target but from a pissed off advisor, one who was in charge of her, until the boss got a hold of her. He adored Naomi, in more than one way. She had bruises around her throat, her lower back but she paid no mind to them. She walked into the kitchen but stopped as a snake slithered in front of her. She shook her head.

"If you want to know what happened, nothing." She said calmly...convincingly. "All that happened is we took off our clothes as a joke and ended up passing out. Drink yourself to sleep. I don't fucking care. I'm done." He didnt remember kissing her neck, her nails across his back...at least she didn't mark him, luckily. She would admit though...sex with Trent McGarden...was amazing.

She moved to the front door and slammed the door shut. She grabbed the box and carried it to her car. She shoved it into the backseat, and leaned against her car. She grabbed her phone, dialed and placed it to her ear.

"No, Trents not home. I have to do the buisness elsewhere. Sure, I'll see Chris later.."

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She was going to object, yell at him and argue with him. They didn't just get drunk and slept with each other, did they? She couldn't remember their reasoning, it was just a blur. He was yelling, Naomi stared at him and parted her lips to object but she stopped. That growl... oh god that sexy, fucking low ass growl. She loved it way too much. It was sexy and she hated him strongly for it. As soon as he kissed her, her eyes widened.

She kissed him back. Why did he have to be such an amazing kisser? Her lips sealed against his, firmly, kissing him before her hand gripped the back of his head. She pulled their lips apart, her nose against his, lips above his. "I fucking hate you. You're an inconsiderate, lazy-ass country guy who seriously has some death wish with the reptiles." As she said this, she was serious...but she had a firm grip on his hair, her tongue gently grazed his lower lip before she kissed him.

She had a hunger. A yearning and he drove her nuts because of it.

She wasn't easy...but she didn't mind his hands on her. She wasn't going to let him know that. She leaned against the car, her eyes settled on his before she released the back of his head with a quiet whisper "And you're not even good in the bedroom." She had his hair in a seductive grip...she did the same thing last night. Before he found his way to her again.

Was he going to pin her? Or would he simply walk away?

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Naomi felt his hands at her ass, felt him pull her close before their lips crushed against once another. She hadn’t expected him to taste her, his tongue stroking and wrestling against her. She couldn’t believe her body’s reaction when his tongue barely grazed her own. She let out a breath through her nose. She hated him for how he tasted so good…so delicious. She hated how his fingers traced against her back and unhooked her bra. She hated how it felt so wonderful the way he kissed her. Fuck him.

“It was called for in the moment.” She muttered, her hand stroked down in between his legs as her lips pressed beneath his ear, biting down firmly. She was sly, swift as well. Why did he drive her nuts? It didn’t make any sense. She hated that she loved him touching her. That she loved his husky voice in her ear. “You’re not that good.” She whispered into his ear softly, her hand squeezing.

“You’re nowhere close to sexy…” That was a lie. He was a damn sexy beast and he was fucking fantastic in bed. The assassin moved a hand against his back, delved her nails into his skin and scratched down…slowly yet firmly. Her lips found his mouth again, kissed and pushed him back lightly.

“The hell do you think you’re doing? I am not going to let you take off my clothes right here outside. You’re not that lucky.” She said, though those lips of her smirked.

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Naomi stared at him with slight confusion though a smirk touched her lips. She felt her body ache when he no longer touched her. She knew she could drive him nuts, she's done it quite a few times.. just a few certain touches to certain places and she'd have him. She narrowed her eyes. She hated him. Oh god, but she loved the way he made her feel and hated it. Talk about a love hate relationship in all literal. Her bra had slipped, yeah. But she was both aroused and cold. She tilted her chin slightly to his waistline.

"At least I'm not peeping through my pants." She whispered, stood close to him and lightly traced her tongue against his lip. With that, she stepped back and opened her car door.

"I've got some hacking to do."

[[I almost heard Enna go "Hmph."]]

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"What can I say?" Naomi answered. She shrugged and sat down in her driver seat. "I'm not going to intrude on your home. I'll do some hacking at the motel. Have a good day, Mr. McGarden." She waved, closed her door and smirked. She started the car quietly, leaned against the passenger seat.

She rolled her window down an inch and smirked. "I hate you by the way."

