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vienna
she slips into the alley way with ease, staying in the shadows, she’s done this before, she knows how to have her fun with it.
she sets her eyes on her target, she approaches him, oozing confidence. he doesn’t suspect anything as she walks past him.
what her target didn’t notice is the now gushing wound on his femoral artery, 5 minutes later he was laying dead on the cold cobblestoned floor.
MI5 office, London
Ava’s late, she’s really late. it’s not surprising, but she’s late to one of the most important meetings in her career of working for the mi5. A meeting with suzanne supieron, one of the best agents whos ever lived. so yes Ava is panicking.
“sorry sorry i know i’m late i apologise” ava says panting for air as she barges into the meeting room and takes a seat next to mary
everyone looks at ava to see the interruption “hi” ava smiles sheepishly as she looks around the room
“let’s get back to it” suzanne’s cold tone cuts the tensions
“of course” lilith says “as i was saying the target was stabbed in his femoral artery, he didn’t even notice the attacker until he was already bleeding out. the only other witness was his girlfriend, but she ran away before seeing the face”
“where is the victim’s girlfriend?”
”she’s being held in the hospital we have someone who will go interview her when she gets out of shock” lilith says
“20 pounds it was a woman” ava mutters to mary
“did you say something” suzanne’s sharp eyes stare daggers into avas
“oh.. um” ava clears her throat “i said i bet it was a woman”
“and what makes you think that?” suzanne’s glare intensifies if that’s even possible
“well you see the victim didn’t see the threat coming towards him, the attacker would’ve had to get close enough to penetrate his leg and make a swift exit, the victim was known for sex trafficking. so he wouldn’t see a threat coming from a woman” ava explains
suzanne nods her head in approval
“what’s your name?” suzanne asks
“ava. ava silva” she puffs her chest up a bit
”very well, i’ll keep that information remembered. thank you for your time everyone great work” suzanne says before quickly making her exit
“good job kiddo” mary bumps avas shoulder “now do you want to get some coffee i still hungover from last night”
paris safe house
beatrice walks into her house, her hands filled with bags from designer stores. she sets them down in her living area before making her way into the kitchen.
”oh vincent you’re here what a lovely surprise” her voice drips with sarcasm
vincent is beatrice’s handler, he’s also her biggest pain in the ass. but he’s the only handler she’s had so far that does let her add her unique twists onto her kills from time to time. well… he says not to but she does anyway and he never does anything about it other than complain.
“Beatrice great work in vienna” he hands her an envelope ignoring her sarcasm “i put in some extra for you, for not making a dramatic scene as usual”
“i get the job done either way, your way is boring” beatrice sighs while taking a bottle of water
”you never change” he shakes his head “although you followed orders for the vienna hit, you left a witness” he sighs before continuing “i thought i taught you better than this”
“she was already gone by the time i had stabbed him, i couldn’t chase her i would’ve been seen on cctv” she relies unbothered
“well he have to fix our mistakes right?” he hands her a postcard “your next mission” he squeezes her arm before leaving her apartment.
beatrice looks at the postcard for her next location ’london’. ‘6820387’
she types the code into her laptop, when the screen loads she takes in the information, nods her head and starts packing guess she’s going to london.
target
name: lucy crimson
age: 28
location: london hospital
extra information: target is a witness to past crime, she’s under police watch as of now.
london hospital
ava knows she shouldn’t be doing this, it goes against what her boss duretii told her but yet avas here. she couldn’t get that case out of her mind.
she knows if she can just talk to the witness, she could find out wether it was a woman or not and prove him wrong.
so this is why ava is now currently walking to a conference room, in london hospital to meet up with lucy crimson.
“hi lucy” ava says as she takes a seat in the room next to a translator
lucy mumbles something “what did she say” ava asks the translator
“she’s incoherent it’s hard to get a sentence out of her” she replies
ava looks at lucy and nods she secretly takes out her phone and starts voice recording
“lucy what did the attacker look like” ava asks the translator copies her question to lucy
lucy looks up before she starts slurring words in german, even the translator looks confused
“what did she say” ava asks
“i’m not sure, it all sounds like gibberish. i’m sorry miss”
“it’s okay” ava sighs as she stops voice recording “tell lucy to Bring ihren Arsch ins Bett” (get her arse to bed)
the translator chuckles “you speak german?”
”no, but my boyfriends from germany i picked up a few words” ava grabs her coats and walks to the door “thank you for helping”
ava gets to the pub and takes a deep breath before entering, as she walks in she glances around looking for someone.
“aves i didn’t know if you were gonna come” Jc says as he kisses her on the cheek
“yes” she sighs “i can’t stay long but i was hoping you could help me translate this” ava uses her puppy eyes
“sure what is it?”
”so one of my witnesses was babbling in german, i thought maybe she was using german slang and since you know german and are from a younger generation than what the translator was from you would know what she’s saying” ava says pulling out her phone with her headphones connected and handing it over to Jc
he puts the earphones in and presses on the voice recording, his face frowns before taking on a deep blush
”so.. what did she say” ava asks impatiently
“uh” Jc laughs awkwardly “she basically said that the attacker was small breasted” he chokes out
“YES!” ava cheers then looks around to see everyone is now looking over at her “sorry” she puts her hand up sheepishly
“thank you jace your a life saver. i’ll see you at home” she takes her phone back and kisses him before quickly leaving the pub
she was right. the attacker is a woman
she quickly dials a number on the phone
“hello is evrything okay ava?” the voice asks
“yes yes everything is good.. i was just wondering if you could get some files up for me cami” ava says in her most innocent voice
“ava” camilia sighs deeply “what files”
”can you pull up the files of female assassins”
camilia starts typing away
“okay what do you want to know aves?”
”um ok so this is going to sound crazy” ava laughs “can you tell me the size of her breasts”
“ava i know you have a thing for assassins, but they’re people too i’m not going to just objectify them”
ava can hear camila holding back a smile through her screen
“no camila it’s not like that it’s for an important job i’m doing” ava sighs
“okay so this one has humongous breasts, and the others are dead” camila replies
“is there no recent ones that have popped up?”
“nope” camila says popping the ‘p’ “sorry aves”
”it’s okay thank you for your help cami” ava hangs up the phone
MI5 office
the next day ava practically skips into work
”what’s got you so chipper” mary questions her eyebrows raising in suspicion
“what can’t i just be happy” ava asks with faux hurt
”no” mary shakes her head “and i know it ain’t that little boyfriend of yours. he looks like he doesn’t even let you finish (mary that isn’t tru-) it’s true i can tell so spill”
“so… you know the vienna case, well i went to see the witness last night”
“ava you cannot be serious” mary shakes her head
“as serious as a heart attack, but i did find out the victim was a woman” avas smug smile fills her face
“no way bullshit”
”yes way the witness was speaking german but she was slurring all her words, so i voice recorded it and before you say anything i know it was bad buttttt Jc listened to it and translated that she described the attacker to be small breasted this leads us to the attacker being a woman” ava gloats
“well i can’t deny your work ethic baby girl” mary chuckles
“i know right! now i just have to show duretii and prove him wrong” ava quickly leaves mary’s office and takes to duretiis
she knocks on his door and hears a faint ‘come in’ on the other end
“ava silva to what do i owe the pleasure” he sighs deeply
“well i know yesterday you said i couldn’t interview that witness and i apologise for what i’m going to say but i did.. but you should be grateful because she described the attacker to be a woman” ava holds her breath for what he will say
his face turns stoic. before he looks at ava in her eyes
“well i appreciate the information ava, but you disrespected my direct orders!!” he shouts the last part “first you take bets on this case and now don’t follow my orders you are reckless i’m sorry ava but i’m going to have to let you go” durretii spits out
“wha-“ before ava can even reply mary barges through the office door
“that’s bullshit durreti and you know it, ava has figured this out and without her you wouldn’t have been able to do it in the time she has. your a misogynist and a dickwad” mary barks
“don’t speak to me like that! i’m your boss!” duretti bites back “both of you pack your offices and get out!” he yells
mary grabs avas arm and walks her out of the door “don’t worry he doesn’t deserve us anyway” mary sighs
london hospital
beatrice easily snuck into the alleged “secure unit ward” shes in a nurses outfit her hair is actually a blonde wig which she tied back into a bun.
this job should be easy enough. get into the room have a little fun with her victim then leave before anyone even notices anything.
she walks into the bathroom and steps into a stall to check her knife is still underneath her scrubs, when she walks out of her stall she’s shocked to see a shorter woman who appears to be her age maybe younger, standing infront of the sink sorting her hair out.
beatrice walks over to the sink next to the woman’s to wash her hands, what she can’t deny is that this woman is beautiful, beatrice must’ve glanced over at her atleast 7 times by now.
the younger woman seems to be debating wether to tie her hair up or leave it down, beatrice is so distracted by this woman she doesn’t notice the younger woman staring back at her, beatrice’s breath hitches when she sees her face, her brown eyes draw her in
”hello” the woman smiled shyly at beatrice
beatrice doesn’t say anything back but she does nod as a gesture.
the younger woman decides to tie her hair up she about to leave the bathroom when beatrice calls after her
“wear it down” beatrice changed her accent to a french one
the woman looks back at her questioning wether she should say anything, she decides not to but she does pull her hair back down.
“ok beatrice back to your mission” she says to herself
she makes her way to the room where lucy crimson is luckily for her there are no guards around, she slips in before closing and locking the door behind her
“hello lucy” beatrice smiles sinisterly before walking closer to her bed
there’s other patient’s in the room but beatrice wants her fun and vincent did tell her to not leave any witnesses
lucy looks up and her mouth drops open before she can even say anything beatrice snaps her neck with ease. she then gets her knife and slits her throat.
she goes around the room taking out the other patients “why are you doing this” one patient cries
beatrice shrugs before plunging the knife into his throat.
after she’s finished everyone up in the room she walks out, only now there is a guard there, she sneaks behind the guard and quickly stabs him he drops to the floor.
’easy’ beatrice thinks as she walks out of the ward
as she leaves the hospital with ease she can’t help but think about that woman in the bathroom ‘who are you’
Chapter 2: haunting you
Summary:
what will happen now that her identity is uncovered…
Notes:
bit if a longer chapter today!
they’re getting closer to eachover
it’s like cat and mouse…
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
london hospital
after ava walked out of the bathroom, she went to the hospitals cafe to grab a coffee.
she only came to the hospital to check on lucy crimson because she suspected the attacker could come back, call it a hunch.
as ava made her way back to the secure unit ward she noticed that there were no nurses or guards around ‘weird’ she thought.
before she could do anything else, she noticed one of the guards limp body on the ground. she ran towards him “no no no no fuck” ava muttered to herself before barging into lucy’s room.
there she seen lucy laying on her bed, blood soaking through the sheets. as she made her way closer she noticed the gash in her neck “somebody help me!! help i need a nurse please somebody!” ava yelled
she glanced around the room and noticed all the other patients were also dead “HELPP”
Bulgaria
hector runs to the office windows to bang for help, smearing his own blood on them, there’s no point they’re to high up for anyone to even hear anything. plus everyone else would’ve left the office by now.
beatrice walks slowly towards him, she treats him like prey, his eyes are filled with terror as he turns around and comes face to face with her.
he runs to the other end jumping over desks to try and escape but there’s no point, beatrice has already blocked all the exits.
he ducks under a desk and as beatrice gets closer to him, he throws an office phone at her head “ughh” she grunts “you shouldn’t have done that”
”why are you doing this” the mans voice comes out broken and shaky as he holds his hands up in surrender
“i have absolutely no idea” she shrugs
she takes her gun out of her holster, holds it up to him and takes two shots to his heart
she watches as the life drains from his eyes and the blood pools around him. she smiles to herself ‘another easy one done’ she thinks
ava’s house (london)
ava is standing in the kitchen, watching Jc as he cooks them dinner. she’s been on edge since last night, seeing lucy take her last breath. the attacker was so close and yet so far “i could’ve prevented it” she mutters under her breath
”what did you say babe” Jc turns to look at her
”oh nothing” before he can ask anymore questions the doorbell rings “i’ll get it” aba replies making a swift exit
she opens the door only to be shocked at who was standing there “suzanne?”
“Ava, i heard what happened, would you join me to the shop?” suzanne’s says
“uh okay sure let me just grab my coat” ava says back, to say she’s suprised to see suzanne is an understatement, she’s even more confused on why she would want to go to the shop?
ava grabs her coat and shouts to Jc “i’m going the shop i won’t be long jace”
”okay” he simply replies
ava steps outside and her and suzanne walk side by side in silence for a while before suzanne speaks up.
“i heard what happened to lucy, that must’ve been hard to see”
“uh yeah, i’m just more angry at myself, i was at the hospital, i could’ve caught the attacker. sorry for going to see her without permission by the way” ava sighs deeply as she steps into the little corner shop
“no need to apologise Ava, you were right about the attacker being there. it’s unfortunate we didn’t see them but you made a lucky escape if you ask me”
“i suppose” ava shrugs
”You’re a smart girl ava, i want you to join my team with the MI6” suzanne looks at her
“what- but i thought because of everything that happened i wrought be able to work on this case again?” ava seems unsure
“my team and i work separately to the MI5, it will be a unofficial, official type of case understand?” suzanne asks sharply, ava nods yes “good, well meet me tomorrow 9 am at the cafe just 10 minutes from your house”
”okay i’ll see you then “ avas goes to make her exit but before she can leave suzanne grabs her back
”buy some milk” avas looks confused “it will look less suspicious if you actually go back to your boyfriend with something from the shop, unless he’ll think you’ve been cheating”
“oh i don’t think he would think that, he’d probably guess i’m an MI6 agent before thinking i cheated” ava laughs slightly
“well make him think you’re cheating then” suzanne’s cold tone returns
ava nods grabs a carton of milk, and makes her way home
paris safe house
after arriving back in paris, beatrice is happy to be back in her house. she walks inside and she can’t even be surprised to see who’s already standing there.
he’s standing in her kitchen yet again. drinking a shot of vodka
“oh hi” beatrice sighs as she walks to her her fridge ignoring his presence, she grabs some fruit and takes it to her blender.
“you know letting yourself into my apartment and drinking from a tiny cup doesn’t make you intimidating, it makes you weird” she chuckles to herself
”beatrice” he sighs deeply, she already knows what he’s going to nag her about “lucy crimson was supposed to look like a suicide”
“did it not?” she shrugs
“oh, so she just stabbed herself in the neck and every other patient did that too?” his voice dripping with sarcasm
“it’s possible” beatrice smiles
”i thin-“ beatrice cuts him off by turning on her blender, he stares at her with annoyance but she knows he won’t do anything, so she just innocently smiles at him
“sorry was you saying something?” she says taking a sip of her smoothie, she nods in approval
“i think you should be reassessed”
her smile no longer existing “why”
”you’re becoming reckless, leaving witnesses behind, you seem distracted” he frowns
“i dealt with it” her tone is now annoyed
“please beatrice, will you just do this for me?”
