The Agent's Surrender (closed)

[Rocket1010]

Mark made his way to the warden's office thinking about what just happened. The fuck with Shannon was so intense, he couldn't remember the last time he had any such experience. His body was still recovering when he entered the warden's office to see Tom and Warden Anderson waiting for him.

"So what took so long partner," Tom said with a knowing snide smile.

"I think I managed to get some of the information out of her," he said slumping into a oversized leather chair.

Jack Anderson looked at Mark with wary eyes. "Did she say where the information is located?"

"Not exactly. She told me she is the only one that can reset whatever it she has it hidden in. I got the impression if she doesn't reset it by a certain time, it will be automatically be sent to the papers and news media."

"Does she have it on a computer?" Tom asked shifting in his chair.

"I don't know but that would seem to make the most sense. Or she has some application on a device that could transmit the information, like a cell phone or some other devise."

The warden rubbed his chin. "How do you want to handle it Mark? You know you have orders to kill her."

"Yeah I know but somehow we have to devise a prison break and I should go with her and gain her confidence." They talked about some different scenarios and then Mark walked back to the interrogation room.

He saw Shannon half standing when he entered the room. "Let's go Shannon. It's time to meet your maker." He took the cuffs off her wrists for a moment and then cuffed them again.

Grabbing her by the arm he directed her to the door. "This is about the last chance you are going to get to give us the information. My boss says he is willing to suffer the consequences of the leaked information when it comes out. He is pretty sure he can discredit you."

Once outside Mark led to an old barn where Tom was waiting for them. "Well if it isn't the bitch," he said with a sneer.

 

[zydrate]

Shannon only scoffed at the suggestion Mark had said about his boss discrediting her. "Sure, Mark, what ever makes you all feel better about yourselves. I'm not going to beg for my life like some pathetic loser. I know exactly how this was going to play out and in the end, it's a sacrifice I am willing to make... you all 'think' you know what's going to be released but as usual, the upper brass is lying to you and yes, I know, you're just following orders...so was I."

They walked in silence after that as she let him think about what she had said...So this was the long walk she had heard about. Of course, they were all rumors but now, she was proof, they were true. Many agents disappeared without a trace and now Shannon knew just how that came to be.

When they reached the barn, she saw Tom...who greeted her, "Well if it isn't the bitch."

"Now Tom, that isn't a nice thing to call Mark, is it?" Shannon retorted.

Big mistake! Be she knew it, Tom lunged for Shannon, tackling her and literally yanking Mark down with them since he was still holding on to her by the arm. 'Oh hell no!' Shannon thought as she defended herself. She landed a few punches on Tom before he gave her some back.

"I'M GOING TO FUCKING ENJOY KILLING YOU, YOU GODDAMNED BITCH!!"

It was then two shots sounded, echoing in the barn, and Tom's eyes went wide...he stopped attacking Shannon and just slumped over. It was then revealed Shannon holding a gun in her hands...not just any gun, but Mark's gun. The same gun she trained on Mark as she got up, although a bit sluggish from Tom's beating.

"Guess what," Shannon smiled, "Tom's no longer a problem."

 

[Rocket1010]

When they got to the barn, Mark was still mulling over her words that she too was following orders. So she not just a rogue agent? There are others within the agency who want the information made public if she goes missing. Who were these high ranking officials that gave her the orders? Or was she working for an outside organization? So many conflicting thoughts filled his brain as they met the sarcastic Tom.

He was still deep in thought when Tom lunged at them, tackling both he and Shannon. For being handcuffed, Shannon was putting up a good fight landing a few punches with her cuffed hands. Tom was yelling at the top of his lungs, anger seething from within.

Mark was under them trying to get his senses back when he heard the loud clap of two shots ring out. Mark's hand moved quickly to his side holster only to feel the empty leather. It was then that he saw his gun in Shannon's hands, shaking as she looked at Tom squirming on the ground and then pointing it at him, telling him, "Guess what? Tom's no longer a problem."

Mark saw that smug smile on her face. A smile of satisfaction. He looked the weapon trained on him. "Shannon you don't want to do this," he said holding up his hands. He saw her hesitate which is a bad thing in a situation like this. She glanced back at Tom moaning and rolling on the ground. It was not suppose to happen this way but Tom fucked up everything with his arrogant attitude.

As she looked back at Mark he sprang into action knocking her hand to the side and hearing another shot from the weapon. Grabbing her wrists, he struggled with her for a moment but his size and strength was too much for her, finally pulling the gun from her fingers.

"What the fuck did you do Shannon?"

The sound of men yelling reached them. "Officer down ..... I repeat officer down." Mark looked at Shannon and then at Tom seeing blood oozing from his shoulder and leg. Unless she hit a main artery, Tom had a chance for survival. The officer was coming closer and then they heard him yell into his microphone. "Officer on the ground and Officer Daniels shot him .... I repeat Officer Daniels shot him."