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[[Time sucks e.e]]

For a few moments, Naomi just couldn't move. But then, her lips parted and she gasped out for air, her eyes widened and her body jerked. She was hyper venilated for a moment, her face wet with tears and her heart was pounding. She was finally able to move, though her stomach ached with pulsing tightens within her muscels. She was shaking, another side effect of the drug. "T-...Trent." She breathed, her eyes closed tightly and she hid her face. Oh she was not dressed properly. She felt exposed by the things he did to her. She wouldnt tell Trent. From the looks of it, it just seemed as if the man took off her clothes to give her cuts and bruises..nothing more. That's what she would allow anyone to believe. She had done this lie before, she was good at it.

Unfortunately.

"They work for Jones.. russian accents, country accents." She joked, her hand brushing against her throat. She didn't feel too good. She felt sick, from more ways in one. "I need...the bathroom." She whispered.

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[[I've started colllege, stopped people from harming themselves, babysat, tried to handle pass loves. Yeah, all in one week. I miss you guys!]]

Naomi nodded slowly, before she realized she wasn't talking. "Y-yes." She stuttered, her body resting on the ground. She had pulled her robe around her body, finding it over the tub's side. She wasn't sure why she felt like this. An assassin never came to these situations. She was frightened, ashamed, shaky all in one package.

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Naomi waited, another fifteen minutes she sat there in the corner. Her hair moved over her face as she wrapped her arms around her knees and legs. She was rocking. It just didn't make any sense, why it happened to her. Was she truly attractive enough that someone would do such a thing to her? Her body ached.

It took some time before she couldn't handle it anymore. She didn't want to be alone. Naomi stood carefully and headed her way into the hall. Biting her lower lip, she made her way to Trent's room. She didn't want to annoy him, but she didn't want to be alone.

She sat down on his bedroom floor, against the wall. Just being around him, she found was enough.

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Enna Lynn smiled softly, her fingers brushed against his cheek lightly. She couldn't help but brush her lips against the base of his neck. She squeezed his shoulder gently, biting the lobe of his ear. "Its too bad we cant stay here."

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Naomi shook her head, keeping herself seated there on the floor. "Just can't sleep...you can go back to sleep, I just want to sit in the same room as you." She replied quietly.

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Naomi stared at Trent for a moment and actually smiled. Her lips pursed as her eyes stared at the keylog. Her fingers tapped the keyboard again and she sighed. Something about his presence calmed her, but she wouldn't admit it. "I slept alright.." She answered quietly, tapped again, mixing number and letters together. Different codes, for different reasons. "Hmm.."

Her fingers strummed again and the computer beeped. Her eyes widened and up on the screen was maps, blue prints, codes, plans. "Bingo." She breathed, leaning back as the computer loaded fully.

"Hey Trent, check this out... he not only handles plans with Enna's father, but underground trains, subways, packages, the army..." She ran her hand against her knee, her fingers brushed against her skin as she flipped through some of his contacts. "Hm.."

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Enna Lynn broke the kiss as soon as she heard her phone ring. She stared at it skeptically, half tempted to just ignore it. But it was rare when her phone rang. She kissed Sammy deeply, pushed her hips against his before she sat up and grabbed the phone. "Hello?" She answered softly, her hand stroking Sammy's cheek softly. "Enna Lynn."

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Naomi looked at Trent as he lifted her legs, his warmth against her cool skin sent a tremble through her body. She sighed and searched through some of the files quietly. "About three in a half hours." She answered softly, her chocolately eyes looking up at Trent's.

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Enna felt a shudder run across her body as his lips traced across her skin. Oh, he made it difficult to concentrate. She ran her hand against Sammy's leg gently as her eyes widened, just a smidge. She could hear Forrest on the other end. It was a rare thing for him to call her. "What happened?" She asked, calmly. She didn't understand why her name would be mentioned. Her father maybe? She blinked slightly, her hand traced Sammy.

"Why would my name be mentioned? Been working on the far and spending time with Samuel Pate."

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Naomi shook her head, her finger scrolling through the files. "I cant sleep, I hardly ever sleep." She whispered, feeling his hand at her thigh. Just a little lower and she could feel his skin against her own. She hated how much she yearned for it. "Besides, I need to get this done."

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"I'm not moving.. I'm comfortable right here, so technically, I am resting." She looked back at him, her chocolately gaze locked on his as the corner of her lips lifted in a smile. She flipped through another page on the computer and leaned over, pressed her lips against his cheek, just once, lightly. She didn't want to cross the line.