“fine, fine”
london cafe
”thank you for joining me ava” suzanne says as they both take a seat on a table, in the far corner of the cafe
“it’s no problem”
”well let’s just get into it” suzanne replies “when you get fired from the MI5 your computer hard drive gets wiped” suzanne pulls out a folder from hee bad and puts it infront of ava
ava opens its cautiously and then sighs in relief after seeing the contents inside “phew i thought these would be of all the pictures we took of duretii eating” she chuckles
inside the folder are multiple murder cases that ava compiled
“why did you make this ava?” suzanne questions
“um well i think all these cases are the same killer. now she doesn’t have a pattern but she certainly has style”
“and you compiled this all by yourself?”
”mhm” avas replies cautiously
“why ava?” suzanne’s tone isn’t accusing its more interested
“i think uh well you see” ava blabbers, she takes a deep breath “okay this next part may sound crazy but, i believe there is a female assassin operating internationally, and she’s targeting a number of influential people. i don’t know who or what is behind her but i don’t think she’s slowing down” ava breathes
suzanne takes a moment to take it all in “come with me”
ava follows suzanne into the streets of london, they eventually end up outside an abandoned looking building
“i once saw a rat drink from a can of coke here, extraordinary” suzanne says before opening the door to the sketchy building
they walk upstairs into a room, inside there’s a desk with a computer on.
as ava takes in the room more, sees all the cases she’s complied plastered onto the walls
“woah” ava breaths “it’s like the inside of my brain”
“ava i think you would be a great addition to my team, you will be figuring out who exactly this killer is”
“okay” avas nods “thank you for allowing me to be involved”
“you did more than enough to prove yourself” as suzanne finishes her sentence a woman with curly brown hair walks in
she jumps a little when she sees ava “sorry there’s normally never any people here” the curly haired woman says
”Ava this is yasmine, she practically lives in the internet. she will be working alongside you”
“nice to meet you” avas nods
” you can also bring in your own people to work on this case with you ava” suzanne gestures
“okay thank you” ava types a message to three of her most trusted facets to join her
mary, camila, and lilith.
paris safe house (same day)
beatrice is now sat on her couch, she’s wearing one of her biggest designer dresses she owns.
vincent is sat infront of her alongside, some guy named “carl” who’s going to be assessing her.
”let’s get started then shall we?” carl asks “beatrice thanks for making such an effort” he gestures to her dress
she nods her head, she wants this over quickly
carl takes out a couple of pictures from his briefcase and hands one over to her “what do you feel when you see this picture” he asks
the picture is of two body’s, they seem to be husband and wife laying on the floor with blood surrounding them.
“i feel bored” she rolls her eyes
“okay and what do you feel when you see this picture?”
the process carries on like this.
“i believe you had a job in bulgaria recently, how was that?”
”i shot him twice in the chest and watched the life drain from his eyes” she smiles
“did you talk to him?” carl asks
“a little” she shrugs “he told me he had kids and begged me to live”
”and how did you feel when he said that”
”hm impatient”
carl looks at vincent “she’s fine vincent, she’s cleared to carry on”
beatrice smiles and looks to vincent and gives him a ‘told you so’ stare
“wait” vincent calls, he hands carl a drawn sketch of a woman with curly black hair “ask her about this”
carl hands the photo over to beatrice, she stares at for a while, her face staying stoic
”is that lucia?” carl asks softly
beatrice shrugs “no it’s my mother” she laughs before continuing “i’m joking.. my mother had really thin shitty hair”
“i see what you mean” carl says turning back to vincent “no more missions beatrice for atleats 2 weeks” carl gets up and quickly leaves the apartment not wanting to catch heat of her.
“vincent please, i’m fine i get the jobs done as you ask please you know i love doing them” beatrice pleads
“no beatrice doctors orders” he shakes his head “there was also another thing i needed to speak to you about”
beatrice nods and waits to hear vincent
“there is a MI6 agent working on your case, we don’t know what she knows but we will find out, what we do know is that she’s solely focused on you.”
beatrice takes this in before nodding, she’s not scared it was bound to happen. it can be easily dealt with “what’s her name?” she asks
”why do you need to know her name “ vincent sighs
”come on vinny, just tell me” shes smiles
”her name is Ava silva”
MI6 undercover office
”okay can we get a file of all the nurses who were on shift the night lucy crimson was killed” ava asks yasmine who starts typing it up immediately
avas in the office with mary, camila, lilith and yasmine.
“okay so here’s all the nurses who were on that ward the same night, but all of them were either killed or have a perfect alibi” yasmine replies
“shit” ava sighs “dead end again”
” don’t stress yourself aves, your gonna burn a hole into the ground with all your pacing” mary squeezes her shoulder
“im going to the toilet i’ll be back in a sec” ava replies
once she gets into the toilet she goes to the sink to splash some cold water on her face, this case is all she’s been able to think about. it’s consuming her.
when she looks into the mirror she feels like she’s been jolted by a memory ‘holy shit’ she whispers
she quickly rushes into the office, everyone states at her weirdly
“you okay aves?” camila asks
”i think i’ve met her “ ava pants
Berlin
Vincent specifically told beatrice no more missions for atleast two weeks, but who was he kidding, beatrice couldn’t just sit around for that long.
so when we want looking she took the postcard from his pocket, searched up her target and booked a flight.
she had also searched up ‘ava silva’ and was shocked to find out that she was the girl from the bathroom. she had to take a minute to compose herself, she did not expect that.
when she arrives at the clinic, we’re she says she’s covering for one of the masseuse’s, she can’t help but think about that girl. who now has a name ‘ava silva’
her ‘client’ arrives in the room acc she’s snapped out of her day dream
“your new” the ‘client’ says
“your regular masseuse is sick im covering for her” she says simply “get on the bed”
”oh okay” her ‘client’ lies down and his back
after two minutes in that room she had claimed her next victim, she put a pillow over his face he struggled and pleaded but she waited until he was limp.
after that she took a knife and chopped two of his fingers off and stuck them in his nose she chuckled to herself at her work
london office
the group has all been called in by suzanne, this can’t be good
“thank you for all coming here on short notice” suzanne starts “last night there was another kill, this time in Berlin. i believe it to be the same woman. she suffocated her victim and then chopped his fingers off and stuck them in his nose”
the group grimaces “how do we know its the same woman” lilith asks
“it certainly seems like her style” mary replies
“well did anyone see her entering the building?” ava questions
“yes” suzanne nods her head “the receptionist says she signed in…”
“i feel like there’s a but coming” camila cautiously adds
”yes, the woman said at the front desk her name was ‘ava silva’” suzanne finally says
“what the fuck” avas mouth drops open
the others seem like they don’t know what to do. everyone just kind of stands there taking it in for a moment. until suzanne speaks
“ava you mentioned you might of saw her in the hospital, we need you to give is a description so we can get a rough image. then yasmine will search the files to find a match. we need to be cautious shes on to us”
“yes okay” ava nods. she’s still kind of in shock, the assassin knows about her ‘fuck’ avas thinks too herself
ava takes a seat while camila grabs a notebook to take notes
“she had blonde hair, it could’ve been a wig though, her face was round but she had a sharp jawline. her eyes were soft but also alert, she had tan skin, freckles splattered across her nose and cheeks, she was young i’d say still in her twenties, and she was a couple inches taller than me” ava breathes
she can say mary smirking at her from the opposite seat, ava rolls her eyes and mary just laughs
“i’ll see what we can find” camila days walking over to yasmine
paris
beatrice is dressed as a waitress, she’s at an event for a perfume company.
her target is a woman named ‘chloe’ she owns the company is all the beatrice knows
she sets her eyes on her victim as she’s making her way out of the ballroom, she follows her but not to close to alert anyone.
she sees chloe go downstairs, just as she’s shut to follow a guard calls to her “madame start are you doing”
beatrice thinks quickly for an excuse “miss chloe asked me to bring her a tampon, you know lady business”
the guard flushes red and nods a understanding
she makes her way downstairs and sees chloe touching up her makeup in the changing rooms
“pardon me miss” beatrice knocks the door “i’m a big fan and i wondered if you could smell the perfume i made?” she acts shy
“i’m sorry but i’m a bit busy right now” chloe finishes her lipstick. but when she sees beatrice’s pleading face she takes pity “fine let me smell quickly”
beatrice hands her the perfume and watches as she speaks it on her neck
she also watches as chloe starts to choke from the fumes, 15 seconds later she dropped to the floor ‘another easy job’
she walks towards chloe and checks for a pulse, there’s none “bye bye” beatrice says as she waves chloe’s hand
ava’s house
“is everything okay babe” Jc asks her
avas been unable to sit for to long, the attacker knows her, she knows that avas looking into her. it’s exhilarating
“what oh yeah sorry” ava brushes him off
“are you sure you’ve seemed on edge since you came home”
‘fuck it’ she thinks “you remember that case i was working on for the debate assassin?” Jc nods “well i was right, the assassin was a woman, and then suzanne supieron asked me to join her team with MI6, obviously don’t tell anyone that” ava pants
”woah thats a lot to take in, well are you safe “ Jc walks behind her and kisses her neck
”y- yeah it’s all fine”
más Jc was going to question her more avas phone buzzes
“work duties” ava shakes her phone
she walks over to the island counter to see a message from yasmine
yasmina: i think we’ve found her.
Notes:
hope you’ve enjoyed this one!!
let me know what you think
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Chapter 3: my bag??
Summary:
ava and mary head to berlin
unexpected person is watching them???
Notes:
hey so this chapter is actually split into too parts
berlin chapter will continue
the next chapter will be crazy…
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
MI6 secret office
as ava walks up the stairs into the office her mind is racing, working on this case everyday is like taking a gamble with her life. she’s so intrigued by this assassin it’s making her a little insane.
when she enters the room she sees camila, lilith, mary and yasmine already waiting for her.
“any updates?” ava asks taking her coat off and walking over to yasmines computer
“there was another kill, in paris. the victim was named chloe, she was killed at her own perfume event, presumed dead by inhaling chemicals” yasmine replies
“damn this girl really doesn’t stop” mary sighed
“yes so, we need to send a team to berlin to investigate the masseuse killing and a team to go investigate the paris one” yasmine adds
“ava and mary should be the ones to go to berlin” lilith replied simply
“what why do we have to do that one” ava asks
“well, the assassin used your name to sign in, maybe you could find out more about that, and then mary’s got contacts in berlin from her previous years of working over there”
“guess we’re going to berlin then aves” mary taps her shoulder
“yess!! and we’re going to paris” camila jumps in place, while nudging lilith
“remember camila it’s for work” yasmine giggles
“right yes i am very serious” camila puts on her best serious face but just ends up giggling
“let’s get going then” ava nods
Berlin
after beatrice’s stunt in paris she couldn’t stop thinking about ‘ava silva’. she consumed her.
this explains why she took the next flight from paris back to berlin. she knew that the MI6 would have to send out agents to investigate the murder, so she took a gamble and decided to come back to see if the ‘ava silva’ would be the agent at the scene.
it also explains why she’s currently in a hotel room with a random woman she just met, pushing her against the wall.
the woman had wavy hair, and soft olive skin she was pretty. but beatrice didn’t really care for her.
“i’ve never done anything like this before” the woman pants
“me either” beatrice smirks hovering over the woman’s lips “take your hair down”
the woman releases her hair from the pony tail, beatrice runs her fingers through it
“my husband thinks i’m with the tour group for another hour so..” before the woman can carry on speaking beatrice interrupts her
“i love your accent” she continues to ruffle the woman’s hair
“thank you” the woman blushes “what are you doing in berlin?”
“i’m uh, just killing time before my friends show up” Beatrice smiles “you are so sexy”
”oh my,” the woman laughs “what are we doing?”
“i don’t know” beatrice laughs back
the woman reaches to the buttons of her coat to try and undo them
“no, no keep your coat on” beatrice reaches and pulls it back over her quickly “keep your bag on your shoulder too”
“oh are we not-“
“your clothes are to nice” beatrice whispers pulling her coat closed even tighter
“oh okay” the woman nods hesitantly
“im going to call you ava, okay?” beatrice looks the woman in the eyes
“oh okay- um why?”
“it’s just a little fantasy thing” beatrice smiles
“okay” the woman nods “do you want me to call you something”
”no no that’s..” beatrice chuckles “that’s okay”
“are you ready?” beatrice asks
the woman nods, and beatrice kisses her slowly, bringing her hand to her cheek. before pulling away and muttering on the woman’s lips
“now i’m going to hide and you’re going to find me” beatrice walks away
Ava’s house
ava’s currently trying to get ready her suitcase down from on top of her wardrobe, no matter how hard she just can’t reach it. she jumps to grab it and hits her head “fuck” she mutters while rubbing her head
“are you leaving me?” Jc jokes walking into their bedroom ava jumps at the noise and faces him
“oh jesus you scared the shit out of me” she clutches her chest “i thought you had a parents evening tonight?” she asks
Jc is a p.e teacher, he works in a primary school about 20 minutes away from their house.
“i did, but i lied and told all the parents their kids were ángels so i could come home and do this..” he says while leaning in and kissing ava
ava reaches for the suitcase again, but no luck “need a hand?” Jc laughs
”yes please” ava sighs dramatically “i think it’s been mated with the woodwork”
Jc reaches and grabs the suitcase down handing it to ava, she dusts it off
“are you?” he questions her
she looks up at him, confused she asks “am i what..?”
”leaving me?”
“yes” she laughs “i’m sorry your just too energy efficient” she says sarcastically “no no, i have to go to berlin, for a work thing we’re following up on another lead. it’ll only be a couple of days”
Jc stays silent for a moment, ava looks at him “are you annoyed?”
”no” he sighs “label your suitcase, you don’t want to loose another one”
”okay okay, that was not my fault” she chuckles
Jc is strangely being quiet, it’s not like him
“seriously Jace, are you okay?”
”yes aves i’m fine, label it” he motions to the suitcase
he walks over to her and gives her a chaste kiss before leaving the room
‘that was strange’ she thinks to herself
Berlin
Ava and Mary are currently sat in a taxi, driving to the crime scene. Ava’s glad she’s been assigned to work with mary, she’s always looked out for her and ava sees her as her older sister.