Mark couldn't believe what he heard. It was not suppose to go down this way. Another static filled voice reached them. "Arrest them both they are in on this together .... I repeat arrest them both."

"Fuck .... goddam it," he swore grabbing Shannon's arm. "We have to get the fuck out of here." He pulled her toward a car sitting by the side of the barn meant to transport her dead body. Now he hoped it would save their lives. Opening the passenger door, he literally threw Shannon into the vehicle. Slipping behind the driver's seat, he was glad to see the keys still in the ignition.

As the vehicle roared to life, he heard more gun shots and then the pinging sound as they hit the side of the vehicle. He was not about to stay and try to sort this out, he needed time to think about what happened.

"Well you got your revenge Shannon. I hope you're happy," he said stomping on the accelerator and feeling the SUV come alive, stones hitting the undercarriage as they raced away from the barn.

 

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"Well you got your revenge Shannon. I hope you're happy.”

Shannon was in a world of hurt as she was being yelled at by Mark. She was slumped in the passenger seat and holding her side where Tom had hit her good. It hurt to breathe but she didn’t think anything was broken. “God, I need a drink,” she said as they drove away. She didn’t have time to wonder if anyone was following them since Mark was driving.

It was then hit Shannon that she was on the run with Mark! This was the guy that fucked the shit out of her just moments earlier and she was trusting him to get them to safety?! Of course, with all that went down outside of the barn, with Tom getting shot and all, but she didn’t know that they would blame Mark for it. That part was just dumb luck on her part.

“Is anyone following us?” she asked. If those that were chasing them followed protocol, then a BOLO would be put on them, probably summoning up some fake ass charges in addition to shooting a fellow officer, just to make things more fucked up than they already were.

“We need to get a different vehicle soon.”

Shannon probably wasn’t already telling him things he already didn’t know but it couldn’t hurt things in case he was probably trying to think of a way out of this.

 

[Rocket1010]

Mark looked over at Shannon as he roared out of the prison yard and onto the dirt road leading to the highway. He saw her trying to hold her side with her hands still cuffed together. "Yeah I need a fucking drink too," he said pressing the accelerator down to the floor.

The trees were flying by and soon they reached the highway. It wouldn't be long before the had an all points bulletin out to the local police. "No I don't think .... at least not yet," he mumbled trying to keep calm and his wits about him.

"Exactly," he responded to comment about getting different vehicle. It wouldn't take long for the agency to trace the transponder that was somewhere on the vehicle. They had one on every vehicle. He imagined some IT guy or gal sitting in front of a computer, pulling up satellite data.

Mark drove on the freeway for a short distance before pulling off the highway and into a commercial district. He found a used car lot that was closed and pulled in driving to the back of the lot. "Stay here," he ordered while he walked along a line of vehicles before finding a Ford Explorer with the door unlocked. Reaching under the dash, he cut the wires with his knife and soon had the SUV engine running.

Opening the agencies SUV he pulled Shannon out hearing her soft moans of pain. "You can either stay here or come with me," he said pulling her toward the Ford SUV.

"We need a place to stay for a day or two," he said looking at the road. "I know of a little motel off the highway outside of town where I think we can hole up so we can figure out what the hell is going on. Any problems with that?"

 

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“Stay here.”

“Where the hell am I going to go?” Shannon whispered but not loud enough for him to hear. Her side was hurting but not too much. She just had a feeling that she just had a bruised muscle…stupid Tom.

When Mark mentioned the motel, Shannon couldn’t help but say, “Figures you would know of a seedy motel nearby,” It just earned her a dirty look from Mark and she shrugged then looked away. About an hour of driving, Mark pulled in to a parking lot and told Shannon not to go anywhere while he went to get a room. There were a few other cars in the parking lot but all in all, it wasn’t that bad. Nightfall was upon them so it wouldn’t be too much trouble to remain unseen for the time being.

Once they got to the room, Shannon looked at Mark, “Really? One bed?”

She sighed and walked over to it and sat down. Unzipping the top, she looked down at her side and sighed. No open wound but just a big bruise…oh well, it matched her other bruises on her body. “I need a shower,” she said and got up slowly, heading to the bathroom. It was a ploy on her part to give Mark some time alone…she wasn’t sure where they would go from here but she did owe him one for saving her back the barn.

God, the shower felt so fucking good. She had the water as hot as she could get it and washed up. Afterward, she still had on the same clothes and would until they could get her something different to wear.

Laying back on the bed, her back against the headboard, Shannon looked up at Mark, “So, now what?”