"Sound okay?"

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"What the hell?" Naomi narrowed her eyes. She wasn't going to sleep, she was fine in all reality. Sleep just didn't come well enough for her. She stood from the couch and followed him up the stairs. In due time, she grabbed the laptop from his grip and clutched it to her chest. "I don't sleep well. Ever. I just want to get this done before the next phone call. If I'm unable to give a report, then it's my back that's going to pay."

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[[Forgive me dear ones, I've had a lot to do for school and moving. I will post as much as possible, here for now, let me get things moving..]

Enna Lynn hung up the phone with Forrest with a heavy sigh. She rolled her eyes and pulled on some quick clothing. She didn't have a lot to say but she knew she had to tell Sammy what was going on. She rubbed her finger over her scar and sighed. "So, I have to go to the Johnson's, deal with Kaiden, figure out why my name is being masacred over something I didn't do...and I need all the support I can get."

sammy Pate and Enna Lynn got into the car and quickly drove. Enna insisted she drove, the way of the wheel calmed her nerves as she drew closer to the bar. She pulled it to a stop and leaned over and kissed Sammy's lips deeply. She turned off the engine and slowly slid out of the car. "You can hang out in the living room..." She said this as they got through the front door. "I'm going to stand right here and..."


"Hello?" She called.

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Naomi wanted the laptop but Trent wasn't going to budge. She crossed her arms and leaned against the wall. She was feeling a lot better though, but he wanted her to relax. She could think up a few ways of getting...relaxation. However, Trent said simple enough that he wasn't going to take advantage of her... but that was last night.

"I will go back downstairs, only if you kiss me. And I mean really kiss me, lip to lip action, nothing less." She smirked. "Unless you're afraid you can't keep up with my kisses."

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Naomi narrowed her eyes as soon as she was lifted. She hated this. Her hand gripped the back of his head, pulled it back and she quickly bit the side of his neck. She released it and slammed her hand to the side of his side, wanting to be released.

"Damn it Trent, just let me go already and I will leave you alone."

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Enna stared at him as he spoke about Shiro. Who the hell was Shiro? She didn't understand what he was talking about. She hadn't done anything, she didn't even come near the Johnson's place in quite some time. Her eyes stared at Kaiden but she felt her stomach lurch as soon as he mentioned about her rape. About being raped. Yeah, she knew exactly how it felt and how it haunted her the rest of her life. She gripped something behind her, an umbrella? She wasn't sure. She swallowed hard, taking in a deep breath and slowly released it to calm her rapidly beating heart.

"I don't know who the hell Shiro is." She started. "I've been working, staying at a motel and trying to pick up my feet after you fucking stabbed me in the shoulder. I don't care about you or what you think I've done. I've done nothing to you. I've lost Gerty. I've lost my own father and my finances. I've lost my vertue when I was little, yes, I know what it's like to be raped, I know what it's like to be haunted by those nightmares and those crazy dreams that just wont stop.

Did I enjoy my time with Sammy? I didn't have any time with Sammy until I finally found a place to live. I didn't kill anyone or anything thing! I don't know how to kill, never ever will I kill a thing in my life because I'm not like you. I don't take away people's lives, I don't hurt children and I don't fucking leave loved ones for years and years at a time. At least I had the decentcy to say good bye to Maggie when I left! How does that make you feel? How does it make you feel that all you've been doing to me is hurting me?" Her ears and face was a bit red, she was angry but she needed to say what was going through her head.

Luckily Forrest and Sammy stood in front of her.

"I tried to stop you from hurting people again, for the third time in our lives I tried to pick up your damn peices. You pretended to care, you pretended to love us all and then you just threw it all away. I don't care anymore. I've accepted that you are a lying bastard and don't give a damn about anyone. I don't care anymore! You hear that?! I do not care about you or what you think of me, or where you're headed. I'm done with you! You hate me and I hate you."

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Naomi stood quickly and moved in front of Trent. Her eyes stared at his and her eyebrows narrowed, just a bit. She gripped his shoulder gently, a smooth movement before she stepped close to him and bit the side of his neck. Naomi was being bold, she was strong and slick. She was an assassin. But the way she bit his neck, the way her hips just fit against his as her hands gripped the collar of his shirt.

