**Buckle up- Things gonna be CRAAAAAZY!**
🌶️Spicy kissy scenes🌶️

"This is an alert. Curfew is now in effect. Anyone caught in violation of curfew will be subject to deportation."

The speakers blared over the city speakers. People were running to and from, trying to get home before the timer ran out. The security had been tighter since Thomas and the guys showed up. I stood quietly beside Thomas. We were the bait. Gally wouldn't let me do this alone, and we didn't really trust Thomas to do this alone, he would probably do something reckless.

I had my hood pulled up keeping my face in the shadows. Thomas did the same. My hands shoved deep into my jacket pocket. We knew Teresa would be here right away. Trix and Jasmine had followed her every day for a week, this was her regular route. So Thomas and I stood at the intersection, waiting. I could feel the anxiety oozing from him. Surprisingly enough I felt calm, it was eerie. I thought I would be jittery, trying to control the panic. But I stood still, my muscles loose and my body calm. I knew Gally, Magnus and Zayn were around, watching and waiting.

"Relax dude, she'll be here." I muttered.

"How are you so calm?" He asked.

I shrugged, "I learned to be calm in the middle of the chaos. It was that or get beat. It was be quiet or get kicked."

"Probably not the healthiest."

"No...but, it's helped. When I had to seduce that elite...something, swallow the disgust and do the shuck job. I've had to do what I had to to survive."

"I'm sorry I wasn't there for you. I really am." I heard his guilt, he turned his head and I glanced up at him quickly.

I smiled. "I'm here, you're here, and I saved your shuck ass from Janson the other day." I grinned at him.

He rolled his eyes. I looked back at the street.

"There she is." I spat.

I had eyes on her. Her dark hair was down and curled, covering half her face. Thomas and I straightened up, looking straight at her. She must have felt us both watching, because she spun around, her head turning back and forth. She caught sight of us. I saw her freeze. Both Thomas and I pulled our hoods down, revealing who we are.

"Thomas? Charlie?"

Together we turned away, pulled our hoods back up, and while the street was blocked by a bus and a few other vehicles passed we walked quickly down the street, towards the empty back alley.

"Wait! Thomas! Charlie? Wait!" She called.

I growled, how could she sound so desperate, and demanding at the same time. It took everything in me not to spin around and slug her.

Gally told me very specifically after our meeting that night as we were heading back to our room.

"Charlie for the last time...you can't hit her."

"Why not? She deserves it!" I pouted.

"I know." He gently squeezed my hand.

"So why can't I?" I continued to pout, stomping my foot.

He sighed, "Stop pouting!"

"Why? I wanna pout, 'cause I want to hit her. And your being mean." I pulled my hand from his and crossed my arms with a huff, stopping dead in the hall.

Gally stopped and turned, "You keep sticking out that lip" His voice dropped and it became gravely, "And I might not be able to control myself...." He pushed up against the wall, both his hands by my head, trapping me.

I looked up at him through my lashes and stuck my lip out even more, tipped my head up and to the side, and gave him the biggest puppy dog eyes I possibly could.

"Shuck..."

I smirked and bit my bottom lip.

"Stop biting your bottom lip." His voice was even more rough than a second ago, his eyes were so dark and so intense I was lost in them. He used one of his thumbs to pull my lip from my teeth, "that's my job."

His hand pulled my lip down and then slid down my neck, resting on my chest, over my heart, he felt how hard it was pounding.

"Shuck Charkie...I wanna do things...to you.."

I leaned into him as much as I could, his hand still was resting on my chest and slowly raised up onto my toes, "Then what are you waiting for?" I whispered seductively. I gently but his ear and pulled.

I felt his chest rumble, and I felt him shudder, my stomach exploded with butterflies and my heart speed up even more. He shoved me back into the wall-

"Charlie!"

I blinked, Thomas elbowed me.

"Pay attention! How far down?"

"Oh, at the end. Magnus is at the end there. Thank very much for ruining my day dream, jerkface."

"Do I even want to know?"

"Not sure, you told me one time we were not at that point in our relationship, you didn't want to hear about my sex life. Still at the same point?"

"For shuck sakes Charlie! We're in the middle of a kidnapping and your thinking about shuckin your boyfriend?" He groaned, and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Hey, you asked, shuck face." I stopped and turned around. Thomas exhaled rather forcefully.

"Thomas! Charlie!" Teresa called quietly, as she turned into the alley.

"Hey, Teresa." Thomas said, almost with sympathy.