 

[Rocket1010]

"Yeah one bed," Mark quipped unless you want to sleep on the floor.

Mark left her alone while she showed thinking of the fix they were in. It wouldn't take the agency long to find their vehicle and then figure out they took another one from the car dealer. It was a matter of hours before they knew what kind of vehicle to put a BOLO out to the search team.

Listening to the shower in the other room, Mark pulled out his cell phone, punching in a number. Being in the business he was in, he had a number of contacts that were willing to help him in certain situations ..... for a price.

"Bobby this is Mark. Sorry to bother you but I need to call in a favor."

They talked for a few more minutes and then Mark waited for Shannon to come out of the bedroom. When she sat on the bed, back against the headboard asking what now, he smiled and walked to her. Grabbing her arm, he quickly applied a cuff to her right wrist and the other end to the post near the mattress.

He heard her grunt and before she could speak, he said, "Listen we have to get rid of the car and I don't want you wandering off on me. I'll be back in a little while." Mark didn't wait for her responses and as he walked out the door, he could hear the stream of cussing coming from her mouth. 'That woman can cuss with the best of em,' he thought as he left the motel.

Mark met his snitch about five miles past the motel on the side of the road. "Johnny thanks for coming." He looked at man Johnny had brought with him sizing him up as an overgrown goon.

"No problem. This is Andrei. He is going to get rid of the vehicle for you."

"Great," Mark commented seeing the sleek BMW sitting by the side of the road. "Did you get the other things I asked for?"

"Yeah. It's all here." Johnny handed him a bag filled with clothes, money, and an extra weapon. "And here the keys to the cabin," he added.

"Until we meet again, take care," Mark said shaking hands and then hugging Johnny.

Mark got into the sleek BMW and drove back toward the motel wondering if Shannon was still yelling at him. Passing an all night liquor store, he stopped and bought a bottle of Jack Daniels whisky and a bottle of Willet bourbon. He also bought some sandwiches already made up along with some chips.

Walking in the door of the motel, he saw Shannon in the same place he left her. There was no way he was going to take her to meet Johnny. The less she knew about his plans right now the better. "Glad to see you're still here," he quipped. I got something to drink and some food," he added walking to the bed, taking off the cuff from her wrist. Throwing the bag of clothes on the bed, he added, "I took the liberty of asking my guy to put together some clothes for you .... at least until we can do some proper shopping."

 

[zydrate]

Shannon could have screamed her head the entire time Mark was gone but what good would have that done? Except draw unwanted attention to her and have someone call the cops then she'd only be back in the same mess again.

The only thing Shannon could do while Mark was gone was flip through the TV...which only had porn on. That brought back memories of what Mark did to her in the interrogation room...God! She was such an idiot for that...spilling the information she did. She turned off the TV and just sat there in silence...well, silence was what she thought she was going to have until she heard someone next door panting and screaming, "YES GARY! OH GARYYYY!"

Getting tired of it, Shannon threw the remote at the wall as she yelled, "ATTA BOY GARY!"

The poor remote shattered on impact...and the screaming stopped.

Shannon sighed and did a quick yank at the handcuffs, not expecting anything of it so she sat there. Waiting.

Thankfully, she didn't have to wait long as she heard the door unlock with Mark entering. He closed the door and locked it as he held some goodies in his arm.

"Glad to see you're still here."

She didn't say anything as he tossed a bag of clothes on the bed, along with some food...and liquor.

"Exciting." She said to his shopping remark as she grabbed the whiskey and opened it as best she could with one hand and taking a quick swig straight from the bottle. She saw him looking at her, "What?" she said to his look. "I'm in pain."

OK, so maybe she wasn't the most 'lady-like' lady around, but she blamed her circumstances on that. It didn't pay to be a lady in a man's world. "I could have helped you out there you know. I have some contacts that could help me...I mean us, if needs be," she took one of the sandwiches and opened it as best she could with one hand, "I could probably do this if you just uncuffed me you know..." hoping he would take the hint.

 

[Rocket1010]

Mark was amused that Shannon grabbed the bottle of Jack Daniels before he had a chance to take her cuffs off. He chuckled when she looked at him with a feigned "What. I'm in pain," comment.

As he took the cuff off her wrist, he told her. "I know you could have helped but if you remember correctly you are the one that is hiding something. Besides I needed to see my contact alone. He would have gotten real jittery if you were with me."

Mark went into the bathroom and retrieved a plastic cup and then sat in a chair at the small table near the window that seemed to be a staple fixture in all motels. He poured some bourbon into the plastic cup, sipping it and feeling the familiar burn as it went down his throat.

He watched Shannon, sitting on the edge of the bed, eating the sandwich and drinking straight from the bottle of whisky. He felt more comfortable now that he ditched the Ford SUV they stole from the car lot. Johnny's friend, Andrei would make sure it would not be found.