She was in a mood. Not horny, not insane, but she was in a certain mood.

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Enna Lynn was rather confused. One minute Kaiden was talking about marriages, and then everything went up from there. Enna wondered what she missed in the midst of her tears. Sammy...marrying her? What were they talking about? Her eyes widened and she stared at Maggie.

"You're getting married?" She gasped, smiled widely and held out her arms for Peggy to hug her. Her eyes then settled on Kaiden. "Leave Sammy alone...he's a really great gu-

"Forrest Johnson you did not just fucking say that!" She exclaimed.

This was family. This was normal. It was beginning to relax.


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Naomi stared at Trent as he talked. Was this the point where she let out her entire life story? She didn't know where to start... She took a deep breath and sighed heavily. "He didn't. My mother did."

I was sent to an orphanage. Adopted into a new family who did drugs and drank every night. I saw murder at the age of nine years, and it was my childhood friend. The man who took me from the orphanage said the clients would enjoy my middle name, which meant firefly. I didn't know what clients meant, some who wanted to use me for my body, and others who wanted me to kill a man off their hunt list. It started out with using my body when I was fourteen to lure those targets to hotels. They were killed as soon as I got the information needed. Sixteen, I was shipped to work with Rinaldi..." She whispered softly. Donovon's annoying nemesis or whatever, but they got along if things ran smoothly. I've been with Gusto Rinadli since then...and he tends to punish me if I don't get the job done."

That was the jist of it.

"Trent...I need to get out of this house or I'm just going to want you more and more and like you said... you're into one night stands, nothing more. Another difference. Sure, I like it here...but I can't stay here."

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Naomi kept her eyes closed. The soap in her eyes stung. She shook her head. (Which was a lie). "No.. not bleeding." She murmured, keeping her hand on her head. So.. she was in Trent's room. Naked. On his bed. The hell with all these signs? It's almost like she could never get away from being so attractive together. She sighed heavily.

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[[Trent made me giggle.]]

Naomi just stared at Trent. None of it made any sense. She meant for her to just go, not Trent. She didn't want him to go with her, that would just make things bad for her. She couldn't stop thinking about him...in sexual ways than anything else at that moment. Her eyes widened and her jaw dropped. "Trent, no. You're not coming with me, no no and no." She answered simply. Her chocolate strands shook as her head turned both directions. "No."

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Enna...se just couldn't believe it. Kaiden didn't understand what was going on. She closed her mouth, her lips pressed tightly together and she let out a frustraited scream (which was muffled), and headed back up stairs. She hoped that Sammy followed her. She needed him to follow her.

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Naomi stared at Trent for a moment. He said that he didn't have one night stands in his own house, unless he was married to them, then it was different. Why did it stuck her so much that there was a woman there. The pit of her stomach lurched and she shook her head slowly, clearing her throat. His messed up hair, unzipped pants...oh she needed to get out of there. She could feel her heart racing. She was pissed on the inside, she could feel it. ".........." She couldn't say anything, instead she just looked over his shirt. "Nice to meet you too Mrs. McGarden." She said sarcstically, turned and hopped off the stoop. "Trent, there's some buisness we need to tend to with our jobs, but don't worry, I can handle it myself. Good to know that you're happy."

She got in the front seat and closed the door. She gripped the steering wheel so tightly, she worried Gerty. "You okay?"
"Yes, I'll be fine." Naomi started the car and slid out of the drive way, her eyes not daring to look at Trent. She was hurt.
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Enna sighed softly once more, she was comfortable. "Dont make me move."

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[[Just so you know Naomi still claimed Trent, but I will work for it. T_T Butthead.]]

Naomi moved to the front of the porch. "Gerty?" She called, wondering where the girl was. Gerty giggled, popped onto the stairs and called out for Enna.

Enna moved from Samuel Pate gently and hurriedly pulled some clothes over her body. She fixed her hair and kissed Sammy. "Gerty's here!" She said, happily and hurriedly ran down the stairs. She hurried down the stairs and right then-

"Enna!" She screamed and Enna's eyes widened.

"Oh Gerty!" She called, kneeling down carefully. Gerty ran quickly and threw herself in her arms. Naomi smiled faintly, but her mind still retracted to Trent. Yeah, she missed him but the thought of that bothered her. That woman must be a one night stand, or someone he enjoys being around.

"Gerty, do you have a message?"