“why do you think she used your name” mary asks after almost 20 minutes of silence
“i don’t know” ava shrugs and looks out the window. she has a suspicion but if she says it she’s afraid she’ll sound crazier than she already does.
mary just smirks at her, before looking back out the window
“we’re here” the driver announces
“danke” mary says while opening the car door
they grab their bags from the boot of the taxi and head over to the crime scene, where an berlin investigator is waiting for them
”Ah, Mary it’s good to see you” the investigator gives her a knowing smirk. Avas totally going to question her on that when they get to their hotel later
“and you too you’re looking good” mary shakes her hand
“hi, i’m ava silva” she shakes the woman’s hand
“shannon masters” the woman says politely
“thank you so much for giving us access to this case” ava adds
“anything for an old friend of mine” shannon winks at mary
mary groans playfully, “lead the way shan”
shannon walks them inside of the building, and up a set of stairs
”what can you tell me about the nurse who used my name?” Ava finally spits out, she couldn’t hold it in anymore.
“sadly very little, she just disappeared” shannon unlocks the door to the room where the murder happened.
the room has a dentist looking chair in it, alongside some cabinets lining the walls. the murder scene has been cleaned since thankfully.
“what can you tell us about the victim?” mary questions
“he was lying here” shannon motions to the bed “and he was suffocated with a pillow, and his fingers were um cut off and stuck in his nose”
mary and ava nod their heads “any other exits?”
“nope she just left through the front door” shannon sighs “all the clients here use fake names and cash, so we can’t trace any other witnesses”
“i imagine the clientele isn’t very keen on cctv either?” Ava asks “can we see the autopsy report”
”Michael salvius, one of the higher ups wants a second opinion on that” shannon shakes her head
“why?”
”i assume the government, weren’t happy with the first one, but you’d have to ask him“ shannon looks at the floor
“well how can we get a hold of him?”
“i can give you his email” shannon’s pulls out her phone “but he never replies, your best bet is the morgue really. i’m sorry”
“it’s okay thank you for your help shan, i’ll contact you later” mary smiles at her and leads ava outside
“it sounds like the government are trying to hide something” ava rants
“now let’s just get some lunch and relax for a minute”
“no i want to try somehting” ava pulls her phone out of her pocket “can you watch my suitcase?”
“sure” mary nods her head
ava walks away to a quieter area, and dials a number.
“yasmine hey, so if i send you someone’s email address, will you be able to find out where they would be right now?”
“if their diary is connected yes” yasmine replies
“perfect thank you yas, i’m sending it to you now” ava ends the phone and quickly sends the email to yasmine
she walks back over to where mary is, and sees her talking to shannon
”yes of course see you later mary” shannon walks off after giving mary a hug
“see you later hm?” ava wiggles her eyebrows
“shut up” mary pushes ava playfully “what was that phone call about?”
”oh yasmine is finding micheal salvius’ location for us” Avas phone rings “speaking of the devil”
”i got his location from his email, sending his precise location now” ava can practically hear yasmines grin through the screen
”thank you yasmine you are a life saver”
ava puts her phone away and goes to grab her bag “where’s my bag?” she looks to mary
“are you serious” mary sighs
“fuck Jc is going to give me such a hard time about this” ava frowns “mary i asked you to watch the bags”
“i know i know i’m sorry, i got distracted” mary brushes it off
Berlin (same day)
beatrice gets back into her hotel room and drops a suitcase down on her bed. not just any suitcase, ava’s suitcase
unknown to ava and mary beatrice had watched their whole interaction at the crime scene. she had been sitting across the street, wearing a hat and sunglasses to cover her face. she watched them get out of the taxi and beatrice’s breath hitched.
the woman her mind kept constantly wondering too was here, so when mary and ava had both turned their backs she seen this as the perfect opportunity and this is how she ended up with avas suitcase.
she opens the suitcase and looks inside of it, ‘questionable fashion choices’ she thinks. she picks up a green scarf with zebras on it. she chuckles to herself before putting on the scarf.
suddenly the toilet flushes in her hotel room, she reaches for her knife underneath her shirt and waits, “i see you came back to berlin” a recognisable voice calls out
“ugh, i thought i could smell something” she bites
vincent looks at her and then to the bed, where the suitcase is “sorry are you having a nice little holiday here?” he says sarcastically
she scoffs and shakes her head
“i booked you in for one night, you should be back in paris by now” he adds
”i like berlin” she shrugs
he sighs deeply before speaking “listen i have a job for you, off the record” beatrice nods for him to carry on “that woman ava silva, she’s here. she’s investigating your work.”
beatrice smiles “did you see what i did with his fingers”
”very cute, yes” he frowns taking a seat on the bed and picking up the clothes from the suitcase “these don’t look like yours”
”why are you so worried” she scoffs
“aren’t you?” his tone is sharp
”no, i don’t even think about her” beatrice shrugs
“why does she think it was you?” he asks
beatrice shrugs again before exhaling
“i want you to watch her” he says abruptly “i need to know who she meets, this is me asking you. not them okay, just… watch her”
beatrice nods, in the backround she can hear her hotel door unlocking
“promise you won’t be naughty, beatrice”
”i promise i won’t be naughty” she smiles innocently
the woman from before walks into her hotel room, she glances at beatrice then sees the man sitting on the bed
“oh.. should i come back” (fake) ava says
“no, no i’ll heading of anyways” vincent stand up and walks to the door “remember don’t be naughty”
berlin (coffee shop)
ava and mary are sat on the outside tables of the cafe, three tables away is occupied by micheal salvius (thank you yasmine)
“Jc is just going to have a feild day when he finds out about the suitcase” ava shakes her head “oh plus the green scarf he gave me was in there too”
“i did you a favour then” mary laughs
the person who was sat with micheal gets up and leaves, leaving micheal alone.
“come on, let’s go” ava stands up quickly mary following to Michael’s table.
“Micheal?” ava says quietly
”yes?” micheal replies while not looking up from his phone
“we’re with the british authorities and would like to ask you a couple of questions about the murder that recently took place at the masseuse clinic” mary adds. this makes micheal glance up at them
“sorry i don’t know anything about that” he looks back at his phone
“my name is ava silva” micheal fully looks at them now. ‘perfect’ ava thinks to herself and plops down into the seat opposite him.
“strange coincidence about your name” micheal says
”yeh” ava nods
”bit creepy” he adds
“um shannon mentioned about a second autopsy, why would you need one?” ava questions
“ah yes, it’s just came through”
“can we see it?” mary replies
micheal seems unsure until he nods his head “uh yeh i can get if for you”
”what do you know about the victim?” mary seems suspicious
“he was a popular leader, nice man. his death has shocked a lot of people”
”who do you think murdered him” ava leans slightly closer
“spoiler alert, the new autopsy says he died of a heart attac-“ ava interrupts before he can finish
“wait what?!”
”well doesn’t that sound better” micheal smiles
ava shakes her head no “the nurse who was supposed to be on duty was drugged, this is a blatant assassination. and by the operative i’m looking for”
“and as a spokesperson for berlin, i’m saying it was a heart attack” micheals tone changes sharply
ava glares at him until he speaks again
“listen the government are freaking out, it’s a pr nightmare. this story cannot exist” he stresses
mary shakes her head “so what’s the story your coming up with?”
”the new autopsy concludes that he took the initiative himself, when the covering nurse left the room. covering his face to experience some kind of fetish that caused him into cardiac arrest” micheal nods
micheal looks at his watch “i’m afraid we’ve run out of time” he makes his way to stand up
”wait” ava spits out but micheals already talking again
“maybe miss silva would like to join me for dinner tonight, perhaps we could continue this conversation then. i might have some information you could extract from me” he smirks
he writes a time and location on a peice of paper and head off
”he wants to have sex with you” mary laughs
ava shoves mary’s arm “don’t” ava rolls her eyes
“i’m gonna report your suitcase missing, you go get something nice to wear for dinner, i’ll take you out later my treat” mary smiles
”ugh fineee” ava whines
guess she has to do this then…
Notes:
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they’re are so close all the time, exciting chapter for the next one!!
Chapter 4: murder on the dance floor
Summary:
Has ava got a stalker?
Mary tries to go find out while ava’s on a work meeting.
it ends badly
Notes:
sorry for not updating in a while.
i apologise for the ending of this chapter let me know what you think!
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Berlin (same day)
after practically being forced into meeting micheal salvius, Ava finds herself in a little dress shop changing room.
she’s tried atleast 3 dresses on by now, currently she’s getting into a blue mid-thigh sitting one while talking to camila through her earphones
“suzanne says if micheal salvius said he’s got information he will” camila tries to lighten up avas mood.
“ughh cami, you should’ve seen him. he’s so stuck up into himself, i don’t want to do this” Ava wines
“suzanne also said to just play along with his game… however gross”
“ew”
she pulls the dresses straps over her shoulders and flattens it against her stomach
”wait one sec cami” ava leaves the dressing room to look for the mirror in the hallway. she sighs it’s just not fitting how she wants it too
“do you want any other sizes miss?” a store employee asks her
”umm no, no it’s okay thank you” ava smiles and walks back quickly into the dressing room
”are you shopping?” ava can hear camilas smile through the screen
”Hey!!! my suitcase was stolen i had no other choice” she deflates giving herself another look over “you know when your outfit just feels like it’s missing something but you don’t know what?”
“if in doubt, don’t go out” camila sing songs
“very helpful” ava replies sarcastically “alright i gotta go cami see you” she ends the phone
she opens the curtain to ask an employee for help, when she calls out for one she sees none. what she does notice though is outside her dressing room stall, is now a belt hooked onto the hangers
“oh” ava picks up the belt and walks to the hallway mirror, she tries the belt on with the dress and suddenly the outfit falls into place
she looks up and down at herself and smiles “perfect” she mutters
she does think it’s a bit strange how it ended up being there, but she brushes it off as a coincidence
what she doesn’t realise is beatrice staring at her with a cap on pretending to look at the rails of clothing behind her.
beatrice smiles to herself when she sees Avas look of joy in the newly added article to her outfit, and takes a leave for the exit.
Ava has just hopped out of her shower and tied her hair up into a messy bun.
her hotel room is scattered with new clothes she had to buy, except for the new dress which is currently having against the hotel door.
she tries looking for her deodorant when suddenly her laptop starts to ring, she looks up and sighs once she reads the name
incoming facetime ‘Jc x’
it’s not that she doesn’t want to talk to him, but he’s going to have such a hard time with her when she says her suitcase is missing. she also can’t deal with the questions he will ask.
she sighs defeated taking a seat on the desk chair and hits answer
“hey jace, i’m so sorry for not calling before i’ve just been-“ she cuts herself of when she hears background noises
“hey aves” he smiles
“what’s going on?” she questions
Jc picks up his laptop and turns it towards a group of friends and family sitting in their house, even they all see ava on the camera there’s a mumble of greetings towards her shit safe totally forgot about this
“ oh hi hello everyone i’m so sorry i couldn’t make it, i had this last minute work thing” she smiles apologetically
“give me on minute” Jc starts walking away from the group “hey”
“Jace omg why didn’t you remind me?”
“i didn’t want to stress you out about your work thing” he shrugs
that explains why he was acting weird about it
“well w- we could’ve rescheduled” she stutters
”it’s been in the calendar’s for months it’s fine” he smiles then something in the camera catches his eye “oh what’s that?”
ava follows his gaze towards her new dress hanging up on and door
welp looks like i have to tell him now
”it’s uh- i didn’t have the right clothes for tonight” she chews on the inside of her cheek nervously
“for mary..?” Jc raises his eyebrows
“no” ava shakes her head and laughs “it’s uh for a contact here, he wanted to go to someplace fancy. apprently i’ll have to make a good impression”
“you’ll look gorgeous”
ava sighs “thanks, well you go back to the gang and please Jc tell them i’m sorry i couldn’t be there”
“it’s alright ava, i’ll let them know”
“thankyou i’ll see you-“ ava was cut off by a knock on the hotel door
“is that mary now?”
“yes probably” ava chuckles when the knocks get louder “definitely her, i gotta go see you!”
after ending the call she makes her way to the door and pulls its open
mary happily marches in and jumps onto her bed, ava grabs the dress of the door and goes into the bathroom
after five minutes (more like ten) she walks out and twirls infront of mary “so.. what do you think?”
”ava…” mary sighs “you cannot wear that bra with your dress, it’s sticking out”
ava flicks her forhead and retrieves back into the bathroom “i hate this”
“quit whining, it’s your fault we’re on the case” mary jokes
” you know i think Jc is jealous of you” ava shouts from the bathroom in clipping her bra and pulling her dress back up
“what” mary scoffs “what does he think i’m doing with you? barging into your hotel and telling you to take your bra off?” mary teases
ava laughs and pokes her head out of the bathroom “what can i say, i’m irresistible”
“you wish”
ava pouts and plops herself next to mary
“one step closer aves, this will help us massively if it works out” mary nudges her shoulder
“thank you” ava leans her head against mary’s shoulder “you could’ve called me crazy for making a case about this assassin, but you’ve supported me since day one, i don’t tell you how much i appreciate you. but i do so thank you”
mary kisses the top of ava’s head “i knew you were onto something, although you can be reckless- hey don’t hit me, but you always seem to find the better things within it. your doing good kid”
ava snuggles closer into mary
”now let’s go, we don’t want you to be late, you could miss some major details about your assassin girlfriend” mary teases
“way to ruin a good moment”
mary walks ava to the train station
“yes i know what train to take” ava says after mary explained for the fifteenth time
“alright, alright i’ll call you at 9 then we’ll go to a dessert place”
“you better” ava laughs “okay see ya! thanks for walking with me”
mary pats her back and starts walking the opposite way, as she walks past one of the ticket machines she notices a woman staring at ava, mary does a double take but keeps on walking to not make it obvious.
it doesn’t sit well with her, she glances back and noticed the woman is slowly making her way towards Ava. Mary follows her a few paces behind.
Mary sees the train approaching, the woman still creeping towards it, Ava gets into the train and Mary realises she can’t just let this woman get into the same one.
just as the woman was about to step on mary grabs her arm and pulls her back, the woman gasps and mary sees her face fully for the first time, the soft skin plastered with freckles, dark eyes with a lost look in them, brown hair plaited back
and the thing that through mary off the most if the green scarf she’s wearing under her suits jacket, or should she say Ava’s scarf
”excuse me” mary clears her throat “could you tell me where you got that scarf?” she adds politely
by now the trains doors were shut and the train was already leaving.
the woman looks back at the trains closed doors and sighs.
“oh my mother has a shop in Munich” she watched as the woman touches the scarf
“ah shame, i’m only here for a couple of days i would’ve loved to visited” Mary fakes a smile.
Mary sees the woman give a quick smile before she starts heading out of the station
she stands there for a second considering her options on what to do
’fuck it’ mary thinks and she starts trailing the woman into the streets
Ava arrives at the restaurant and from the first glance she can tell it’s expensive, the high quality chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, the candles lit along the tables.
she makes her way through the restaurant and sighs when she sees micheal standing up to greet her
”wow you look incredible” he ogles her
she takes a seat quickly flattening her dress “thank you, look micheal i want to be clear with you-“ she gets cut off
“i have a very lovely champagne, and also a gift” he slides over a square black box towards her
ava sighs and disregards the gift “um why did you want to see me micheal, what information do you have”
“okay this information might make you a bit uncomfortable… but you have a bit of tissue stuck u see your armpit” he barks a laugh
ava quickly looks and removes it. her anger is rising within the second.