"Fancy meeting your treterous shuck butt here in a dark alley." I said with all the sarcasm I could muster.

"You shouldn't be here. If Janson finds out you're here-"

"Oh he knows. He's already tried to us a few time." I interupted.

"We're not staying. It's just, uh...I had to see you."

"Speak for yourself shuck face!" I muttered. Thomas elbowed me.

"I have to ask you something." He looked back at her, his face cold as he looked at her.

"Do you regret it? What you did to us? What you did to Charlie? What you're doing to Minho?"

"Sometimes. But I did what I thought was right. I'd do it again." She said quietly.

"Good to know. Clears my conscience." I spat. I nodded and the guys jumped her, slammed a bag over her head, and Gally jabbed her with a sedative. She immidiatly went limp. Magnus caught her and lifted her up.

"What is with WICKED and their females? Do they not feed you?" He muttered.

"No. They don't."

We all turned and walked as quickly as we could to our safe house inside the walls. We moved everyone there this morning, it would be easier to operate out of, so our mission into WICKED would operate out of the building inside and Laurence would head up the distraction outside the walls.

On our way back, Gally slid his hand into mine.

"I'm proud of you Pipsqueak. You didn't hit her." He smirked at me.

"Yet."

We made it back, only having to hide back around a corner once as a cop machine came down the street. We hauld her up the stairs and sat her down in a chair and tied her loosely to it. It was really only to hold her in place. We kept the lights off and only had a few little lamps and candles going. Not just to spook her, but to keep WICKED guards off our butt. This used to be an abandoned building, we didn't want to draw attention. So Sarg told us to keep them off.

We all waited around quietly. The whole group was there; Gally and myself, Thomas, Newt, Frypan, Brenda, Jorge, Zayn, Sophie, Magnus and Jasmine. Gally was leaning on the table and had pulled me to lean on him, he wrapped his arms around my waist and placed him chin on my head. It was a quiet and tense wait for the sedative to wear off. Teresa finally groaned under the bag.

I stepped forward and pulled the ropes off and yanked the bag off. She blinked a few times, looked down and shook her head. Her breathing had picked up and her hair fell in her face. When she looked back up, her eyes were squinted trying to see. Her eyes swept the room, and widened as I walked back and leaned on the table beside Gally. Her eyes snapped at him.

"Gally?" She gasped, her eyes wide.

His face stayed cold and impassive. "Here's how this is going to go. We're gonna ask you some questions, and you'll tell us exactly what we need to know."

He pushed off the table, slowly, his intense eyes stared her down. And she gulped. He took a step forward.

"We'll start off simple." He said, his voice was deep and demanding, "Where's Minho?"

"You guys don't seriously think..." She trailed off, her eyes looking to me and then to Thomas, pleading. Not sure why she would look at me. I'm the last one she should be looking at.

"Don't look at him." Gally barked, and slammed a chair down in front of her, making her jump. "Why are you looking at him? Look at me. He's not gonna help you. You also have no right, NO RIGHT to look at Charlie!"

Sophie and Brenda slid up beside.

"Shuuuuuck!" I moaned.

"If he wasn't yours...." Sophie whispered in my ear.

"Shuck girl... pretty sure I just got knocked up again." I whispered back.

The girls giggled.

"Yeah.... your boyfriend turned me on." Brenda whispered.

"Go get your own boys. He's mine." I muttered. My eyes stayed glued to him.

"Girl! You're drooling." Sophie giggled, quietly in my ear.

Shuck his demanding dominant side was a turn on. The girls slid back to their places, smirking at me. As much as Gally's dominance was a turn on, it was Teresa he was talking to. The girl who helped strap me down and tortured me for months.

"Now, we know you have Minho in the building. Where?" His voice was harsh, making her flinch and I smirked.

Her eyes flicked to mine, she cautiously raised a hand and tucked the hair that was in front of her face behind her ear. I frowned.

"He's with the others in holding... Sublevel three." She whispered.

"How many others?" Gally's harsh voice made her flinch again.

I frowned more. I straightened up. There in her cheek bone was a shinnier. It wasn't new, it was already green and yellow and fading. But I could still see it.

"28" She whispered again, Gally turned to Brenda and Zayn.

"I can make that work." She smirked as she threw down a card. Her and Zayn were playing some kind of card game.

"No. No, you guys don't understand. The level's restricted!" Teresa said sitting up suddenly, her eyes wide. "You can't get in without an ID."