"Yeah. But I can't give it to you. I have to give it to Trent." Gerty answered. "And Kaiden." She said this so calmly, Naomi's eyes widened.

"What?" She sighed, grabbed her phone and dialed Trent's number.

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[[I made Naomi for Trent. T_T]]

Naomi narrowed her eyes. She just didn't want to talk to Trent right now. She watched Enna and Gerty together, smiled and moved to her car, leaned against it and spoke quietly. She knew she would have to get passed her issues. She took a deep breath and slowly released it, calming her anger. Her sorrow. And those rushing feelings.

"Trent, its Naomi. Listen. My boss gave me a task to deliver a little girl to Enna Jones, at the Johnson's place. She has a message or a package, but she is not allowed to give it to me but to you and Kaiden. I can't finish my job unless you're here and she has something rather important to say, but she's good at not talking to me." Naomi answered softly.

Enna stroked Gerty's strands softly, kissed her forehead and hugged her again. Tears welled in her eyes as she hugged the little girl tightly in her arms. She nuzzled Gerty as Gerty squeezed Enna's shoulders. Oh how she missed that small little child. She loved her so very much.

"Am I living with you now?" Gerty asked.

"What?"

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Naomi rolled her eyes as soon as he talked about the phone call being an excuse. It wasn't but she wished she could see him again. She sighed gently and hung up as soon as she heard Nanoli in the background and him on his way. She slipped the phone into her pocket and Enna had left the room, headed out and met up with Naomi. "Thank you for bringing her here." She answered.

"You're Enna? Seems like your father has been up to a lot of buisness lately." She explained.
"So I've heard. But why did you bring her here?"
"She has some valuable information that will help me with my buisness. I can't get it though." Naomi said. How much did she know? Well, she was friends with Kaiden, so maybe she knew a lot.

"Someones been watching her." Enna explained. "So she has information to give to you, well Kaiden and Trent. Are you like them?"

"So you do know."
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Gerty wore a flowery dress with little sandals, though she hated walking in them. She wondered who was upstairs. This house was pretty big. Her brightly colored eyes scanned the couch before she plopped herself down on the sofa, pulled up her legs and stared at the wall.

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Naomi and Enna talked a lot about their situation and Naomi actually liked the girl. She heard a car nearby and her eyes settled on Trent as he walked over. He handed her a bottle of whiskey and her eyebrows lifted in question. She felt his lips on her cheek and the words She's just an old friend, was he talking about the girl at his house? Naomi bit the inside of her lip and nodded in response. She inclined her head toward the house. "Inside." She answered. "Thank you for the bottle...and I'm sorry for my actions earlier."

Enna held the bear and smiled faintly. "You should give it to her." She answered. "She'll talk to you more if you give it to her yourself." She explained, handing it back.

Gerty giggled softly before she pulled herself to a standing position and kicked out her legs, plopping down and bouncing off the couch with a shrill giggle. "Yay!" She yelled. She did it again, and again. That little girl moved onto the couch, stood and jumped up, bounced off and landed on the ground with a big oomf. She smiled, moved her hair from her face and climbed back on the couch.

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Gertrude smiled. "Kay. Uncle..?" She started but then glanced at Naomi as she settled down on the couch. She stroked the bear's fur gently. "He said he wants to meet ya at the...p...that big dock with the water running under it? (Peir). And to give you this for the lockers..." She moved a small silver key from her neck. He said that a week he wants to meet your face." At least, she believed that's what he said. Naomi smiled.

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Naomi looked at the group of people and she sighed. Yeah, good ole crowds. Gerty smiled widely and nuzzled Kaiden's knee. Her eyes widened then. Forrest? She remembered him. Oh yeah, she liked him. He was the one who played with her from time to time. She released Kaiden's leg and moved to Naomi, looked up at her and blinked. "You're supposed to go with Uncle because its about you too. But he wants to meet you guys at the lockers." Gerty nodded. She was done. She moved away from Naomi and knelt down next to Enna, who sat on the floor. "Kaiden, he said that you have to be careful, cause if you ain't, you cold get hurt." She said, sitting down on top of Enna. She had that accent, that country thick accent and Naomi couldn't help but laugh softly.

Her eyes caught Trent's though. For a moment, she didn't react in any way but kept her gaze on his. Then, the corners of her lips perked up slightly and she smiled.