“come on it was funny” Michael chuckles “did you really think i was going to give you everything before a glass of champagne?”
ava tries to breath through her nose and out her mouth. just like mary had taught her, she checks her phone for the time 8:30pm. okay only 30 minutes until mary will rescue her.
Mary keeps on the woman’s trail, keeping a couple steps behind to not make it obvious. they’re now walking through the streets in berlin.
Mary sees the woman turn in her direction, then watches as the woman quickly crosses the road.
mary tries to fit between a gap of cars to follow, just as she was about to cross a tram passes her, causing her to come to a sudden stop, also causing her too loose sight of the woman.
‘shes clever’ mary thought
she watches as the tram passes, impatiently waiting ‘come on’
as the tram finally clears the woman is no where to be seen. Mary crosses the road hurriedly and takes off down a road.
back in the restaurant ava’s had about enough of Michael’s bullshit.
“try some of this, it’s excellent” Micheal holds his plate up to her
Ava snakes her head and snaps “do you actually have information for me? i’m not here to entertain you, i have a lot of work to do, i’m not wearing a bra and frankly? i just want to go home”
“are you teasing me” he flashes a cheesy smile
ava scoffs but she’s saved by her phone that’s started to ring “i have to take this”
just as she was about to stand up and leave micheal cuts her off
“okay okay sorry, i was just messing” he pleads
ava sits back down and waits for him to talk
“my government fiddled with facts because the massage place was actually a front for a sex ‘massage place’ if that makes sense?”
ava nods and motions for him to carry on talking
“our government didn’t kill him, i guarantee. but unless i really want to piss of the government, i can’t tell you much else. you, on the other hand.. what i tell you, you must never repeat okay?” he leans closer
Ava’s practically wiggling in her seat from the anticipation
“last week the victim hacked into an account of an agent of Berlin intelligence, an organisation had been paying him millions. we don’t know what they were paying him for, but a week later both the victim and the agent were dead”
”okay” Ava nods her head, her phone rings again.
Micheal slides over the black box from before again
”what is that?” Ava raises her eyebrow
“think of it as a mole trap” he smiles
Ava takes the box and opens it, inside there is a usb.
Mary’s been trying to ring ava, but to no avail.
She has relocated to target and started trailing her again, as Ava’s voicemail plays again mary decides to speak into it “i may as gone as crazy as you kid, but i think a girl was trailing you at the train station. i’m following her now. call Shannon will you. i’m on her tail we’re currently moving near that club i pointed out to you earlier. call me i don’t want to loose her”
Mary sighs and ends the phone, she watched as the woman walks towards the bouncer at the front entrance of the club, she sees the woman slightly talking to the man and then watches as he lets her cut the cue and enter.
Mary follows and tries to talk to the bouncer but is cut off “to the back” he says his voice is stern
mary shakes her head there’s no point arguing it’s not going to work, she walks to the end of the line and waits.
After ten minutes she’s finally made it inside. she picks up her phone to send another voicemail to ava “i’m inside the club now, i’ve just lost her but she’s inside here somewhere.
After finishing her food, Her phone chimes again and she looks at the notifications
two missed voicemails
ava looks back to Michael then back to her phone “sorry but i just have to take this”
She holds the phone to her ear, after hearing them both she knows it’s urgent
“sorry Michael but i have to go” she stands up and puts her coat on.
“oh okay, um let me know if you want to do this again?”
ava tries not to roll her eyes “uh huh” and makes her way to the exit
once she’s outside she sighs in relief, she dials a taxi company to take her to the club and messages mary back
just left the restaurant on my way!
the club is swarming with people, it doesn’t help that there’s flashing lights, making it about ten times harder to navigate her way through
Mary pushes past people searching for the woman reviving grunts and ‘watch out’ from them, she doesn’t care. she’s too focused.
Making her way into the main room is even more of a struggle the bodies and bodies of people just increases, Mary still hasn’t seen the target.
Ava has just arrived at the club, she practically jumps out the taxi giving a short “thank you” to the driver and runs to the doors
once she gets stopped by the bouncer she pulls out her badge “i’m with the british intelligence agency, there is an emergency i need to get in”
the bouncer looks her up and down before relenting and moving to the side
Ava darts inside.
as mary was walking closer to the dj booth she catches a glimpse of freckled skin and brown hair
mary barges past trying to get to the woman
she finally finds the woman with her back turned away from her, she’s still about 8 feet away mary smiles to herself ‘gotcha’
that’s until the woman turn around and catches sight of mary, the woman’s face turns into a sinister smile and mary knows she fucked.
the woman starts walking towards her and mary in a desperate attempt, tries pushing back through the crowd
Ava is moving in between the bodies of people when she finally sees mary looking hurried
“mary! hey! mary” Ava tried to call her attention
just in that moment ava gets caught in between two people making it incredibly difficult for her to move
“mary” she tries again desperately
in that moment she sees a tall, beautiful woman come from behind mary
Marys eyes grow wide at the sight of her.
Ava is struggling to get out of the hoards of people she’s pushing and pushing but its no help. she knows this woman
She watches as the woman grabs the back of mary’s neck, takes out a small blade from her jacket pocket and stab mary in her stomach. Mary wailed in pain, the woman dropped her body and took off.
“NO NO, MARY” ava screamed still pushing her way through the crowd
eventually ava got passed the people and ran to mary, who was slouched on the floor “Ava?” Mary’s voice croaked
the tears were burning Ava’s eyes “hey stay with me okay?”
”im tired” mary slumped her head on Ava’s shoulder
“mary” ava shook her slightly, no response “hey, hey Mary don’t go to sleep” her voice croaked
“HELP” ava cried.
Notes:
Sorry……
cliff hanger i know i know
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Chapter 5: new friends
Summary:
the aftermath of berlin, new people (or not) and a mole
Notes:
sorry for the long wait, i will try to be more consistent with posting chapters i want atleast one new chapter every weekend
anyways
enjoy!!
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Berlin hospital
Ava hated hospitals. She hated them so much, but now staring at an unconscious Mary laying there with tubes and Ivs attached to her she hated them even more.
Ava’s sat next to her in an uncomfortable squeaky chair, her cheeks are stained by her tears.
After the attack she was finally able to get someone to call for help, she tried to stop the bleeding as best as she could the doctors said without her doing that Mary could’ve very much been dead.
It’s been 2 days since then. having to call the office and tell them what had happened was one of the hardest things. she could hear camilas sobs through the screen and then the little whispers from lilith trying to comfort her.
Shannon has been keeping her company popping in and out, checking for updates or to simply make sure ava gets some food down her. Ava’s grateful to have another person here atleast.
“ugh” a groan pulls Ava from her thoughts. Ava’s eyes shoot up to the bed, Mary’s eyes fluttering open then quickly closing to the sharp light.
“Mary” Ava sobs and grabs her hand “i’m so sor- sorry i’m s- sorry”
Ava stands and presses the button to call for the nurses
“Kid stop” Mary smiles, and for the first time in two days Ava takes a deep breath “what happened?”
“do you remember going to that club?” Ava’s voice trembles at the memory
Mary thinks for a second before nodding “yes, i was following the girl, i thought i lost her in the crowd but then i spotted her. or more like she spotted me” mary gestures to herself
“i thought she had only stabbed you once. until i got closer, she stabbed you 4 times Mary i though- thought we lo- lost you” The tears spill out of her again
Mary weakly squeezes Ava’s hand “it’s okay kid it’s not your fault, i shouldn’t have trailed her alone without any backup, she got lucky” mary chuckles then winces
Ava laughs wetly trying to wipe away the tears
Just as Ava was going to speak a nurse enters the room
“ah hello you’re awake, your lucky to have survived. i’m going to go over what your treatment will be and then how your recovery will go and we’ll do some test and scans later on okay?” she politely says
Mary nods her head.
After the nurse had finished explaining everything and left the room Ava looks up to Mary with a mischievous smile
“you know… shannon’s been stopping by to check on you, i’m sure she’ll be very pleased to know your awake” she wiggles her eyebrows
“Shut up” Mary playfully rolls her eyes.
Paris safe house
vincent steps into beatrice’s apartment, there are balloons surrounding every room, spanish music playing in the background and in the centre of the living room is a large 5 tier cake.
”beatrice” he calls out but no response.
he walks over to the cake and dips his finger into the frosting before bringing it to his mouth, he hums in approval from the taste.
just then beatrice steps out, wearing the exact same outfit even wearing a fake beard.
“happyyy birthdayyy” she raises her arms and walks over to him.
“it’s not my birthda-“ he gets cut off
“dance with me vinny” she grabs his hand and shuffled him into another room.
“what are you doing?” he tries but is yet again ignored
“okay now lift me” she smiles
“no i cant i have a bad shoulder” he shook his head
beatrice ignores him once again and runs up to him, as she jumps towards him he pushes her down to the ground. causing her to look up at him with false hurt.
“turn the music off” he says sternly
beatrice gets up and walks to the record player flipping it off “i was just trying to do something nice for your birthday” she shrugs.
”it is not my birthday”
“well… tell me when it is” she huffs
he chooses to not reply to her question “we need to talk”
“oh, okay” beatrice nods
“do you have somewhere perhaps with no balloons”
”mhm” she starts walking away and gestures for him to follow.
they walk into her grand bathroom, beatrice sitting on the edge of the bathtub and vincent sitting on the toilet seat.
beatrice then pulls out a gift bag and hands it over to him.
“your being awfully nice” he grabs the item out the bag, and starts unwrapping it
“i’ve been excited to see you” she smiles innocently
“really? or is it because i’m angry at you? very angry infact” he eyes her as he gets the wrapping of the gift. it’s some soundproof headphones. “thank you these are very.. cool” he says sarcastically
beatrice hands him either bag “one more”
“cómo te llamas?” he asks her suddenly serious
“vincent” she smirks and gestures to her outfit.
Vincent then leans forward and rips the beard of her face. she opens her mouth in shock.
“cómo te llamas?” he repeats
“beatrice” she huffs
” are you sure it isn’t ava silva?” Beatrice’s head snaps up to meet his eyes at the meeting of her name “do you think i don’t know everything ?”
Beatrice just glared at him.
“as for her partner” he continues
“She was following me!” beatrice defends
“She was off limits” he sighs “so i don’t think i can trust you anymore. if you can’t play alone you will have to play with your other brothers and sisters”
He hands her a postcard “your next job. this will tell you where to meet them”
Beatrice looks down at the postcard before looking back at vincent, who is now standing up and walking towards the door, just as he gets to the frame beatrice calls for him
”open it” she gestures to the gift bag “please”
Vincents sighs and opens the bag revealing pink teddy bear with a squeaker inside. he chuckles while squeezing it.
“for your daughter” beatrice smiles
Vincent’s face pales as he looks to her.
“what” she chuckles “do you think i don’t know anything?”
Vincent looks in shock for another 2 seconds before making a swift exit and leaving.
beatrice chuckles.
England
Stepping of the train, Beatrice looks around for who she’s supposed to be meeting. she then see’s a guy in a blue windbreaker coat zipped all the up with the hood covering his face.
He’s holding a sign that reads ‘bird watching tour’
beatrice sighs before making her way to him “i’m so excited to see the Siberian Chiffchaff” sarcastically
“unlikely” the man is not one for playing games “they haven’t been spotted since 2009”
”Mmm” she brushes him off “do i get one of these” she laughs while pointing to his coat.
the man abruptly zips his coat down and pulls the hood off in a huff “you were a little late” he says while walking
beatrice follows behind him “well i had to make a little delivery. when is the kill”
“tomorrow, you’re excited?” the man asks
Beatrice rolls her eyes “where are we going to sleep tonight?”
They stop in-front of a car and the guy opens the door “there’s a cushion. we’ll take turns”
Beatrice sighs before throwing her back in the back and climbing in
“i’m gonna go to the toilet” the man says before shutting the door and leaving
Beatrice sits in the back and looks around the car, she notices a woman sat in the front seat then she glances to the side mirror she sees the woman’s face for the first time
“oh” beatrice laughs lightly “your hairs grown”
the woman turns quickly in her seat and jumps on to beatrice aiming for her throat. beatrice is quick to dodge it and counter it with a punch to her face.
she then grabs the woman’s arms and kick her in the stomach before pinning her down onto the seat, beatrice raises her fist to punch her again “hey hey hey hey” the Man’s voice reigns her back “no fighting in the car, she’s a friend”
Beatrice releases her and looks back down towards her face “are you?” she questions
the woman spits on her face and climbs back over to the front seat.
Ava’s house london
Staring at the ceiling in her living room, the pain finally hits ava. Mary could’ve died. the assassin was able to get that close.
After calling the office and letting them know mary was awake suzanne booked Ava a flight home for 2 days later. Shannon is going to be looking after Mary while she recovers and is fit enough to come back to the uk. Mary didn’t seem that bothered by the decision.
”want some stew?” Jc’s voice pulls her from her thoughts
He’s been cautious with Ava ever since she came home and she hates it. she doesn’t want his pity she wants to catch that girl.
”no” Ava says dryly
“wine or” he offers
”no, no thank you i’m okay”
Jc walks from the kitchen into the living room and looks at Ava sat on the sofa
“what?” she asks
he takes a seat next to her and hesitates to speak
“what!” Ava harshly asks
”i’m uh sorry to bring this up now, but your not being honest with me, about mary.”
Ava sits up angrily “jesus christ. Really? she is a friend, please don’t make it something it isn’t we-“
“how did she end up in hospital, why is she still in Berlin” he interrupts
Ava stares at him before laying back down on the sofa and diverting her gaze, Jc stands.
”i want you out of this, if you value your life, our life you will. i know you think your honouring mary but you looked me in the eyes and told me there was absolutely no risk invol-“
“please don’t tell me what i think” Ava stands up. “i know you care about me, we alllll know you care about me, sometimes i think it’s all you have” she spits, her words like venom.
Jc glares at her before looking down
“Jace i’m sorry-“
”you don’t have to apologise” he starts heading back towards the kitchen before turning back to Ava “oh your suitcase came back from Berlin, it was on the doorstep”
England random location
Its still dark outside, and they’re all still stuck in the shitty old car that belongs to the man beatrice now has learnt is called ‘Declan’
Shes also had no sleep which makes her 10x more angry.