"I'm going to take a shower and then maybe we can watch some television." Standing he saw the remote laying in pieces on the floor. "Interesting how those things just get up and fly isn't it." He knew full well she threw it against the wall. "I hope you weren't trying to alert someone in the next room Shannon."

Walking to the bathroom, he took off his clothes and enjoyed a nice hot shower wondering if Tom was alive. If he died, he and Shannon were probably marked for dead or alive. When he finished taking a shower, he pulled the towel around his waist and walked into the room. Let me see what clothes my friend brought for me," he said seeing Shannon's eyes taking in his nakedness.

 

[zydrate]

At least the whiskey was helping with the pain. Shannon was feeling a slight buzz from it and decided not to drink anymore. The last thing she needed to do was get wasted while with Mark. Not that she didn’t need the drink. As he showered, she thought of her next move. As much as she didn’t want, she needed his help. But she knew his ultimate goal was to get the information she had and well, come hell or high water, there was no way she was giving it up.

While he was in the shower, Shannon went through the bag of clothes his friend had brought for them. It had two t-shirts, a pair of leggings, some underwear and socks. Well, it was better than nothing. She took a shirt and put it on after shedding all her other clothing so she was naked underneath. Shannon took the old prison uniform and tore it up in large rags. She then took one long strip and wrapped it around her mid-section to help tighten up where she was hit by Tom and the other agents when she was apprehended.

Ahh, Tom…she was sure he was OK, and if he wasn’t, well, shit… he wasn’t the first guilty man Shannon had to kill in self defense.

She heard the shower stop and so she took one last drink of the liquor before sitting back down on the bed. She was exhausted from everything so she laid down under the covers just as Mark had come out of the bathroom. “There’s not much to choose from,” she said, looking at him. His body…the last time she saw his body was when he was fucking the shit out of her in the interrogation room. “If you were a gentleman, you be the one to sleep on the floor…” she mused loudly and closed her eyes.

 

[Rocket1010]

Mark saw that Shannon had gotten under the covers and made the comment, “There’s not much to choose from. If you were a gentleman, you be the one to sleep on the floor…” Mark smiled at the comment and for the moment chose to ignore it.

Grabbing the bourbon bottle, he poured another healthy drink, thinking about all that happened to them today. She had gotten pretty beat up by Tom and if he was still alive he would want to extract his revenge. If he were dead, he knew the agency thought he was the one who pulled the trigger. He took another large gulp of bourbon, closing his eyes as the liquid burned on the way down but it made things a little better.

Tomorrow he would tell her about the cabin where they would lie low for a few days and figure their next move. Getting the information from her was the last thing on his mind. That would have to wait until later.

Looking through the bag, he found a couple of shirts and a pair of jeans. He chuckled thinking how Johnny didn't take the time to pack more than a few things for each of them. They would have to find a store to get more clothes. At least Johnny had given him a lot of cash so they wouldn't credit cards.

Moving to the bed, he saw Shannon had closed her eyes but he knew she was still awake. "And as for being a gentleman. I am not and I'm not sleeping on the floor. It is too hard." Mark pulled back the covers and saw her naked hips as he dropped the towel. "And to make matters worse Shannon, I sleep in the nude," he whispered sliding under the covers and feeling his naked hips making contact with hers.

 

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"And to make matters worse Shannon, I sleep in the nude.”

She had wanted to say something smart to him but had decided against as soon as his hips touched hers. The last time they had this sort of close contact was back in the interrogation room…when he was slamming his hips against hers…

Shannon felt herself blush but thankfully, the lights were off and all was relatively quiet…soon, she fell asleep…

The next morning, Shannon groaned as she woke up sore as hell. Everywhere she could think of was sore and it didn’t help that she was in Mark’s arms. Even though it was still dark, the digit clock on the desk read 5:45 a.m. Pushing his arm off of her, Shannon sat up slowly and got up out of bed. She needed another shower…a hot shower. Maneuvering around the bed, she used the wall for support to make her way to the bathroom. Once in there, she had the water set up as hot as she could take it and got in. Soon, her muscles relaxed and her aches started to ease up.

Letting her mind wander, she figured they would be on their way…from her calculations, she still had a few days before she needed to reset the clock on the info she had hidden. But first, she wanted to shake Mark off her tail. She needed to find a way to get rid of him…but how?

 

[Rocket1010]

Mark lay awake wondering if her should make a move on Shannon. His mind reeled with thoughts of what they did in the interrogation room. Every little movement of her body, brought about fresh thoughts of them together and he wished that things could have been different between them. As sleep overtook him, he thought of where he hid the keys for the BMW and knew she could not find them without waking him.

