Becky wakes up early. Looking around in somewhat of a confused daze, she squints at her clock from across the bed.

"5:07am" it reads.

Sighing in annoyance to herself for the accidental awakening, she sits up with a yawn and a stretch.

"What bullshit" she mumbles to herself as she looks around the dark space.

Once she's ready, she slides out of bed and sluggishly walks to her closet. Insisting that she had nothing better to do now that she was wide awake, she decides to prepare for their big trip.

Snatching out multiple outfits in varying styles for different situations, she tosses them over her shoulder to land in her chair.

Taking a step back, she switches on her small lamp. The light straining her tired eyes as she silently sits down in front of the spacious chair, avoiding the clothes set behind her back.

Reaching under the foot of her bed, she slides out a lidded box. Picking up a few discolored papers, she carefully looks over them. Writing small sentences down, she remembers, draws, and writes prints for future weapons in a comfortable silence.

Once she finishes, she keeps them tight to her side as she stands up and quietly walks towards her wall. Tip toeing inside she opens her weaponry room to place them inside.

She scans the dark room and folds the papers, setting them down on the massive table before exiting again, leaving the wall cracked

She slips out and walks back into her room, laying back down in her bed

She was far too tired to do what she originally planned, so she decided to do it later before her and the crew would flee for work.
——-
Many hours later, she wakes up to hear banging behind the wall.

Looking at the time she mumbles, "11, okay"

Cursing and and forcing herself out of bed she briskly walks to the familiar wall and pushes the rest of it open.

She scowls and puts her print on the doorknob, rushing inside toward the blonde who was quickly backing away from her.

"Why the hell are you banging?!" She says in a raised voice.

"How else am I supposed to get your attention!?" Charlotte cowers with her back against the wall .

"Why do you want my attention?" Becky leans over to get closer to her face.

Now this was an intimidating position for Charlotte.

"Be-cause...um, I-I" her voice gets shaky the more Becky's intense stare didn't budge.

"Come on, spit it out. You just wanna see me?" Her gaze relaxes as she reaches her hand out to touch the side of her face.

Charlotte doesn't respond. Her eyes look down at Becky's hand before up to her face. Still not giving an answer.

"You know what, Ashley?" She drags her hand down her arm, biting her tongue at the small shiver she felt under her fingertips.

"W-what?" Charlotte's nervousness shows through the response.

"As annoying as you may be, you are all mine" Becky moves her body closer, stopping her hand and suddenly gripping her wrist, "did you know that?" she lowers her voice.

"...Yours?" Charlotte flinches and glances down at her restrained wrist.

"Mhmm. You belong to me now" Becky whispers in her ear, smirking at the shiver she felt once again.

Chuckling and and nipping at her ear, she hears Charlotte suck in a breath.

"Do you like that?" Becky whispers, doing it a second time.

"..I do" Charlotte admits in a murmur as she shut her eyes.

"That's good. So good" Becky begins trailing soft kisses down the side of her neck, "am I so big and bad now?"

Barely able to whisper out a "no", Charlotte bites her lip and squeezes her eyes together. Trying to suppress a moan as Becky's fingers move up her arms again, she lets out an exhale as she slid the sleeves to her dress down.

"This is coming off of you soon, baby" Becky smirks to herself, stopping her kisses just above her collarbone as she pulled away from the stunned Charlotte.

"Is it?.." Charlotte gulps and takes a second to ask. Blinking her eyes up to her as she stood from the floor.

"Yes. You've gotta be presentable when we travel. I've got a nice clean shower waiting for you" Becky bats her eyes, knowing that wasn't what she was expecting based off her suggestive actions.

Charlotte doesn't respond to this—only nodding her head ever so slightly as Becky leaves the room without another word, leaving Charlotte in her thoughts.

The state of surprise she was in wasn't waning as she lifts her hand to gently touch the places Becky kissed her.

Closing her eyes with a shaky sigh, it frightens her how much she enjoyed the contact of the woman that was supposed to kill her.
——-
Wanting a distraction from how bad she would have enjoyed teasing Ashley further, Becky grabs a heavy bag and throws her previously tossed clothes inside.

Once she's done, she starts to walk back to the wall to arm, load, and prepare the weapons she planned to bring with her—but something tells her to stop.

"-under the bed-" she can hear herself think.

Crouching and lifting the edge of her comforter, she spots a box she hadn't touched in months.

Taking a second to think about it, she slides it closer to herself and lifts the lid.

Her eyes scan over the various, meticulously placed 'specialties' with a soft grin showing up on her face.

Stopping any hesitation, she closes the lid and pushes the box toward her bag so that she takes it with her. The plans to use what was inside already stored in her memory.
——-
After she's finished reminiscing and fixing up her violent trinkets, she pokes her head out her bedroom door, shouting,

"When are we leaving!?"