”so…” Declan says “what’s the history” he gestures to beatrice and the woman (Nicole)
Beatrice just smirks as Nicole looks down to the floor
“hm” Declan speaks again “whatever it is, you keep it out of my car. only happy thing in the car. okay?” he adds while looking towards beatrice
Beatrice fights the urge not to roll her eyes
”baby pass me a sweet” Declan says to nicole
Beatrice looks between the both of them as Nicole stays quiet while reaching over for a sweet “who is the target” Beatrice says
“we don’t know yet” He responds
beatrice scoffs “you don’t know who our target is?” she leans into the middle of the driver and passenger seats
”we will be told on arrival”
Beatrice actually rolls her eyes this time and leans back into her seat.
”we just know we are here to kill a member of the british intelligence services” Nicole finally speaks.
Beatrices breath halts hearing that. her mind racing back to Ava.
Ava’s home london
after speaking with Jc, Ava couldn’t handle being around anyone anymore, so with tears now freely running down her face she walks into her bedroom and takes a seat at the edge of her bed.
she’s trying to control her breathing when she sees her suitcase now placed next to her wardrobe, she’s glad it’s returned atleast. but she does find it weird how it got back.
she stands and grabs the suitcase and throws it onto her bed before opening it up but when she opens it she’s taken aback a little because her clothes are not in there.
instead the suitcase is full off new expensive clothing, with the tags still attached. she’s confused. quickly she unzips the other side of the suitcase only to see more clothing that is not her own.
she checks the tag and sure enough it’s addressed to her name and address.
to say she’s confused is an understatement actually.
she rummages through the clothes and finds a box of perfume also within the suitcase. she takes it out and looks at it. her curiosity is killing her so she unpackages it.
inside is a circular glass bottle with a gold lid shaped as a crown and on the centre of the bottle the name of the perfume reads ‘the Beatrice’
she stares at the bottle for a moment until she sees a white piece of card sticking out from the side.
she grabs it and flips it over. her blood runs cold at the note she feels like she’s going to be sick.
‘sorry baby x’
she throws the card and stands up gasping for air
“Ava can we just talk” Jc stand at the door frame
“g- get out” She says hurriedly “GET OUT”
Jc just nods before leaving
Ava looks back to the suitcase and the clothes before running to the bathroom and just making it before she throws up
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After she had recollected herself she messaged Cam and Yasmine and told them to meet her at the local cafe the frequented.
When they had all sat down and got there food Camila couldn’t hold herself back
“so are we going to talk about why you asked us to be here and why did you bring a bin bag?”
“so you know my suitcase that went missing right?” They both nod “well it arrived at my house and today i went through it but it wasn’t any of my stuff”
Camila and Yasmine both seem confused
“inside there’s a perfume called ‘the Beatrice’ and about five grand worth of clothes”
“what type of clothes?” Camila asks
”expensive clothes, amazing fucking clothes and all my size” Ava sighs
“jesuchristo” Camila reaches for the bin bag
”no don’t open it, we don’t want any further contamination” Ava quickly stops her
“it’s not good that she knows where you live” Yasmine adds hesitantly
“yeah well.. don’t write your address on your suitcase that gets stolen by a psychopath” Ava tries to joke before speaking to Camila “i want you to get the whole thing fast tracked with forensics. Get any DNA checked and cross referenced with the other crime scenes.”
Camila nods and then Ava starts talking to Yasmine “i also want you to check any stores in Berlin who stock these clothes. They have german tags. Then contact the stores and see if you can find any security footage.” She finally takes a deep breath.
”so we are going to keep going with the case?” Yasmine asks
“Yes of course we are going to keep going”
”don’t you think that maybe you should take some time to… like i mean maybe you shouldn’t go to the office yet” Camila buts in.
Ava shakes her head before standing up “we’re going”
Camila and Yasmine both glance to one another before following behind.
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After leaving the office with new information she had found out, Ava called Suzanne and asked her to meet her straight away.
So that explains why Ava is now entering a butcher shop out of breath and nearly jumping out of her bones.
”take a minute” Suzanne says upon Ava’s arrival
“okay” she takes a deep breath
“look at the sausages pretend your shopping” She whispers
Ava collects herself before talking “okay so, i went to this party, this must be about a year ago. It was a big work party. big marquees thing. free champagne etc.”
”hm” Suzanne hums
“yeah, so everybody got drunk, but Duretti got really drunk.”
“well you know his wife died” Suzanne interrupts
”yes but this was while she was ill. and everybody was like “wow Duretti is really drunk” i had to put him in a cab and send him home at like eight o’clock. so while we were waiting for this cab outside he was very emotional telling me the pressure he was under to send his kids to private school. He said there was no feasible way he could find the money.”
“okay, and what are you getting at Ava”
“Camila traced the lead Micheal gave us to payments made to a school called st. Henry’s. Both of Duretti’s kids go there.” Ava looks at Suzanne
”It’s disappointing when the mole is the one who looks most like a rodent.” Suzanne sighs “Where’s Duretti now?”
”Camilas on it. But we will find him, and bring the bastard in”
”we’re not after blood Ava, we’re after information. In the bigger picture Duretti is the middle management. There’s a good chance he’ll lead us to someone far more important. We keep this information to ourselves for now. You’ve done brilliantly, Mary will be proud”
At the mention of Mary’s name Ava looks down to the ground, maybe if she had gotten to her faster she wouldn’t be stabbed maybe if she wasn’t stupid she would’ve seen the woman trailing her
”ava” Suzanne pulls her out of hee overthinking “don’t forget to eat child, i’ll be in touch” and with that she leaves.
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Chapter 6: Bump in the road
Summary:
Beatrice gets a taste of what working with other people is like.
Ava tracks down the mole. Only to find something much worse.
Notes:
I loveee this chapter.
this chapter might be the longest one yet?
i’m not sure what else to say, hahaha.
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(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
England location unknown
stopping in the middle of a field is not what Beatrice had expected. but according to Declan this is their stop.
The three of them step out of the car and walk to the boot. Declan opens it revealing a briefcase filled with multiple different types of guns and attachments.
Beatrice picks up a scope and inspects it “have you checked the sights on this”
“i shot a dutch politician with a colt last Friday, and he’s uh definitely dead. so yes thank you sweetie” he sarcastically replies
Beatrice grimaces at the pet name while Declan takes the scope from her and places it back into the case.
“okay” Declan starts “everyone had a pee?” Declan glances at Nicole who nods her head then looks to Beatrice “there won’t be time to later”
”i can hold it” she fake smiles.
“you’ll regret it, i’ll be a minute” he takes off into the trees, leaving Beatrice alone with Nicole.
Beatrice slowly approaches her “i thought i’d never see you agai-“ she gets cut off as Nicole slams her into the side of the car, using her arm on Beatrice’s chest to keep her pinned.
“you hoped?” Nicole spits
“I won’t fight you”
Nicole slams her back into the car harder “why? you scared?”
she attempts to slam Beatrice into the car once again but gets stopped by a slap to her face.
Nicole rubs the side of her face and Beatrice straightens herself up fixing her shirt.
”no. I just don’t want you to get hurt, Okay?”
Before Nicole can reply Declan walks towards them “oh, my god.” he hits the roof of his car “What’s going on, guys?”
Beatrice gasps “she had a wasp on her cheek.”
The man raises his eyebrows “Nicole? is that true”
Nicole rubs her cheek one last time “it’s fine. Let’s go”
Beatrice smirks but that quickly fades at the sound of a gun clicking. She looks down to see Declan pushing the gun onto her stomach
“they told me one of you didn’t matter.” he says angrily “Don’t make me guess. Okay?”
Nicole storms off, but Beatrice maintains his eye contact not backing down as he removes the gun from her stomach. He looks away first.
MI6 Office
“Okay so, where’s our mole?” Ava asks Camila
Camila, Ava and Yasmine are all huddled up behind a desk, while camila is busy tracking him down.
“He’s in Buckinghamshire” Cam replies.
“What’s there?”
”i don’t know, just a house. im working on it. In the meantime though..” Camila types away and the screen pops up with a bunch of names and numbers “Duretti’s contacts and call records, So we know who he’s calling, when and how long for.”
”okay, what town is he in?” Yasmine questions.
“it’s a village. About as english a village as you’ll find, which is odd because he’s Italian no? anyway. It’s called Bletcham.” Camila shows a couple pictures of the town. “we should go”
”Both of you?” Yasmine looks in between Ava and Camila “are you trained for that?”
”If anything it’s a surveillance job in the home counties, Yas. We just need to be in the area.”
Yasmine still seems unsure but slowly nods her head
“okay, we’re going to Bletcham”
Bletcham
The car pulls into a little neighbourhood cul-de-sac, and parks. they’re facing opposite a cottage looking house.
Declan’s phone chimes and he picks it up “mm we’ve got a name”
Beatrice looks towards him, he moves his phone closer holding it up to her face so she can read the message.
On the message there is an image of the target also attached. “Francesco Duretti.” Declan’s hums “He’s MI5.”
Nicole takes the phone out of his hands and looks at the image.
Beatrice looks towards the house and sighs “How are we going to do this?”
Without speaking Declan exits the car and walks back towards the boot. Beatrice follows along with Nicole. He opens the briefcase and takes out two guns.
“Bang, in the head… or whatever.” he gestures mockingly before handing the gun to Beatrice.
Beatrice feels the weight of it, unloads the clip and refills it. She then grabs a silencer and attaches that.
“okayy” Declan grabs a duffel bag “you two go to the front, and i’ll cover the back.”
He puffs his chest out as he makes eye contact with Beatrice before turning his gaze towards Nicole “i love you, baby”
Beatrice looks at Nicole, whose head is down looking at the ground. She smirks.
Declan makes his way towards the back end of the house as Beatrice closes the door to the boot, She looks at Nicole once again with a mocking smile “he’s nice”
Nicole urges towards her, Beatrice sees right through it and grabs her wrist holding it on her stomach making them inches away from one another.
“i’m glad you got out” Beatrice says seriously
“you took my place” Nicole scoffs
“we’re both here now.”
Beatrice keeps ahold of her wrist, Nicole glances at her lips and then back to her eyes
Declan whistles to get their attention breaking them apart.
Beatrice releases her grip, walking towards the cottaged house. Nicole slowly following.
They both get to the front door and Beatrice takes her gun out flipping the safety off, she then puts it behind her back. She knocks on the door.
When the door opens Beatrice is a bit shocked, but she quickly fakes a smile. Instead of their target being there it’s an elderly woman wearing a dressing down and slippers.
”good afternoon, sorry to ambush you like this. Is Francesco in?” She fakes an American accent.
“No he’s gone out” The elderly woman replies seemingly confused.
”oh” Beatrice sighs
“I’m his landlady. Are you… who are you?” She asks
“My names Natalie” Beatrice starts and then looks to Nicole “And this is fanny”
Nicoles eyes drop to look to the floor.
Beatrice continues “we work with Francesco. A few of us are in the area. He gave us this address. I’m sorry, i thought this was his house.” She smiles lightly
“We just wanted to drop up” Nicole stutters
”Drop in” Beatrice corrects “And say hi”
“Of course. I have some cake in the refrigerator” The woman whispers like it’s an inside joke.
”ooo, lovely” Beatrice replies before stepping into the house
Nicole sighs before following.
Road to Bletcham (Cams car)
After finishing singing (screaming) all the words to Taylor swift songs for the past 40 minutes, Camila turns the music down so she can talk.
”did she say anything about me?” Camila quickly glances at Ava, who’s leaning her head against the window
“who?”
”Suzanne”
Ava looks at Camila and laughs “god, you have such a crush”
”shut up. She’s a legend, in the 90s she cultivated one of the most powerful Russian assets, in British intelligence history. She exposed an ex-KGB officer planning to sell weapons grade plutonium on the international black market. Apparently, she’s saved the world, like, eight more times since then.”
Ava chuckles “you want to save the world?”
”Well yeah, of course”
”hmm you’re quite romantic cami you know” Ava smiles “talking about romance. Lilith definitely likes you, She’s never once talked or comforted me the way she does with you. She has a soft spot for you”
Camila blushes “don’t look at me like that”
Ava smirks knowingly at Camila
“what” Cam chuckles and shakes her head.
Duretti’s house Bletcham
Beatrice inspects the fruit cake, before stabbing her fork into the steaming sponge and tasting it “I’ve never tried it hot before”
Beatrice and Nicole are sitting in the woman’s living room, with cups of tea.
“it microwaves very well.” The elderly woman replies
“hm” Beatrice hums biting into another chunk
“Francesco adores it, asks me to bake it at least once a week” She laughs lightly
“any idea of when he will be back?”
“i’ll just give him a call” The woman sets down her teacup and stands up walking towards the telephone.
”No, no we can wait. We don’t need to pressure him” Beatrice tries
“No that’s fine!” the woman brushes her off “he’s probably just getting bread or something.”
The woman starts dialling the phone number. Beatrice and Nicole look to each-over, then Beatrice turns to look outside the window, Noticing a red car.
”Hello? yes. Francesco, you have lovely visitors.” The woman waits for a response “A Natalie and a fanny.” Nicole sighs deeply “A fanny.” The elder woman repeats. Nicole glares at Beatrice, who’s smiling widely “They’re from your office. Yes. Oh dear that’s a shame, shall i tell them to come back another time? Alright, I’ll see you when i see you” The woman says
Nicole goes to take out her gun from beneath her jacket but Beatrice taps her and shakes her head. Nicole sighs before putting it back.
The woman puts the phone back and walks over to them. “I’m very sorry, he’s been called back to London. Something unexpected has come up. He sends his best wishes and apologise.”
The woman starts to collect the tea cups but stops at Beatrice words to look up at her “He must’ve been in a hurry…”
“Well yes i suppose” she smiles
“…To forget his car.” Beatrice fake chuckles
After the woman had finished cleaning up, Beatrice and Nicole said they’re thank yous and walked back to their car. Beatrice slid the side door open and hopped into the backseat, Nicole lingered by the door until Declan returned.
”She said he’s gone back to London” Nicole tells him.
”So what does that mean?”
“It means we wait” Beatrice buts in.
Declan sighs “I knew that” he walks to the boot of the car and puts his duffle back in.
”Nicole, you watch the exits” He shouts.
Camilas car (nearer to Bletcham)
Ava’s phone starts to ring, she looks at the contact before answering.
”Yasmine what have you got?”
”uhm we’ve had some activity. But it’s strange. Someone just made a call to Duretti’s mobile from a landline.” Yas replies
“okay…?” Ava asks
“i’ve located him. But the mobiles in the same house as the landline that called him.”
”wait, what does that mean?” confusedly.
”Either the equipment i’m using is dodgy, which it really isn’t. Or it’s just bizarre.”
”Do you think you will be able to figure out the cause?” Cam adds
“i can try, i’ll give you a call back with more updates, be safe!”
”bye Yas” Cam and Ava say in unison.
Bletcham
Beatrice leaves the car to stretch her legs. she glances around the area they’ve been parked in for the past 50 minutes and notices a map on the wall.