Feeling the emptiness of the bed next to him, he woke with a start and then calmed down when he heard the shower running. Looking at the clock on the bedside table, he saw it was 6:05 am. What the hell is she doing taking a shower so early in the morning? Mark lay in bed thinking about the cabin they were headed to for a few days. It would take them a few hours to get there and then they could lay low until he found out more about what was happening within the agency.

Mark made a mental note to try and find out from Shannon about the reset key she mentioned. Hell for all he knew she was willing to let the time lapse and let the information flow out into the social and news media. But there must be something in that information that she didn't want out, why not let the time lapse.

He sat on the edge of the bed, seeing the morning sun begin to brighten the sky when the shower stopped. He was expecting to see Shannon emerge from the bathroom when he saw a lot of headlights in the parking lot. Moving quickly to the window, he saw a half dozen local police cars converging on the motel. "What the hell? There is no way they found them unless .... unless Johnny gave them up.

His thoughts were interrupted by a loudspeaker. "YOU IN ROOM 105 COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP OR ELSE." Mark felt a chill go down his spine as the floodlights from the vehicles lit up the front of the motel. Mark saw the room key on the table and felt some relief. They were in Room 107 right next to the room where the police were trying to apprehend the occupants. Men were scurrying about and then there was a knock on the door.

Mark cracked open the door, seeing a policeman. "Stay in your room, don't attempt to come out. There are dangerous drug dealers next door." He closed the door and turned to see Shannon walk out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around her body.

 

[zydrate]

In the shower, she had gotten rid of the shred up material she had used to wrap around her midsection where Tom had punched her over many times. She stayed in the shower for the whole time the water would remain hot. After wrapping herself in one of the towels, she saw Mark close the door.

“What’s wrong?” She asked.

He told her about the cops and she walked to the window and peeked out the curtain and saw the police lead a man out in cuffs from the room next door. The room she had thrown a remote at yesterday, “Oh, hey, it’s Gary…” she said before backing away from the window and turning around to come face to face with Mark, “Never mind…” she said as she moved to grab some of the clothes from yesterday.

She didn’t put any on and instead sat at the edge of the bed, taking a swig from the bottle of whiskey. Seeing as how there was no pain meds, she needed something to help deal with the pain for now.

“So, what’s the plan? I know you have something planned…spill it.”

 

[Rocket1010]

Mark was surprised to hear Shannon acknowledge the man police were taking into custody in handcuffs. She brushed past Mark and sat on the edge of the bed asking what the plan was.

Mark looked at her sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing only a towel and thoughts of what happened in the interrogation room came back sharply into his mind. He was surprised again when she picked up the whiskey bottle at 6:15 am and took a big swig.

"I take it you know the drug dealer the cops are hauling off to jail?" She didn't say anything, only nodded and Mark didn't push the subject. They weren't partners anyway but in a way he wished they were.

"The plan is to get out of here and go somewhere safe for a couple three days." He decided not to tell her about the cabin as a safety precaution. "Let's just say we are going somewhere we won't be spotted by the police or the agency. And then we are going to get you to the location so you can reset whatever it is you need to reset."

He looked at her breasts heaving slowly under the towel as he thought of how nice it would be to hole up somewhere with her for a few days. "I do have a couple of questions Shannon. When do you have to reset the information and why do you have to reset it? What is in the information you don't want released? I have a feeling there is more than just going after some high ranking officials. What is in the information that YOU don't want made public?"

He picked up the bottle of bourbon and took a stiff swig wiping his mouth with the back of his hand when he finished. Mark sat on the bed next to Shannon waiting for her answers.

 

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“I have my reasons,” Shannon said as she took a last drink from the bottle and tightened up the lid before tossing over her shoulder and onto the bed. Seeing he wasn’t going to buy her no answering routine made Shannon sigh as she leaned back on the bed, “What’s in that file not only has information on a few key higher ups, but information on case files of some of the largest busts the FBI has made in the past ten years. Some of the dirty work that the Bureau has been involved in…” she laughed and shook her head, “Trust me, I only have a small key of it and I plan to use it to my advantage.”

With that, she stood up and got dress. As she pulled on the jeans, which were a little baggy, she checked to see if the activity of the cops outside had cleared up…luckily it had.

She had stopped where she did because she didn’t want to give too much away to Mark. No, he didn’t deserve it. He thought his bosses were the right ones so that made him the enemy…. Yeah, for now, she would go along with his plans and then when the opportunity arose, she would get away from him and proceed as planned.

“So, are we ready or what? I’m starving.”

 

[Rocket1010]

Mark listened to Shannon but he was a bit distracted with her leaning back on the bed, covered only by a towel. He felt blood flowing to his muscle in his underwear as he tried to concentrate on her words.