"That's why you're gonna come with us." Thomas said, his voice was gentle compared to Gally's harsh demanding on.

"Well... I don't know." He paused and looked at her in disgust for a second. Then abruptly got up.

"We don't need her. Right? Not all of her."

He turned towards the table I was leaning on, my arms folded, watching. The table was littered with papers, weapons, tools...He stepped over, looked down at me. Leaned down and kissed me quick, taking me by surprise. He spun back towards her, holding the scalpel towards her.

"We just need her finger."

"Gally, back off." Thomas said straightening up.

"What, are you squeamish?" He looked back at Thomas, repulsed by his softness.

"I guarantee you she's done a lot worse to Minho. You should have seen Charlie when we ambushed her truck." Gally spat, looking back at a terrified Teresa.

I was surprised by myself. I didn't feel angry or get any kind of joy out of her flinching when someone spoke to her. I felt...pity and sadness. This girl was brought up under Janson, just as I was. From the looks of it he had started to abuse her, now too. I wasn't excusing her behaviour, there was no need to betray the guys location when they made it to The Right Arm. She could have tried to fight it or find a way out. She didn't have to such a jerk and a bitch.

"That's not the plan. Back off." Thomas said, more urgency in his voice as he pushed off the table and grabbed the scalpel from Gally.

"It won't make a difference!" She sat up straight, trying to get some defiance back into her.

"Do whatever you want to me. You won't get through the door. The sensor will pick you up the-"

"We know. We were tagged. Property of WICKED." I finally said.

"Wait were?" She squeaked.

"Yeah. Were. As it not anymore. We fixed that problem." I said, still watching her.

Her eyes watched me nervously. I stared back at her, chewing my bottom lip.

"Why did you do it?" I finally asked.

"Do what?"

"Oh don't play the victim. You weren't strapped to a chair every day. I didn't betray my friends, and I didn't hit on another girl's guy." I snapped, and then added "Or another guys guy..."

"I was trying to find a cure!" She cried.

"There is no cure."

"There is! We just haven't found it!" She cried.

"And you'll find it in someone else's brain?"

I pushed off the table, snatching the scalpel out if Thomas's hand. Twirled it around in my fingers. He tried to grab it back, but Gally threw a hand out and held him back. I sat down in the chair Gally vacated, sitting backwards on it, twirling the sharp scalpel. Teresa gulped nervously.

"You want to know something?" I asked quietly, cocking an eyebrow at her.

She just looked at me. I watched the scalpel spin around and around. I continued in a quiet voice, only a few people close enough could hear.

"I pity you. Sure I'd love to ouch you in the face. But I feel pity. You tried to do your shucken best for a man who couldn't give a shuck about you. He just used you, abused you and will leave you behind." I paused finally looking up at her.

"You distroyed any chance of friendship, or allies with how you treated us. We aren't shucken lab rats, Teresa. We're humans. Sure the disease may eat away at the brain, but that's not where your going to find the cure. You can't recreate DNA."

She opened and closed her mouth a few time.

"Yes, that's right. While you have been busy torturing, maming, traumatizing and abusing children, we actually have been doing proper research and studies."

"What? That's not possible!"

"Oh, but it is. And now, I'm done talking to Janson's lap dog. I may feel pity for you, but I don't excuse your behavior. It's just who you are as a person."

"How do you know though? What I was like?" She challenged.

"Because, I didn't flirt with someone else's boyfriend, make them dump me and then as soon as they were yours dump them."

Her face paled.

"Though I should thank you. Gally and I should both thank you."

"Also. I wasn't the one who sniched on our late night hang outs or our escape attempt. I still have the scares."

I flipped the scalpel and pointed it at her face, I saw her swallow hard. "Those....those were you. Janson didn't force you to do those. I have every right to slice up your face." I snarled.

I leaned a little bit closer and whispered with all the anger and venom I had built up, "but I wont...because you are going help us. And if you don't then I will mark you in every single shucken place you helped him with. Am I shucken clear?"

I turned away and tossed the scalpel onto the table. I had to leave. My hands were shaking, and my chest was hurting. I had kept the anger and panic shoved deep down, but it was threating to come out. Without a backwards glance I walked out of the room and down the hall to the back starway. I slid down the wall in the corner and held my head in my hands, pressing my forehead to my knees.

The stairwell door opened and I heard footsteps approch.

"Come here." Gally said gently, I peeked through my hands, he had sat down on the ground with me and held his arms open. And like a child I crawled into his arms with a small whimper and he made me feel safe.