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"Trent, you have rattle snakes, poisonous knives, your house is not fit for a child, mind you. A hotel, you have the large suite, room service, pool and television." She answered simply, picking up her foot and nearly kicking him in the family jewels. "Believe me, I am not taking her there." She muttered.
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Gerty backed up slightly but then smiled, moved forward and sat down on his knee. Just like that. She could tell that Enna cared about him, the way he looked at her said it enough. Gerty held onto his shoulder and smiled. "Hi." She said with a toothy grin, her front teeth missing. "I lost my teeth."

Enna giggled softly and watched Samuel Pate with the little girl. She mouthed "It's okay", before she knelt down as well. "This is Sammy, Gerty he's what we call a -"

" A keeper." Gerty answered.

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Naomi listened to his every word, but what bothered her the most was yes we do have sex every now and then... oh it made the pit of her stomach ache. She nodded, sighing before she slid her legs up into the back seat of the car. "Later." She whispered, and closed the door. Just like that. She hated herself right then. She could feel the jealousy rushing over her expression and it was beginning to bother her. She layed her head down against the driver's seat and sighed heavily. "You're pathetic Naomi."

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Gerty was at the car, with Naomi, Sammy and Enna. Naomi cringed as soon as she heard her brother's cry. "Get her in the car." She warned, and Enna nodded, strapping Gerty in the back seat. Enna made sure to tell Gerty to relax. "Sammy, turn on the music for Gerty." Naomi instructed, moving away from the car.

"Jang Woohyun." She said, sarcastically. "What?" She asked, crossing her arms. She then saw Trent in the door way, bleeding from his jaw. She shot him a glance and then faced her brother.

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She stood there, listening to each and every one of his words. Learn a thing or two from Margaret? She killed for a living and he wants her to learn a thing from Margaret? It all didn't make sense, in fact, her own brother didn't make sense. Her eyes widened however, as soon as his hand slapped across her face and it stung. Both her skin and her thoughts. He had never, ever done that to her face. Her eyes widened and a hand flew to her cheek. Her eyes watered for a moment, her face had a red mark across her cheek.

She turned toward Enna and apologized for what just happened. She looked back at the front door, Trent was gone. She sighed heavily and moved toward the front seat. She crawled into it, while Sammy stepped aside. Enna just remained quiet and Gerty just stared. "Are..you okay?" Gerty asked.

Naomi nodded. "I'll take good care of her." Naomi answered softly.

Enna nodded apprecriatively. "Take real good care of her." She whispered and stepped aside. She kissed Gerty's forehead, shut the door and promised she'd see her soon.

Naomi turned on the engine, pushed the gas and she was gone.

Enna held up a finger in front of Sammy for a moment and moved into the house. She had half the mind to grab the shot gun. You just dont hit a woman. Ever. "Peggy, Woo hit Na-" She stared at Trent.

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Naomi wondered if Trent would answer his text. She sighed, grabbed a bag of frozen peas and placed it against her cheek as she picked up the suite's phone. She dialed and ordered room service; some steaks, mashed potatos, corn and broccoli. She also ordered some desserts and a bottle of wine and milk. She hung up the phone and headed into the bathroom, stripped down and stepped into the hot and steamy shower.

Gerty was still asleep on the couch, though she stirred and hung over the side of it with her arms dangling and her head nearly falling off the cushion.

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Naomi had finally gotten dressed. She changed into a pair of red shorts and a black tank top. She rubbed the back of her head though, hearing a knock at the door. She crossed the living room, passed the sleeping Gerty who was slowly waking up to the knock. She smiled and then her jaw dropped when she opened the door.

“You came…” She answered softly. “Oh, Trent…come on in.” She answered softly, letting him in. “There’s some wine in the kitchen..”

“Uncle?” Gerty whispered, yawning.

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Jang Naomi listened to his plan and thought hard on their situation. Body guards... what did Enna say about body guards? Oh, that's right. One man, tall, dark hair. She smirked.

"Yeah, there's a body guard. A big fella. However, I think I can help you with that. He likes Asians. Enna remembered seeing him around her house as a child. Always had a girlfriend, a new woman. Same ethnicity. I'll go for tea and pull him away from White. Give me a good hour and he shouldn't be a worry for you."

She closed her laptop. "Fuck. I'd have to find something...not so revealing and not so bland as well. I think I have an idea."