When she talked about not only high ranking officials but past FBI high profile cases in the last ten years, Mark tried to think of the connection between Shannon and those cases. He smiled at her when she told him she had only a small part but she was going to use it to her advantage. But then he got distracted when she stood suddenly, dropped the towel and casually dressed in front of him. God she had a terrific body he thought as he sat on the edge of the bed spellbound.

Shaking his head, Mark got up and put on his jeans and shirt while she went to the window to check on the police. When she turned to him asking about breakfast, he knew there was more than what she had told him. She still didn't tell him what was so important that she had to reset the information. What did whoever have over her head that she was being made to do this? He was pretty sure she was being blackmailed by someone.

"Yea I'm ready," he said tucking his shirt into his jeans and seeing her eyes roam up and down his torso.

They walked out into the morning sun, seeing a couple of patrol cars at the entrance to the motel. Getting into the BMW, Mark drove to the entrance and hoped that the cops would not stop and question them. That was the last thing in the world he wanted. He looked at Shannon as they approached the patrol cars and then felt a sense of relief when they waved him past.

Driving to north, he saw a small diner a few miles up the road and pulled into the gravel parking area. The parking lot was filled with cars and pickup trucks. "Must be a popular place for breakfast," he commented to Shannon. When she didn't reply, he saw her looking over the vehicles in the parking lot.

Finding a parking spot by the front doors, they walked up the rickety wooden steps onto the porch. "Don't try anything Shannon," he whispered opening the door and grabbing her arm, squeezing it tightly.

 

[zydrate]

If the remaining cops were watching Shannon and Mark leave their room, they would have noticed that the way they moved was suspicious. Mark exited first, checked his surroundings and moved forward when it was safe. Shannon did the same thing. The way both she and Mark moved toward the car should have raised some sort of question. And the car…what was a BMW – a shiny black BMW to boot – doing at a roadside motel with two people getting in dressed the way they were? Ugh, small town cops…

Once inside the car, Shannon buckled up and sat back, “Couldn’t get a flashier car?” She asked as they started to drive away as the cops waved them by. She started to play with the radio stations…

"Must be a popular place for breakfast,” she heard Mark say but Shannon didn’t answer as she looked around, noting the interstate was to the North, probably a miles until the next exit. She had no idea where they were or how long the next city was. Once they arrived at the diner, Shannon got out and looked over the parking lot once more…there were a few cop cars mixed in with other cars.

"Don't try anything Shannon,” she winced visibly as Mark ‘took’ her by the arm and led her inside. Even with all the vehicles outside, the diner was not as crowded as she figured. They found a booth near the back of the diner, away from everyone, even the group of cops that were sitting by the door, drinking coffee and flirting with the waitresses.

“Yes, coffee, please!” Shannon said as the waitress asked if they wanted something to drink. OK, perhaps that was a little too enthusiastic but she had been dying for some for a while.

When the waitress left to get their drinks, Shannon looked over the menu and stole a glance every now and then at the group of cops, who were now getting up and paying their bills. Their waitress returned with their drinks and started to take their order. “I’ll have the breakfast plate and a side of pancakes and biscuits and gravy…oh, and a soda…” It was a lot but hell, Shannon was starving. She started to fix her coffee the way she liked it and she noticed the waitress raise an eyebrow at the cuts and bruises around Shannon’s wrist. Quickly pulling the sleeve of her jacket down her arm, Shannon just smiled at the lady, “Rough sex,” she said as Mark kicked her under the table…she shoot a look at Mark before picking up her coffee and taking a sip.

They finished their breakfast without any hitches and after an hour drive, they found themselves at small town. There was a Walmart nearby but it was best to keep a low profile so they chose a local discount store for their extra clothing and personal items. Next they stopped for some groceries and were soon headed to where ever as Mark still hadn’t told her exactly where they were going. Shannon didn’t volunteer any more information as they were driving, instead, took note of the direction they were heading…just in case…

 

[Rocket1010]

The diner was partially filled but it was the cops that put Mark on edge. He was sure Shannon would not call out to them. Why would she? She was a fugitive from the law and if she turned herself in they would check the "wanted list" and turn her over to the agency. No it was not the cops that concerned him, he thought she might try to hitch a ride with someone if he let her out of his sight.

When Shannon ordered half the menu, their waitress noticed the bruises on her wrists. Mark's thought was the waitress was going to tell the cops about the abuse. When he kicked her under the table, Shannon blurted out it was from rough sex. Mark looked at the waitress and smiled. "You should see where she put bruises on my body," he snickered letting the waitress wonder where his migh be.