She approaches the map, it’s just a landmark map of Bletcham, nothing to interesting.
all of a sudden the sound of a speeding car pulls her from her reading, and then she hears a Nicole yell.
She looks back and sees Duretti’s red car driving off. With Nicole trying to chase after it.
The car whips around a corner and Beatrice makes a run towards the front seat of the Car.
“come on!” She yells while getting seated in the drivers seat “come on!”
She starts driving before Nicole can properly shut the passenger door, she floors the gas peddle following the direction Duretti took off in.
Declan passes Nicole the rifle, He pulls out a smaller gun for himself and attaches a silencer.
”There” Nicole points out his car from the distance.
Beatrice speeds up.
After receiving a frantic string of messages from Yasmine, Ava decided that calling hee would be a better option.
”Yas what’s going on?” Ava’s voice suddenly concerned.
”Duretti. His location is moving, He’s moving out of Bletcham”
“What? We just got here” Ava replies
Camila spots his house, but decides against stopping and carries on down the road.
”Jesus. He’s bombing it!” Yasmine Says while watching his location on the digital map.
”Why is he running? does he know were here?”
Beatrice is gaining on him now, Duretti’s car is only a few paces ahead of them.
Beatrice taps on a button, which opens up the sun roof.
”Nicole up. Aim with your rifle through there”
Nicole doesn’t respond, instead she stands on her seat head and gun poking out the sun roof, she rests the gun on the roof of the car.
She lines up her gun with Duretti’s car and starts ambushing his car. The bullets shooting out rapidly.
Eventually one shatters the rear window of his car. Causing it to swerve.
Declan starts to hoot and clap his hands cheering.
Beatrice rolls her eyes.
After using all the bullets, Nicole drops back into the passenger seat
“you did so good baby, That was good” Declan chants
“Can you shut up” Beatrice bites.
Before he can reply Duretti’s car brakes suddenly, causing beatrice to slam on hers. Durreti then takes off quickly.
Beatrice sighs as she watches him get an advantage before quickly stepping back on the gas.
They whip around a corner and head straight down the road, only then does Beatrice notice the red car going through a dirt road on the other side.
She reverses as quick as she can, but he’s already speeding down the dirt track.
she floors the gas.
”you g- guys th-there” Yasmines voice rings out.
the call disconnects, Ava and Camila both sigh.
“pull over” Ava says “get Yasmine back and i’ll try and call Duretti”
After coming to a stop Ava gets out and holds up her phone looking for any signal.
When her phone gets two bars she dials Duretti’s number.
”Ava” Duretti’s voice is frantic, he’s hyperventilating. “Oh, my god Ava.”
”Duretti i need you to calm down, it’s okay. We just want to talk to you, you don’t need to run from us.” Ava replies still oblivious of the situation occurring.
”Theyre chasing me” He whispers back.
Duretti’s laying down on his car seats, He slightly pops his head up to check out of the rear window.
”No, we’re just-“ Ava starts but gets cut of by Camila.
”wait who is?” Camila says down the phone
“help me” He cry’s
“wait, who are you running from?” Ava’s tone sharper.
“i’m going to die, i should do it before they can” he whispers.
”No! Duretti, man just breathe, okay? Just calm down and listen to me”
Beatrice follows the curves of the road, until she spots his red car. She parks a bit of a distance away.
She steps out the car and walks to the back. opening the door and taking out the small machine gun, attaching a silencer.
She walks forwards and goes to make her way to the car “this way” She signals to the car.
”hey, hey, hey, hey,” Declan starts. Beatrice look at him confused. “i give the orders. okay?” Beatrice waits for him to finish. “This way” he gestures to the car.
Beatrice rolls her eyes and sighs in frustration.
all three of them slowly start walking towards the car. Declan signals for them to stop.
”You okay? Nicole” He asks
Nicole just takes a deep breath ignoring him. He looks at Beatrice in anger.
He does another weird gesture, making Beatrice give him a dirty look. They all hold up their guns and aim at the back of the car.
Once they start firing, the rear lights smash, the bullets fly through the car wildly. They’re ambushing it.
when they all run out of bullets, and the car is most certainly not going to pass its next MOT check they lower their guns.
”its very subtle” Beatrice says sarcastically.
Declan turns to her in anger “will you have some respect, huh?” he spits
Beatrice looks him up and down, with a subtle smile growing on her face.
After listening to Ava on the phone Duretti moved from the car and hid in the bushes to the side.
He had seen what they had done to his car. he was shaking while trying to hold his phone up.
”Duretti, are you still there?” Ava’s voice snaps him out of his trance.
He sees a man holding a big rifle making his way to the car. Inspecting the inside. He then sees the man hit the car in anger, with no trace of him being in the car.
”Speak to me, Duretti say something” Ava voice calls out yet again.
Duretti lowers himself further into the bush. “where are you” he replies shakily. “They’ve got guns. I’m hiding”
”Duretti, listen. We are tracking you, okay? We can find you. Just uh stay quiet.”
Duretti watches as the man walk away from his car.
Declan walks back to the girls “uh yeah he’s not there”
”now what?” Beatrice asks
“Say something else stupid and i will shoot you” Declan bites back.
”what? like you shot frank in the head?” Beatrice mocks.
Declan breathes heavily, then holds his gun up to Beatrice. But Beatrice was one step ahead countering his move. They’re both holding eachover at gun point.
”Rebecca” Nicole calls. Causing Beatrice to snap her head towards her. She’s not heard that name in years.
She sees Nicole also holding up her gun pointing it at her.
Declan looks in between Nicole and Beatrice “She’s the ex?” He scoffs “Now i have all the reasons to blow her to fucking pieces. Why is she even here?”
”I was sent to get Nicole” Beatrice lies.
Nicole seems a little stunned before replying “For what?”
”You gave me my way out of there. Now. I’m giving you your way out…” Beatrice turns to look at Declan “…Of that”
Declan goes to say something but beatrice cuts him off.
”Your not a sweetie-“
“Shut your mouth!” Declan shouts.
Beatrice ignores him.
”You are beautiful” She hood eye contact with Nicole.
Declan goes to shoot, Nicole speaks before he can
“Let me. I’ve been wanting to do this for a long time.”
Declan lowers his gun. Nicole lines hers up.
Beatrice shows no emotion. She won’t give them that.
Just as Beatrice expected to be shot, Nicole turned around quickly and shot Declan multiple times.
Beatrice looks at his body and walks towards nicole. Embracing her in a hug.
”I am not a sweetie.” Nicole sighs
After recollecting themselves, Beatrice tells Nicole how she can get her out.
”Paris?” Nicole asks
“Yes. Paris, Florence, Vienna, we can go wherever you want to go” Beatrice smiles “First class. Everything you deserve”
Nicole smiles sweetly.
”Check the boot. I’ll start the car” Beatrice walks to the drivers seat.
”They’re going” Duretti whispers, wtching the woman walk away.
”Duretti. I need you to move north.” Ava replies
“What. Where is north? How am i supposed to know”
“oh, right yeah, sorry.” Ava looks around. Camila points to a large phone mast type of thing. “Duretti. Can you see like a phone mast. It looks like it’s got a plastic bag on it”
Duretti looks around and spots it “Yes, i see it. I can get to there”
“Okay good, just stay low and run.”
”stay low?” Camila mouths
Ava brushes her if before mouth back a “i don’t know”
They both hop back into Camilas car, and start driving north.
Duretti looks back in the direction of his car. He sees Nicole open the boot and look around. “They’ve come back.” He whispers frantically.
”We are on our way to you now, you have got to run” no response. “Duretti” Ava’s tone sterner.
”Ava, i cant. I cant.” he trembles.
”Do you prefer your other options?” She snaps.
Frank glances back towards his car. staying silent.
Beatrice had pulled their car closer to Duretti’s while Nicole was checking his boot. “Did you find Anything?”
Nicole walks to the drivers side window holding a colourful fabric in her hand “just clothes and this kite”
Beatrice smiles “put it in the back. We can use it on the weekend”
Nicole looks off into the distance unmoving and quiet.
”I know” Beatrice startles Nicole by speaking her mother language. Russian. “it’s going to be hard, to trust me again. But i will prove myself to you. I promise.”
Nicole searches her face for a moment before smiling again.
“put it in the back. Let’s get out of here” she says again speaking back in english.
Nicole walks to the boot and opens the door. Beatrice looks at her through the rear mirror. Nicole spots her and smiles at her through it, Closing the door again.
Beatrice doesn’t hesitate to putting the car in reverse and ramming into her.
She hears Nicoles yelps as the tires go over her. Beatrice then switches gears and goes over her again. Causing the cries to stop.
Beatrice sits there for a moment befoee checking out of her window “oops” she chuckles.
She goes to start the car again, but to no use. She tries again and again and again but it just won’t start.
She sits and stares out of her window, when she catches sight of Duretti running through the field.
”seriously” she huffs.
She gets out of the car and picks up one of the rifles that were left on the floor. She walks a bit closer, Lining up the gun. once she’s got a good shot on him she pulls the trigger. It narrowly misses him, She watches as he jumps from the sound. She lines it up again but when she pulls the trigger there’s no more bullets left.
She throws the gun back down to the floor and takes her jacket off after removing her smaller pistol from it. She makes her way to the field.
“Guys the house in Bletcham that called Duretti. It’s already on our system. It belongs to a woman called Veronica Frances” Yasmine tells them, yasmine then gasps at the new found information. “She’s suspected Russian intelligence. He is up to his neck in dodgy stuff”
“holy shit” Ava whispers, while muting Duretti.
”The GPS has him 500 yards away.” Yas adds.
”We have to get to him now, yasmine.” Ava frantically responds.
“okay, okay. Stop at the next gate. He’s gonna have to get to you on foot.” Yasmine replies while keeping her eyes on the tracking app.
Ava hurriedly takes off her seatbelt and open the car door stepping out. She unmutes her phone “Uh Duretti? Duretti! We’re at the, top of the field. I don’t think you can see us yet but, uhm just make a run for it. You have to trust that we’re here, okay?” Ava stands on the gate to try and get a further view.
Duretti’s staggered breathing can be heard from the other line.
”Duretti.” Ava huffs “are you running or crying”
”Both. Running and crying”
Another gun shot flys past him. He yelps, quickly glancing behind him to the assassin a couple metres away.
”Just run for it!” Ava yells.
She sees duretti’s head coming from behind the hill.
“Oh god. Duretti! Duretti!” She shouts.
She tries to open up the gate only to realise its padlocked shut.
”shit” She mutters.
”They’re Coming” Duretti’s voice booms.
”Camila get in the back seat” she gestures to the car.
Camila quickly hops into the back.
Duretti’s only a few feet away from Ava now. “Quickly” Ava says hurriedly.
Duretti practically throws himself over the gate with the help of Ava. He stands quickly add frantically. “oh god. Oh god.”
”Get in the back!” Ava yells running towards the Drivers seat.
Once they’re all in the car, Ava tries to frantically start the car.
”Ava, go!”
Ava flaps about hurriedly, turning her head to look out of the window towards the gate. She freezes when she spots the woman walking up the hill. The woman that’s been consuming her brain for weeks. The woman who stabbed mary.
She hears the pleads of Camila and Duretti telling her to drive, but she can’t. She’s frozen as she watches the woman get closer. “oh my god.” Ava mutters
”No, no, no. Drive!” Duretti begs.
Ava sees the woman raising her gun and aiming it straight towards the car. The last thing she hears is a gunshot.
Notes:
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Chapter 7: How would Camila say it?
Summary:
Duretti speaks about how he got caught up in this mess.
Ava has a surprise encounter.
Notes:
So.. I know i’ve been gone for a while but i hope you enjoy this chapter.
I cannot promise you my updates will be regular but i’m not abandoning this story!
anyways hope you enjoy!
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Chapter Text
The bullet flys just left of Ava’s head narrowly missing her, but smashing the window.
The loud noise of the bullet ringing, mixed with the glass shattering, breaks Ava out of her frozen state.
The yells of Camila and Duretti now becoming unmuffled as they beg her to drive.
Ava reaches to her gearstick before driving as quickly as she can.
The taller woman still on their tale.
A few bullets hit the back end of the car, Ava slams on her breaks.
“Ava?” Camila shrieks. “What the fuck are you doing”
“Are you insane” Duretti’s accent becoming stronger with fear.
Ava looks through her center mirror catching a glimpse of the assassin walking over. “I’m gonna talk to her” Ava says calmly.
”What! she has been trying to kill me” Duretti trembles.
”Shes waiting for something” Ava sees the assassin come to a holt a few feet from their car.
Camila honest to god rolls her eyes “dios mío, Ava please don’t say-
Ava cuts her off “She’s waiting for me”
“Uh is your brain working! Wake up! she’s an actual assassin. She’s here to kill him!”
Ava stays silent looking at the woman through her mirror. It’s as if she’s hypnotised by her.
”AVA!”
”Im thinking!” Ava replies sharply.
Ava takes a deep breath, closing her eyes.
”Ava we will catch her again. And then you can do whatever it is you want to do with her, but right now. Stop being a dick, Ava” Camila says hurriedly. “I’ll punch you if i have to”
”Yes!” Duretti begs. “Snap her out if it”
Ava ignores them. She unbuckles her seat belt and opens her car door. When she steps out and sees the woman, only a couple of feet away from her, Ava’s breath falters. But not from fear.
Ava holds up her hands to indicate she’s not going to shoot. She makes her way towards the woman. Their eyes never leaving one another.
When she gets to being only around 15 feet away, The assassin seems to snap out of it, and holds her gun up. aiming for her.
Ava keeps her hands up, the woman continues to stare deeply at her.
When the woman slowly lowers her gun, Ava sighs in relief. But that relief was quickly turned into panic when she sees the woman hold the gun to her own chin.
”No!” Ava yells.
The assassin chuckles, and brings the gun up to her lips to kiss it.
The woman then aims her gun back to Ava and shoots. The bullets hits the floor right next to Ava’s feet.
Ava flinches back nearly falling to the floor. When she steadies herself, she looks to where the assassin was.
But she had disappeared.
After narrowly escaping the woman, Ava had stopped at a cafe along a motorway.
Camila and Duretti were talking quietly amongst themselves, but Ava seemed distant she was lost in thought.
“your food” A waitress placed down three big breakfasts for them.
after they all had thanked the waitress and started eating Ava finally spoke.
“Who was the woman” she questioned him.
”i don’t know. we didn’t exactly have much time to talk” Duretti replied sarcastically. shoving beans into his mouth.
”So there were three of them chasing you, and they didn’t speak to each over?” Ava scoffed “Come on Francesco. Stop bullshitting”
”Is there anymore salt?” Duretti ignored her.
Camila snapped “Where are your kids?”