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Naomi bit her lip as soon as he pulled her hand into his. She was worried that he was going to ask a question far more complicated than being his love, his girlfriend. She nodded slowly, moved into his space and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Yes...please." She whispered, her lips formed into a smile before she slowly kissed his lips. She loved him... that much was true and there was no way she could deny it. Naomi truly loved him and she felt it all in her soul.

She kissed his lips softly. "Trent, I won't go... I'm staying here with you." She whispered softly.

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Kaiden returned shortly after with a bright red face and a chuckling assistant.

"I don't understand why your face is red. You have nothing to be ashamed of, quite the opposite if you ask me." Kristen laughed when Kaiden groaned in embarrassment.

"I didn't ask you..." Kaiden muttered softly, keeping his head down. Thankfully his long hair was hiding his face... however left ear gave him away. Oh how he wished for the day that he could hide his blushes...

"Well it seems like you needed to hear it. You're one of the lucky ones man! Handsome, benevolent, understanding, patient, fun... and then you have that nice package downstairs. I'm kind of jealous you know?" Kristen slowly bent in order to help Kaiden onto the bed.

"Kris, I think Forrest needs to be patched up again." Kaiden said quickly. He smiled brightly once Kristen straightened up and looked down at Forrest.

"Ooh... that's right. Well.. I'll just take my sweet time in doing so..." Kristen's eyes flashed with slight anger momentarily before that sickening smile of his was back on his face. "I'll return shortly, Mr. Johnson." With that said, he left the room and headed downstairs.

Emerald green eyes stared sadly at Forrest's side. "I'm sorry... looks like I'm always hurting you. You know what...?" Kaiden took a deep breath in and slowly let it out. "Punch me. Punch me as hard as you can anywhere you want. E-Except the face... well I owe you a lot so... i-if you're going to punch me in the face... I uh..." Kaiden closed his eyes and prepared himself for the blow.

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Woohyun followed Maggie quickly. He squeezed his girlfriend's hand slightly as he looked over his shoulder. "Maggie... this might sound like a very stupid question since the answer should be quite obvious and also because an assassin this question should be even much more obvious but..." He took a quick breath before continuing.

"Shadows are not suppose to move... correct?" Woohyun kept his voice to a mere whisper as he looked over his shoulder once mroe.

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Trent arched an eyebrow, smile still in place. "I'll try not to get angry in front of you anymore." He usually didn't get angry. Hell last time he got angry was... probably when he was nothing more than a child? Well that just proved how much he cared about Naomi...

He found himself thinking about the woman. A lot. He thought about her being the one. That special person that he could just be completely... himself. Where he wouldn't have to be worried about his life being on the line... but... he just couldn't still believe that such a perfect woman like her could love a simple cowboy like him. That bothered him. He didn't deserve her...

"Hmn?" He snapped back into reality at the sound of her voice. "Where?... Ah... well... we should probably reunite. It ain't time to relax yet."


[[Zero: ~stops for a moment before ruffling her hair~ >:~) This is fun..
Me: O//O ~bright red~ I-I-I w-wuv y-you too...]]

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She kissed him deeply at that point. Her fingers brushed against his chin and the side of his neck. Her eyes remained closed and her breath nearly took. She murmured softly against his lips, sweet nothings that she meant with every bit of her heart. Her fingers traced down to his collar bone.

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In all honesty, it kind of hurt that Kristen wasn't going to miss her. She leaned against the door frame and gently stepped away from it. She wrapped her arms about his shoulder and kissed the inside of his neck. Something she had always done. She turned him around and hugged him tightly. Her face buried into his neck and her arms tightened even more so about him. The Asian hugged Kristen tightly.

"Then... I will miss you enough for the both of us..if you won't miss me."

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[[Lol. Thank you!]]

Naomi breathed out his name gently as his arms tightened around her. Her eyes closed tightly, her face buried into hid neck. She did like the sound of it, drinking, telling stories. But she was in need of a vacation and some time to her and Trent, alone. But Kristen and her, they have always been tied somehow. She sighed softly and stood on her toes, kissed his nose lightly and smiled. "I'll write to you, I can even call you here and there if you want, but I will write. Oh, and you're cursing." She giggled softly, her eyes looking to his with one of her Naomi glances. One so cutesy, yet...understanding.

"I will always be your Fish face. That much is true."