They talked very little during breakfast and on the road. Mark could see Shannon looking out the window as if she were trying to memorize where they had been and where they were going. He was surprised at how cooperative Shannon was as they shopped for clothes and food. She even seemed relaxed and that put him more on guard. He saw her eyes take in the guns when they put their purchases in the trunk. Mark made a few mental notes to stash them knowing Shannon would not hesitate to use them if she got her hands on them.

Driving a few miles, Mark pulled over and gave a black scarf to Shannon. "Put this on," was the simple demand. He saw she was about to argue when she put it on and he made sure she couldn't see through it. Afterwards, Mark headed up the highway a few miles and then turned onto a dirt road leading into the woods. He made a few more turns, most of them to throw off her sense of direction. He purposely drove very slowly over an abandoned railroad and then made a few more irregular turns until he was satisfied her sense of direction was off.

Stopping the car, he told her "Get out and leave the scarf on." He led her down a narrow path and then stopped. "Ok you can take it off," he whispered seeing her eyes widen. "My man calls this a cabin but to some it's a big house."

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He took her into the cabin and smiled. "We'll be here for a few days."

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[zydrate]

The ride was long and Shannon didn’t argue when Mark stopped the car and had her put on the blindfold. If he wanted to do it like this, then fine…she’d play along. Besides, Shannon did her best to play nice. It wasn’t easy, but it was possible…usually only when she wanted something. She had been cooperative all morning-since the prison, in fact right now, she just needed to bide her time.

When they arrived at their destination and her blindfold finally removed, Shannon saw the cabin and couldn’t help but be impressed—but she just shrugged nonchalantly, “Guess it’ll have to do…” she said as she went to help him unload the trunk.

Mark was good. He kept Shannon away from the weapons…but with just one glance she got back in town, she had a pretty good idea of what he was carrying.

To be truthful, the place he had gotten was really nice. The lake was peaceful and the cabin itself, it was beyond any of her expectations. At least here, they would get their own room and wouldn’t have to be in each other’s way all the time…that is if he let her out of his sight.

Inside of the cabin was just as nice as the outside…Mark seemed to have better friends than Shannon, that was for sure, at least, friends who were well off. The friends she had to rely on were a little shadier—friends she had made along the way of her career as well as those she had grown up with. But she had exhausted all her favors which were why she had no choice but turn herself in…

As soon as she was able to, Shannon changed into clothes that fit her which was a pair of jean shorts and a tight fitting green t-shirt. She noticed Mark didn’t let her out of his sight, except when she needed to change in the bathroom. “So, I take it you’re letting me have my own bedroom…” she said as she made herself a sandwich.

 

[Rocket1010]

Mark could tell Shannon was impressed with the place even though she only shrugged her shoulders. But the way she looked around at the wilderness and peaceful surroundings he could tell she was starting to relax. One thing was for sure, Johnny and his friends in he mob knew how to live right.

He smiled when Shannon checked out the bedrooms and decided to change in he bathroom. While she changed, he went to the car and emptied the guns from the trunk. There was a special place Johnny told him about in the house where he hid guns and could get at them quickly. Mark made sure Shannon was not looking when he entered the rear door and stashed the weapons. He hoped he didn't have to use them but they did a bit of security.

Afterwards he changed into a pair of jeans and black t-shirt they purchased in town. He was in the kitchen when Shannon came out of the bedroom looking sexy, dressed in tight jean shorts and a tight fitting green t-shirt that did little to hide her womanly charms. "Hmmm very nice Shannon," he remarked as she walked toward him.

“So, I take it you’re letting me have my own bedroom…”

"I don't know Shannon. It depends on you and how good you are. If you're going to try to run away, then I'll have to keep you wherever I can see you. It you're not going to run away then you can have your own room. It's up to you Shannon. Think about it and let me know later. Right now I'm going down to the dock."
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Mark walked to the door and looked back at Shannon. "Are you coming down to the lake? I'll show you that there are very little houses on the lake for you to run or try to swim to." He turned and began walking toward the dock wondering if she was going to follow him. He hid the cars keys so there was no where to go unless she was going to walk and swim.

 

[zydrate]

She would have answered about running away if her mouth wasn't full of the sandwich when he said something about her running away. Where would she go? Right now she had to rely on him for the time being... it wasn't the right time to run but soon it would be. She didn't like to stay around in one place too long, that was for sure.

Finishing up her sandwich, she grabbed a bottle of water and went stand near Mark and look out with him. It really was a nice place, that was for sure.

"Are you coming down to the lake? I'll show you that here are very little houses on the lake for you to run or try to swim to."

Try to run or swim to? Shannon laughed and shook her head, "Calm down Mark, I'll be good..."

'until the time comes..' she thought as she followed him, her arms crossed in front of her which pushed her breasts up and together more. He didn't have to worry about her swimming anywhere, there was the car and she would time it right to take it should she need to leave early. Right now, she had to play it smart and be patient...her time would come to make a move...