"Two!" A voice yells back after she waits a moment for a response.

"Perfect" she thinks.

That was more than enough time to get herself and her girl situated.

Taking her own brief shower, she revised plans for her targets on the upcoming trip and thought about what to do with Charlotte while she'd be gone.

Looking over at the wall once she was done she couldn't help but sigh.

For the most part she suppressed her feelings very well because she thought it was easy, but she wasn't very correct.

Yes, for the most part she had shaken whatever feelings she had away, but that little bit that was still there was something that concerned her still—no matter how much she convinced herself it wasn't there.

Once she put a fresh outfit on and pushed her thoughts away once again, she goes back inside the small room where Charlotte had now dozed off in.

"Up, up, get up!" she claps her hands loud enough to startle the woman awake.

Looking around in a confused haze, Charlotte's eyes finally land on the woman who was making such noise.

"Come on, your wet dreams of me are over. Let's go" Becky curls her finger toward herself, watching Charlotte take her tired time to stand up and walk over to her.

Being generous and turning her around gently due to her sleepy state, Becky takes ahold of the cuffs she was wearing and uncuffs them. Making sure she still could hold her wrists she turns her back around to face her and says,

"No funny business"

"I won't do anything" Charlotte shakes her head. Though barely able to hold her eyes open, she still tries look at her anyway.

"Oh, you're eyein' me now, aren't you sleepy head?" Becky looks back, "about time. You like me or somethin'?" She smirks, tightening the grip she had on her wrists.

This makes Charlotte look away, easily letting her eyes close as she started to blush.

Becky laughs at this. She could surely relate at one point couldn't she?

"Loosen up, buttercup. Look at me, now" Becky waits for her to finally turn her head and look at her again before lifting one of her hands to make sure she was looking straight at her.

"You don't trust me do you?"

"No. I don't" though sleepy, Charlotte responds surely as she shook her head no.

"You're gonna have to start. Understand me?" Becky whispers, letting her wrists free and sliding her free hand on her waist.

"I understand" Charlotte nods softly and closes her eyes again, unaware of what she was going to do, but wanting whatever she would give.

Dropping her hand away from her face and her other from her hip, Becky slips the shoulders of Charlotte's dress down.

Becky's eyes watch in focus as the dress falls to the floor, biting on her lip.

She was as beautiful under as she was over.

"Well, I may wanna let you trust me as soon as possible. N' you may not trust me, but for this short time, I'm trusting you" Becky lowers her voice and places her hand on the small of Charlotte's back, pulling her closer.

Charlotte gasps softly at the new contact and accepts eagerly with a nod of the head.

"-the longer you wait, the better it'll be when you finally do it-" she hears a thought again. As much as she hated to admit that it was right—it was.

"On second thought" Becky whispers now, moving up just a little to lightly peck her lips.

Charlotte whines internally in protest, but understands she was probably just teasing her. Again.

"We can go over trust another time" Becky steps back and grabs her hand, pulling her out the wall and into the bathroom that was in her bedroom "take a shower"

Realizing the new location Charlotte blinks around a couple times, "I-I don't have any clothes" she concludes, looking down at her near nude self.

"I already told you, I had clothes for you. If they don't fit, oh well" Becky snaps.

She enjoyed switching up.

"Now, hurry up" she walks out and slams the door.

Charlotte jolts back and sighs a little bit before she takes a shower like she was told. Unable to think properly, all she could say was that she was very confused.

As much as she'd love to get out, she was afraid she couldn't.

But that wasn't gonna stop her.
——-
While she waits, Becky puts her shoes on and pushes her belongs together so they were easier to grab.

Crossing her legs impatiently, she scrolls on her phone as her eyes occasionally flickered to the door where the woman moved behind.

Once she was finished, Charlotte shyly walks out the bathroom, keeping herself covered with a towel she was provided.

Becky looks up and her and gestures her head in a direction, "they're over there" she speaks in reference to the clothes she would sport.

Charlotte pushed a piece of her hair behind her ear and walks over to the clothes, taking her time to put them on.

"Hurry up, we have to go!" Becky demands, quickly getting impatient as she tossed her phone to the side.

Moving faster as requested, Charlotte walks over to her, slightly stunned when Becky grabs her wrists again to cuff them.

"You've gotta pick up the pace when I tell you to" she pushes her arms behind her back, locking her wrists together tighter than before.

Once Charlotte hears the clicks, she gets spun around.

No longer facing Becky, she sees a blindfold being placed over her eyes and feels Becky moving up closer to her ear to whisper,

"I know you're usually treated like a queen over where you're from, but I'm ready to give you the shock of your life. Say goodbye to everything you know"