”With my mother-in-law”
”Text her and tell her you need them to stay for a few nights” Ava responds
Duretti goes to pull out his phone before Ava stops him. “No use mine” she hands him hers.
”They’ll be tracking yours” Camila says obviously.
Duretti typed out her number and starts texting “you know i did this for the right reasons” he begins. Ava cuts him off
“I don’t want to hear what your version of the right reason is.”
“Could you just not give me a hard time? Just for a minute please? I almost died.” He raises his voice slightly.
”And who’s fault is that” Camila mutters.
Duretti sighs “Am i please allowed to get more salt?”
Ava motions a yes with hand, as he walks away camila speaks up again.
”Who would spend that much money on that man” She watches him return with his salt shaker. she scoffs “God look how excited he is about his salt. Makes me sick”
Duretti takes a seat again. “Rebecca” He says suddenly.
Ava’s eyes snap up to meet his “what?”
”One of the girls was called Rebecca” He adds while putting a mountain of salt into his food.
Standing in the car park of the cafe Ava dials yasmine.
”Hey yas, i have little time to talk but i need you to type a name into the system for me” her breath rapid.
”Sure what is it?”
”Rebecca”
Ava heard yasmine clacking away on the keyboard.
”Rebecca?” Yasmine asks.
”Yes. Just search every prison record with that name. If there is a Rebecca who has so much as stolen a bar of soap, I want to know about her okay?”
“Mhm on it.” Yasmine nods although she can’t be seen “Are you guys okay though?”
Ava sighs “yeah, We’re fine. Could you also send me the safe house address. Is there anything else we should know?”
”Oh, The suitcase test came back.”
”Great. Did you find Anything?”
Yas hums. “Her DNA is all over it. It’s a clear match with sample from the other kills. its- it’s just” Her voice trembles.
”What?” Ava concernedly asks.
”She must know she’s traceable.”
Ava huffs “Either she’s deeply arrogant or she knows she’s protected.”
”Or possibly both?”
“Oh god, yes, or both. Okay call me if you find any Rebecca’s. Okay?”
”Sure, Be safe Aves”
“Ill try” She chuckles humourlessly. “Bye yas”
Later that day, Ava just pulled up in front of the safe house. It was a normal looking one story house.
Other than the windows being bullet proof, the 6 different locks on the door and the security guards who would also be staying with Duretti.
After ‘Paul’ the security guard had shown Duretti around the house, They all regrouped in the living room.
Which now suzanne stood in. “Hello duretti” she calmly says.
If Duretti could get any paler than he already was he just did. Ava and Camila had to fight of there laughter, from the look of fear displayed in his face.
“Suzanne” His voice trembled “look, what i’ve done is nowhere near as bad as what a lot people have done, to save their families okay.”
“We chased the money, we know you’re on their payroll. So you better start talking” Ava butts in.
”What do they want?” Suzanne’s voice is stern.
He stutters “I.. I think i’m… i think i’m…” He clears his throat. Camila rolls her eyes at his way of trying to get out of the conversation “I think i’m having an anxiety attack. My arms are- They feel numb. Can you get a doctor please”
Suzanne huffs heavily “Just breathe slowly. Don’t hyperventilate”
“Can i just please go and have a bath or change my clothes? I will tell you everything.” He pleads.
”You have five minutes to change. And you’ll be escorted”
Paul stands up and leads Duretti to his new room.
Ava shakes her head in annoyance. After the day she’s had, all she can think about is going home and messaging mary to tell her about this whole situation, so they can laugh about Duretti.
Shortly after Camila comes back into the living room with cups of tea for Suzanne and Ava. “Thank you” they both reply.
”Okay, looks like you guys have got this. So, with all due respect, i’m gonna head back to east London grab three bottles of wine, and pine over Lilith until the memory of this traumatic day evaporates.” Cam smiles sweetly.
Suzanne nods approvingly “I understand”
Ava just laughs under her breath. Watching camila leave. Paul comes back, but without duretti in tow.
“Duretti says he’s feeling too weak to talk. Do you want me to drag him in by his armpits?”
“No. I know exactly what he needs.” Suzanne replies “I’m so sorry you have to see this” She hands her cup over to Ava.
Suzanne walks to the back of the house, finding the bedroom Duretti is containing himself in. She sits down on the edge of the bed next to him.
”It’s okay, Francesco” She starts. placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. “It’s all going to be okay. Just tell me who these people are.”
Ava furrows her eyebrows and watches in awe. She sees Duretti’s shoulders deflate, as he leans his head into Suzanne’s shoulder.
”They call themselves, The twelve. And they know everything about me.” He replies in the most calm tone he’s been able to muster up all day.
Ava starts secretly voice recording on her phone, Before also taking a seat onto the bed. She uses the duvet to cover her phone. “Did they blackmail you?” She hesitantly asks.
”No. No worse.” He shakes his head and sits up properly. “They offered to pay for my wife’s medical treatment. They knew everything about her condition. They knew the NHS wouldn’t offer certain treatments for cancer without private patient funding these days. I had no other option.”
”Uh.. you can’t blame the NHS for this.” Ava adds.
No. Of course not. I blame the government” Duretti responds harshly.
”And what about the school fees?” Ava bites back.
”I just wanted my family to be happy.”
“What information did they want from you?” Suzanne’s demeanour had changed from cold to almost motherly.
Duretti sighs deeply before responding “They just wanted to know what conversations are being had. They’re interested in the big picture”
”Specifically, Information about russia?” She questions.
”No. Although the agent was originally from russia, Before he moved to spain, and we drank a lot. so i just assumed… i thought the were SVR. Standard russian government agents who wanted a little inside gossip, people’s whereabouts. I don’t know. They just wanted to know anything and everything. I just wanted my family to be okay.”
Ava scoffs angrily “I think we all wanted the same for Mary. But instead, No thanks to you she was stabbed. She could’ve fucking died.”
”I didn’t know they were going to go after Mary. I think the assassin took your department rather personally.” He looked down.
”And how do they know about the department?”
“I told them..” He muttered quietly “I told them i thought you were still investigating, after you interrogated me—
Ava cut him off “Oh i did not interrogate you.” Duretti nodded “You interrogated me—“
Suzanne’s voice was sharp cutting them both off from bickering. “For someone who says they know hardly anything, you seem to know rather a lot.” She glares at him. “Why didn’t you come to us?”
”Because i didn’t want to get caught here.” His voice raised “I thought they would help.”
”And the girl who works for them?” Ava asks
”Yes, well, they’re very proud of her. They’re using her to…” he stops himself.
”What? What are they using her for?” Ava desperately questions.
Duretti looks down before making eye contact with her. “There is a sequence. A pattern to these kills. They’re destabilising from the ground up.”
“To what end?”
“Chaos.”
Ava’s now sat at a bus stop. Before leaving Duretti in the security of Paul, Ava had called Yasmine to update her.
When Ava brought up the fact Duretti had called the organisation ‘The twelve’ Yasmine seemed to think it has something to do with the number twelve being powerful.
Twelve disciples, Twelve days of christmas, Twelve months of the year.
Before leaving the Safe house, Suzanne had mentioned the clean up crew going to where Duretti was found. The search team only found one body. The body of man.
Now sat at the bus stop, The stress and exhaustion from the day had finally caught up to her. She pulls the ponytail out of her hair, and runs her hands through it.
She sighs deeply and looks towards the a chipped piece of the glass window. She runs her finger over the rough edges of the crack. Her finger presses harder into it, and eventually smashes the whole glass.
Ava jumps back from the shock, Like being awakened from her trance. Looking down at the glass she momentarily panics, Until her phone starts ringing.
”Hi, Hello jace.” she answers with laboured breath. “I’m sorry i’m not home, i have to go back into the office.” her voice is still filled with panicked.
”Are you alright Aves?” he questions.
”No, no, i’m fine. I just- just ran for a bus. Uh.. Are you annoyed?”
“No it’s okay, I’ll see you later okay love?”
”Yes. I’ll see you then. Bye Jace”
When the phone ends, Ava lets out a sigh of relief.
Ava switches the office lights on, and straight away she notices her suitcase on top of one of the desks.
She walks closer, looking at the map hung on the wall, with red dots to show where all the victims have been popping up.
The sound of the door opening startles her. She looks over her shoulder only to see Yasmine walking in. Her shoulders relax.
”Sorry to scare you” Yasmine smiles sheepishly.
”No, it’s okay” Ava brushes her off. “Do we have any updates?”
Yasmine nods “I found some prison records of various ‘Rebecca’s’ around Russia and Spain. There’s one i really want to show you.”
“That’s great!” Ava’s smile reaches her eyes this time.
Yasmine starts tapping away on the computer, And then a prison mugshot loads on the screen.
“Oh shit” Ava whispers.
”Yes that’s the one. ‘Rebecca young’.”
It’s a younger version of the Assassin Ava has seen, She has a couple of cuts on her face. And her hair is darker.
“It fits the profile perfectly. Except…” Yasmine hesitates.
”What?”
“Well, she died in prison.”
Ava looks back at Yasmine. “When?”
”Four years ago.”
Ava returns her gaze to the screen. To the face that’s kept her awake at night. To the person who stabbed her best friend.
“Why was she there? In prison.” Ava asks.
“She um.. Killed a guy. And did some pretty weird things to him.” Yasmine trails off.
“Like what?”
“She, Um…” Yasmine bites her lip.
”How would Camila say it” Ava curiosity was killing her at this point.
”She chopped his Nob off.” Yasmine practically forces herself to spit out.
When Ava gets home, It feels like she can finally, Properly breathe.
Jc had messaged her to say he was going out with one of his friends ‘Randal’. Ava had been kind of relieved.
Ava had also been able to bring back her suitcase. She walks up the stairs and plops it onto her bed, Before going downstairs and poring herself a glass of wine.
When she returns to her bedroom, She stares at her suitcase for a minute, she decides she needs to rip the band aid off.
She takes a big gulp of her wine, putting the rest of the glass on the bed side table and opens her suitcase.
She goes through the clothing once again. but this time she really looks at these clothes. They’re nice. Nothing she could afford normally.
She pulls out a gorgeous black and white dress, with a v line cut that would make her boobs look great if she would say so herself.
The dress catches her attention immediately. Would you blame her for wanting to wear it?
She sets it aside for now. Wanting to get something out of the suitcase she’s been thinking about since she found it.
She pulls the box of perfume out, opening it to reveal the beautifully shaped bottle with the bee atop.
Ava slowly takes the cap off, hesitantly she inhales it. The scent is strong but not unwelcoming.
She sprays some onto her wrists, Rubbing them together before smelling it again. The notes of cedar wood and amber hitting her.
The smell was almost intoxicating. She rubs her wrists onto the pulse of her neck engraving the smell onto herself.
Opening the other side of the case, Ava finds a pair of black heels, that would go perfectly with the dress that stuck out to her.
‘fuck it’ Ava thinks before taking off her clothes and getting into the dress and heels.
Turning around to look at herself in the mirror, Ava’s impressed. The dress does make her boobs look great. And she feels great wearing it.
The dress shows off all her curves in the right places. It fits her perfectly.
She grabs the rest of her wine and gulps it in one. She flicks off her heels and then walks down the stairs.
When she gets into her kitchen, She picks up the files she brought home with her from the office. Rebecca’s files. Beatrice’s files? She doesn’t know.
While reading through it she notices a page titled ‘crimes’ The list follows:
Attacked and wounded a school friend with a pen, Aged 8
Grievous bodily harm
Arson
Murder of an adult man
Manslaughter of a minor
“Jesus” Ava mutters to herself. Shaking her head in mild disbelief.
Her eyes trail to the conviction’s part of the page.
‘Placed in a juvenile delinquents centre 2001-2006’
’Arrested as adult, 2011-2014’
Ava was going to read more until the sound of the door opening makes her turn her head.
“Jace?” Ava calls out. Walking closer to the front door. “Are you back?”
When she reaches the door and sees no sign of anyone she momentarily panics.
She checks the door and the lock is still intact, Which it is.
She sighs. Turning back around to head into the kitchen.
But when she turns she freezes in her spot.
Standing on the other side of her hallway is none other than The one woman Ava wishes so desperately to leave her head.
Beatrice.
Notes:
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Chapter 8: I have a thing for bathrooms
Summary:
An unexpected visitor. A bathroom visit. secrets revealed. And that’s just the beginning.
Notes:
Heyy!! finally got around to posting another chapter for this hope you all enjoy!
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Chapter Text
Ava’s house (london)
Ava stands in shock staring at the woman unable to process what’s going on. One side of her brain can’t turn away, but the other, more logical side is she should run. immediately.
“Don’t run” The assassin calls out like she can see through Ava’s brain.
The words seem to waken Ava out of her daze as she gasps making a bolt up the stairs.
The dark haired woman follows after her, both of them seeming breathless. Ava rushes into the bathroom slamming the door and locking it.
“Open the door!” the woman calls out oddly calm “I’m not going to hurt you”
As if Ava is going to believe that. She starts looking around the room trying to open the window but to know avail. “Help me!” she screams banging at the glass.
“I am not going to hurt you!” The voice outside the door is more agitated now.
But Ava’s not thinking straight. The british accent is definitely not the same accent she heard the woman speaking when they were in the hospital toilets. It’s more elegant and honey-like. It suits her. ‘fuck no time to think about that Ava’
Ava scurries over to a cabinet looking for anything to help her either to break out through the window or defend herself if needs must.
“Open it or i will!” She barks. The banging on the door is getting more consistent and louder.
“Fuck!” Ava cries out when she can’t find anything.
“Open this shit door!” She rattles the handle.
“No! No!”
“Just listen to me!”
Then suddenly, the door barges open with a thud. Beatrice kicking it open and storming through only to be met by a toilet brush to her face with Ava holding it like a weapon.
Beatrice pants looking at Ava confused before chuckling to herself. She grabs the end of the toilet brush swiftly, pulling Ava closer. Ava wails and screams desperately trying to break out of her hold.
“Stop! Stop screaming at me! I’m not trying to hurt you!” Beatrice tries again.
But Ava continues. Beatrice has reached her limit and does the only thing she can think off. She pulls Ava down into the bath before climbing on top of her successfully holding her down.
“Stop screaming! stop it! i’m not going to hurt you!”
”You’re hurting me!”
“Shh shut up!” Beatrice looks at her panicked trying to ease her down.
Without warning Beatrice turns the tap on, the water instantly hitting Ava’s face causing her to gasp and quiet it. Once she’s stopped Beatrice turns it back off.
Ava coughs trying to clear the water out of her throat.
“I just want to have dinner with you!” Beatrice yells.
Ava looks at her wildly, gasping and panting for air.
“Okay?” Beatrice says calmly
Ava nods rapidly “Mm”
“Okay!” Beatrice exclaims.
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After Ava stops gasping for air, they both walk downstairs into her kitchen, Beatrice instantly taking a seat at the dining table making herself at home.