"Are there any security cameras around? I mean, what if we're found out and they surround the place? And the neighbors, what if they come over? How are going to handle them then?"

 

[Rocket1010]

Mark chuckled when she laughed and shook her head telling him to calm down and that she'd be good. For a moment it seemed they were not on the run but two people out in the wilderness having a good time. He wanted to believe her but deep in his heart he knew she would run at the first chance she got and he wanted to be prepared for it.

He saw her push her cross her arms, pushing her breasts up and together. Was she tempting him? If she was, she was doing a good job as visions of her naked in the interrogation room and the motel floated in his brain.

Mark was standing on the end of the dock looking out over the calm waters when she asked him if there were security cameras and what if they are found out and surrounded. And what of the neighbors.

"No Shannon there are no security cameras." It was a lie but why tell her. She could look all day and not find them. Johnny had them hidden so well, Mark didn't know where all of them were.

"I don't think we will be found out unless Johnny turns on me and I don't think that is going to happen. We have a certain bond and if he gets caught doing something there would be no reason to ask about me. Not too many people know we even know each other and we prefer to keep it that way.

As he talked, Mark pulled off his t-shirt and then slipped off his jeans. "And if the neighbors come for a visit, well we will act as though we are a couple and invite them in for drink. Do you think you could do that Shannon?"

"It's going to be a hot day. I think I'll go for a swim. Care to join me?" he smiled pushing down his boxer shorts exposing his shaft and seeing her eyes take in his body. Turning he dove into the cool water smiling and wondering what Shannon would do.

 

[zydrate]

The water looks so serene. Shannon almost had a calm moment about her…she had a feeling of freedom and no responsibility. Nothing weighing her down but of course, that was an illusion, there was plenty she had to be worried about.

"I don't think we will be found out unless Johnny turns on me and I don't think that is going to happen. We have a certain bond and if he gets caught doing something there would be no reason to ask about me. Not too many people know we even know each other and we prefer to keep it that way.”

Shannon nodded, “It’s good to have friends like that…”

She was cut off as she watched Mark take off his shirt and then his jeans…she was sure he said something about neighbors and couple but she wasn’t paying attention as she looked at his body.

“---Do you think you could do that Shannon?"

“Of course, I can!” She said, with more conviction than she intended. But really, she hadn’t really been sure what she agreed to.

"It's going to be a hot day. I think I'll go for a swim. Care to join me?"

She looked away after taking in his naked form and shook her head, “I don’t think so, I—“ she moved closer to the water, “You know what, why not?” she said suddenly, changing her mind as she took off her shoes and placed them aside and then pulled off her top, revealing her braless breasts. She was keenly aware that Mark was watching every move she was making so she gave him a little show in the process as she slowly slipped off her shorts. She wore no underwear even though she had bought some. She sauntered slowly into the water and kept her expression neutral as she the water chilled her and made her shiver…her nipples instantly hardening before she submerged her body into the waiting water.

She purposely swam a bit away from Mark as she closed her eyes and let her body float in the water while the sun shone down on them…

 

[Rocket1010]

Mark came up from the cool water looking at the far shore. Turning to see if Shannon was going to follow him, he saw her hesitating. He heard her she didn't think so and for a moment Mark thought she was going to run away. But where would she run? He had hidden the keys and guns and he was sure she didn't know how to get back to the main highway.

Then in the next instant he smiled hearing say, “You know what, why not?”

He tread water watching her pull her top off and exposing her luscious breasts and then he saw her look at him, seeing him staring at her. He could feel the blood flow to his member as she deliberately took her time just like she had in the shower at the farm. Mark thought she was super sexy and she knew it, slowly strolling to the edge of the dock as if to silently tell him, "I know what I'm doing to you."

Instead of diving in as he had, she used the steps at the side of the dock to lower her slowly into the water and Mark watched as she moved away from him, floating on her back, her hard ripe nipples sticking out of the water.

Mark purposely staying away from her, letting her enjoy the heat of the sun on her body. Slowly as to not make waves, he tread water until he neared the dock and felt the sandy bottom with his feet. He saw Shannon floating near him, her head facing away from him and then he smiled as he moved toward her.

Lowering his body under the clear water, he swam toward her, seeing her perfect ass swaying as she kicked her legs slowly. It had to be a surprise attack as he neared her. With a swift movement he rose up in water, his feet finding the sandy bottom, one arm circled her neck and the other slipped under her knees, picking her up into his arms.

He saw the moment of shock on her face but he didn't give her time to talk as his lips came down on her with a passion he had not felt in a long time. He felt her struggling against him but he held her tight keeping her lips sealed against his until he had to break for air. "Mmmmm that was nice," he said wondering if she would hit him or kiss him.