Ava stands nervously besides her fridge still dripping from the water, and staring the woman who’s case she’s investigating sitting right across from her. “Um.. i don’t really have much to, Uh…”
”I will eat anything” Beatrice smiles at Ava’s nervousness. “Thank you”
Ava nods twice, before opening the fridge and looking to see if her and Jc had any leftovers. She sees a container before pulling it out “Shepards pie.?” she says shakily.
Beatrice nods grinning “Thank you”
”Um i could do it in the oven but microwaving is faster and all-“ she rambles before Beatrice cuts her off.
“Microwave is fine”
Beatrice watches Ava walk over to the microwave and she smirks to herself. “You’re shaking” she comments.
Ava turns to face her, drenched. “uh yeah well..” she gestures towards herself.
The taller woman nods before seeing a coat rack. “Put on something from there. i won’t look”
Ava keeps her back to the woman as she picks out a hoodie. Beatrice notices Ava not changing until she realises the zip on the back of her dress is still done. She moves around the counter before stopping behind the smaller woman, she sees her tense. Slowly Beatrice starts to unzip the dress ready to stop if the woman says so.
Once the dress is unzipped she helps Ava pull the straps down catching a glimpse of her bare back. “You have a very nice body” she notes, before walking back to her chair.
Ava still scared, in shock and disbelief quickly throws the hoodie over her head. “Do you want me to lay the table?” She hears the Assassin ask. “No, you’re my guest” Ava replies snapping slightly.
Ava turns from her again opening the utensil drawer, she stares down at them considering her options before picking up the cutlery and sliding a steak knife into the front of her pants.
“You don’t want that to slip.” Beatrice says simply.
Ava freezes staring back at her reflection through the window.
”You can hold onto it if it makes you feel better”
The microwave dings. Ava busies herself by getting the container out with a kitchen towel and setting it onto the table where beatrice waits. As Ava goes to sit down she hesitates before pulling the knife out and setting it besides her plate cautiously.
Beatrice gets to work taking the container and serving herself a big dollop on to her plate before handing it over to Ava “please?”
Ava scoops up about a table spoon before setting it back into plate and staring into nothingness. disassociating.
“It’s so nice to meet you” Beatrice smiles warmly, as if this is a casual occurrence for her.
”Why are you here?” Ava finally asks.
”did you make this?” Beatrice avoids her question.
”no.”
”Your boyfriend?”
Ava sighs, knowing this Woman knows about her life. “yes”
”He has excellent hair” The assassin grins, taking a big bite out of the food, laughing to herself.
”Why are you in my house?” Ava asks again, seriously. Chills running down her whole body.
”I wanted to see you.”
”why!”
Beatrice looks at her before breaking down. “i need someone to help me.” her voice cracks “i don’t want to do this anymore. I know what i am. I know im not normal, i.. i don’t feel things that- im sorry. I didn’t want to hurt your partner. Mary. I don’t want to hurt people. They make me do it” she sniffles. “If i don’t do what they say…” she trails off. “Ava i have nowhere to go. i need help. Ava please im so sorry”
Ava stares at her, like really stares at her. “Bullshit.” she scoffs “Bullshit, god you’re an asshole. Rebecca”
Beatrice smirks wiping away the fake tears before laughing. “You’re so pleased with yourself”
”I know more than that”
”Hmm?”
”Mm-hmm. I know that you’re originally from russia, i know you were in moscow prison for five years until someone broke you out and faked your death. I know you’re extremely intelligent. determined. Hardworking” Ava exposes.
“What else?” Beatrice says chillingly, fascinated about hearing how Ava would describe her.
”I know you are an extraordinary person.”
”what else?”
”I know something happened to you.”
”what else” Beatrice asks.
”I know your a psychopath” Ava leans forward.
Beatrice frowns. “You should never tell a psychopath they are a psychopath. It upsets them.”
Ava doesn’t back down, looking her in her eyes refusing to turn away, or being unable too. “Are you upset?”
The Woman across from her faux pouts nodding her head, before smirking “stupid word” She bites back into her food.
”Are you here to kill me?”
“We’re just watching you” Bea says casually.
”Who?” When Ava doesn’t get a response she continues “Who do you work for? Why are you killing these people?”
Beatrice stares blankly ahead chewing her food, not answering.
”Do you not know?”
Beatrice bites back “Do you know who you work for?”
”yes.”
“Really?”
“yes!”
”Really?” Beatrice raises her eyebrow questionably. “I think if you went high enough, you’d probably find we work for the same people” She shrugs.
Ava frowns taking in what the woman across from her just said. Before she can overthink it she reaches over grabbing the files. “I have your uh… prison file.” She places it down next to Beatrice.
Beatrice glances over “what does it say?”
Ava clears her throat. “Why castration? What did he do to you? Tell me.”
Beatrice stares at her blankly before nodding “Okay. But can we get one thing clear? Before we go on with this?” She waits for The agent to nod before continuing “is that a jumper attached to a shirt?” She looks at Ava’s top in bewilderment. “Is it two different pieces? how does that work?”
Ava sighs looking down furiously, this woman thinks everything is a joke “Why Mary?” she snaps.
Beatrice places her hand atop of Ava’s “she was slowing you down.” she says sarcastically.
Ava groans reaching over to grab the knife furiously, Just as her hand grabs the handle Beatrice’s lands on hers holding it firmly down. “Don’t do that” Beatrice’s says softly, tutting as she shakes her head “don’t do that”
Ava in her anger ignores the woman, swinging the knife up and just as she does the trained assassin quickly manoeuvre’s it out the way, pushing Ava face first flat against the fridge. Beatrice swiftly turns her around taking control of the knife before holding it too her chest.
Beatrice sighs deeply looking down at the knife against the Agents chest before looking back up to face her. “It’s worse… when i push it in slowly. don’t make me.” Beatrice moves her other hand to rest flat on the fridge next to Ava’s head. She moves closer, bowing down to sniff into Ava’s neck. “Are you wearing it?” she smirks. noticing the scent of the perfume.
Ava glares at her. “I am gonna find the thing you care about.. and i’m gonna kill it.” The sound of the front door breaks her gaze, then sends another shockwave of panic through Ava, Jc. She cannot let This woman hurt another person she loves. “Oh! please. please?” she please quietly.
Beatrice turns around grabbing Ava’s phone of the table “what is your pin?”
Ava can’t help the tears spilling down her cheeks as she prays Jc won’t come into the kitchen “one two.. three.. four.”
Beatrice sighs before slipping her phone into her pocket and grabbing her coat. “okay!” she smiles sweetly her accent going from british to American “thank you so much for your help” She picks up the wet dress Ava had on earlier “i’ll take this”
Beatrice walks into the hallway spotting Ava’s boyfriend Jc, and another guy along with him. “hi! i’m sorry, i’m just leaving.” she says sweetly before squeezing past them to the door and opening it “Thanks Ava that was delicious.” She adds before exiting like nothing ever happened.
Ava takes a moment to recollect herself, straightening up and wiping her face just Before Jc and his friend Randall walk into the kitchen.
Suzanne’s house (london)
After reassuring that everything was fine to Jc, Ava grabbed her coat and rushed to Suzanne’s house banging desperately at her door.
Through the glass Suzanne’s sees a bewildered looking Ava disheveled standing outside her door.
”I’m so sorry i didn’t call, she took my phone!” Ava rushes to say. “She was in my house, we had a sort of fight, i think, and..” Ava pauses when she hears laughter and chatter throughout the house “Are you having a party?”
”Its just a dinner, come on in child” Suzanne ushers her in.
”Oh my god, i’m so sorry”
Suzanne bring Ava into the dining room, where all her guests are seated. “It’s just an old friend.”
But Ava is shocked and can’t move her eyes of the one person she knows sitting there.
”Yasmine, Would you join Ava and i?”
Ava’s jaw drops to the floor and she sputters trying to get her words out, but she fails.
”Yasmine is my daughter.” Suzanne says simply “We have to time for you to react to that, so please, don’t feel that you have to.” She starts walking down the hallway.
Ava turns her head to Yasmine one more time in shock before they both follow Suzanne into the kitchen.
They all sit at a table and Ava explains everything that happened from the break in, to the bathroom, to dinner.
”Are you hurt?” Her boss asks.
”No” Ava sighs. “She took my phone, it has the interview with Duretti on it. And she’ll have the location of the safe house, i used to my phone to get us there” Ava buries her head in her hands.
”Alright” Suzanne states calmly “I’m going to alert armed response.”
”I need forensics at my house, I need protection for my boyfriend, But most importantly we need Duretti moved now.”
”Alright, we’ll Yas, will you-?”
”Save you pudding?”
”yes”
”sure”
”Okay let’s go” Suzanne replies grabbing her stuff and making a beeline to the front door.
safe house
Duretti is currently brushing his teeth, unaware of all the problems that are coming his way. He looks into the mirrored cabinet before opening it to place his toothbrush back. When he closes it back up he jumps, There behind him staring straight into the mirror is the woman who was chasing him.
He stumbles back into a corner, falling onto the floor. “Oh god! Oh god! Someone!” He yells out desperately.
Beatrice grins crouching down to his level “squealer” she chuckles.
Duretti holds his arms out protectively “i’m… No, i’m. I didn’t tell them everything” he pants.
Beatrice mockingly shakes her head copying his panicked actions.
”are you going kill me..” he squeeze out.
She simply nods “Mh-hmm”
”Please! Please! We can do a deal! I have a lot of money!” He pleads.
”So do i”
”I have children!”
”i don’t want your children” Beatrice frowns.
Duretti stares at her blankly. “No.. i have children to take care of.”
”Oh! oh.” She laughs. “this will give them something to bond over. You scared?”
”yes..” He says voice hoarse and panting rapidly.
“Because you don’t know what happens when you die?”
He shakes his head.
Beatrice folds her arms before leaning forward. “Your eyes will just… Empty. They say your soul goes in. People think that your soul or personality, whatever, leaves the body when you die. I swear it just goes further in. It falls so far in it just, just becomes so small that it can’t control your body anymore.” she smiles chillingly. “It’s just in there, dying forever.
Duretti sobs, panting and clutching at his clothes as she stands up and moves towards him, holding out her knife. He looks up at her his eyes wild with fear.
”i’m going to kill you nicely. Well at first anyway. I’m going to make a mess of your body afterwards, so it looks worse than it is. just so you know okay?” she grins.
She goes to move to him before he squeals “No no! please wait! do it in the bedroom?”
She stares at him blankly. “I have a thing for bathrooms actually”
”Please?”
She sighs deeply. “Okay. Come on. Let’s do it in there.” Beatrice walks to the door making sure he’s coming with her before they get into the bedroom.
Once inside Duretti makes a useless attempt at running to grab a chair and holding it up to her, Beatrice grabs it before throwing it on the floor and clutching his jumper. She smacks his face “Don’t get me excited”
”I’m sorry” he whimpers.
She walks over to the chair flipping it the right way around before sitting on top of it.
safe house
The rain pouring down outside does nothing to calm Ava as she races over to the safe house with Suzanne and armed officers. She sits the whole ride biting her fingernails nervously.
Once they pull outside the Armed officers rush into the building, while Ava and Suzanne sit in the car filled with anticipation.
Over the chatter of the radio Ava hears them call out “first room clear” Suzanne looks at Ava quizzically before the chatter turns into incoherent yelling over the radio.
Ava unfastens her seatbelt needing to get in there but Suzanne grabs her arm holding her still. Ava’s eyes dart in between her boss and the house.
“We have one male in need of urgent medical assistance.” The radio call out.
Without another word Ava opens the car door leaving Suzanne behind as she rushes into the house.
“Oh my god! Paul!” She crouches down next to the security guard who’s crippled over in pain. “Are you okay? Where’s Francesco?”
Paul grunts unable to make any coherent sound but gesturing with his eyes towards the hallway.
Ava’s quick to walk down there, gasping when she sees blood smeared onto the walls “No no no.”
Once she gets outside the bedroom door, she hesitantly peers around it. The sight makes her almost throw up.
On the bed is Duretti’s lifeless body, limp and probably already cold. His clothes torn and furniture thrown around the room.
She wastes no time getting out of there and climbing back into the van. She stares blankly ahead of her. “She, um… She” She attempts to say.
”Just say it” Suzanne replies.
“She chopped his knob off”
”right.” Suzanne frowns.
They both stay in awkward, uncomfortable silence.
Paris safe house.
After getting back from London, Beatrice finally has some time for herself. Well she thought she did, until vincent showed up questioning her on how the two people she was supposed to work with ended up dead.
“Declan and Nicole were fighting!” She says while cooking up some sausages in a pan.
”And then?” Vincent sighs.
”And then he just went backwards! I was screaming! Nicole put something in the boot of the car and bang, he hit her.” She says dramatically “Told me to get out of the car and we just walked away. I had no weapon. He said he was going to kill me, i said “why? Why? we’re meant to be a team, we have to get the target” He said we were, Oh god what was the word he used? Right, sweeties” She rolls her eyes, scoffing.
”So?”
”So i shot him.”
”Oh. I thought you had no weapon.” Vincent replies bored.
Beatrice sips her drink. “i took his”
”Oh. While he was pointing it at you?” He says hiding no hint of disbelief in his tone.
She shrugs. “I didn’t want to tell you this part of the story, because i knew you would be jealous”
”Hmm”
“I had to use my tits”
Vincent doesn’t attempt to hold back his laughter “to kill him? You killed him with your tits?”
”No! when he was looking at them, i took his gun.” she says sweetly, playing up the sausages.
”Ah, okay” He’s still not convinced.
”It was so sad, you know?” She teases.
”Mm-hmm.”
“I liked having a team” She pats Vincent’s arm “But you can’t trust anyone, huh?. You taught me that” She adds before turning back to the counter.
Vincent watches her for a moment before mentioning the reason he truly came over. “Nicole is still alive.”
Beatrice whips around to face him. “No. No, he went over her. Twice. She was well and truly squished.”
Vincent huffs, buttering a piece of bread. “I think you should go and visit her before she starts telling her side of the story.”
Beatrice chuckles nervously. “Where is Nicole?”
”Russia”
Beatrice’s blood turns cold at the mention. He knows her past there. Knows why she doesn’t mention it. She scoffs, shaking her head.
“You have no choice. No one else can do it. It’s too suspicious. Don’t worry, you can come straight back.” He states simply.
”What about Lucia? Hmm?” She mentions a part of her past that she refuses to bring up anymore.
Vincent chuckles “You won’t see her” When Beatrice doesn’t respond he looks over at her. “What?”
Beatrice shrugs. “What number are you?” She asks coldly.
”What?”
”In the twelve” As soon as the words leave her mouth, Vincent’s eyes widen his face turning pale.
He sighs deeply, recollecting himself. “Oh dear.”
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