Episode 6 Barry and Fuches went to Goran's to tell him about the stash house. I stayed behind to try and get some sleep since I didn't get any last night. I laid down on the pull-out couch and stared at the ceiling. After a couple of minutes, I let out a long sigh. It was clear that my body wasn't going to let me rest. I got out of bed and went through the dresser to find something to wear. As I rummaged through the dresser, the hotel door opened. I turned around to see Barry. We stared at each other before we both ran to each other and met in the middle. We threw our bodies into a hug. We never really got to Chadian the moment when Barry got back from the raid. We held each other for what felt like forever. Still holding me, Barry lifted his head to look down at me. "Hannah, about that kiss-" Barry started, but I cut him off. "I don't regret it. You could've died and just in case, I wanted that to be the last thing between us." I said, shoving my head back into his chest as we still held on to each other. He let me hold him a little bit longer before placing his hands on my shoulder to push e away from him. "I have to tell you this. I can't keep pushing it away thinking that it will just go away." Barry said to me. He grabbed my hand and lead me over to the bed and we sat down together. "It's not really working out with Sally. I wanted it to be something more, but now I just want to be on good terms with her, as a friend. She and Ryan were the ones that pushed me to actually start the acting class and I really do appreciate that, but something comes up. I thought I was into Sally until the day at the pier. I started to think about having my own family and stuff like that and it wasn't a vision with Sally that I used to have, but it was with you." Barry said. He slowly turned his head to face me. "Are you serious?" I asked, not really knowing what to say. "Yeah, uh, I am." He said nervously. "So does that mean..." "I like you a lot. I don't think those feelings ever went away." Barry said, placing a hand on my face. "But Fuches-" I started to say until Barry shot up from the bed. "Fuck Fuches. Just fuck him." Barry said. He turned back to me to say something, but I jumped up from the bed and landed my lips on his. "Fuck Fuches," I said once I pulled away from the kiss. Barry smiles at me and placed a hand on my face again. "Goran wants us to go to some landing strip to kill the Bolivians that are flying in. Fuches sent me here to get you." Barry said to me. "Oh so if Fuches didn't send you here, we wouldn't have had that talk?" I asked Barry sarcastically. "No, no. Well maybe. I was nervous, okay?" I punched his arm lightly. "I'm just messing with you." I walked over to the dresser and grabbed some clothes. "I'm just gonna get changed." Barry nodded and I went into the bathroom to change. Once I was done, I came back out and grabbed my bag. As we walked towards the car, I looked over at Barry, "I thought after the stash house, we were done?" "Well, Fuches is in it for the money so it looks like we are doing whatever Goran wants us to do until he's done with us. Which I don't know is a good thing yet or bad." I got into the passenger side as Barry got into the driver's side. It was a long drive to the airport strip. It was in the middle of nowhere. Barry pulled up his car as Fuches and Taylor came into view. "Taylor's a part of this now?" "He saved me." That was all Barry said before getting out of the car. I rushed out of the car as started to panic. "What do you mean he saved you? What happened?" I said frantically. "He had my back when I didn't have his. That's all. I really don't wanna talk about it." Barry said. We walked over to Fuches as Taylor walks off with a radio. "Good, you're here," Fuches said as he handed Barry the other radio. I walked with Fuches as we both leaned up against the car, as Barry stood a little bit away from us as he waited to hear from Taylor. "So, this is where the Bolivians are gonna land?" Taylor asked. "According to Paco, Yeah," Barry answered back. "You know what? I honestly think we should knock that shit out midair. I know this guy in Tijuana who can get us some FIM-92 Stingers. Fucking boom. We'll be celebrating with cervezas before that shit even hits the ground." "I like this dude," I call out to Barry. He turns around and gives me a face before raising the radio back up to his face to answer. "Sweet. Yeah. Um, brute force is a totally valid tactic, but I think in this case, maybe going surgical is the better way to go. You know, put Hannah with a rifle, she's the better shot, up on a hill there and they'll land someplace here and she'll shoot the Bolivian leader when he gets off the plane. But keep the suggestions coming man. All good stuff." Barry says as he turns around and smiles at us. Fuches looks down at the ground as I just give him a sarcastic smile and thumbs up back. "I think Taylor's gonna be clutch with this," Barry says to us. "He wants to shoot the plane out of midair and then drink beers," Fuches said back to him. "Well, I mean, you can teach discretion, but frankly what he needs, Fuches is someone like you to uh..." Barry started, but Taylor cut him off by coming over the radio. "Or if we had a few more dudes, we could just bum rush their motherfuckers." "To mold him." Barry finishes when Taylor's done talking. I give Barry a look, now that I realized what he's doing. He's trying to get Fuches to warm up to Taylor, so Taylor can be the new Barry and he could continue with his acting. "Don't try and Parent Trap me dickhead. Do you think you can stick me with this donkey and the go be Hugh Grant? No!" Fuches yells at him, catching on. "You should've killed him at the stash house like you were supposed to." Barry nods as Taylor comes over the radio again. "This would be a sweet place for a hot tub. Fly in some chicks, fuck 'em." We all look up on the hill to see him humping the air. "Jesus Christ," I mumble to myself. "That girl down there can come to Barry, she's hot," Taylor adds. "Fucking hell," Fuches says to himself. "Wait Barry, can she hear me?" Taylor then adds. "Oh," Barry says in a disappointed voice. "Can't he fucking see I'm literally right next to you?" I say to Barry as I throw up my hands. "I can't- I can't watch this. He's a fucking moran. I'll be in the car." Fuches says as he walks over to the passenger side and gets in. I move and sit on the good of the car. Fuches then opens the car door and pokes his head out. "You need to kill this guy before he gets you killed. And this would be a terrible place for a hot tub! A fucking hot tub!" Fuches says and closed the door again after he's done. "Did Fuches just say hot tub?" Taylor says over the radio. Barry holds the radio up to his mouth not knowing what to say. We both let out a sigh and look at each other, shaking our heads. "Fucking hell." I chuckle to myself. "Tell him to come back down." Barry nods his head and repeats what I said to him. Taylor comes running back down and gets into the car. Barry and I follow as he gets into the driver's seat and I sit in the backseat behind him. Taylor stares at me as I try to ignore him and look at Barry in the overhead mirror. He gives me a small smile, before taking off. We dropped off Fuches at the hotel since Taylor wanted Barry and me to come over. It was hard to say no to this man since we didn't want to upset him and he ends up ratting us out. When we arrived at his house, Taylor went right in and got us all beers. He invited us to sit down and watch tv. We all seat in separate chairs as Taylor turned in the tv and guess what was on. Porn. This man was casually watching porn with us in the room like it was a soap opera. He all sat in silence, not moving as the show continued. Barry smiles and acted like he was enjoying himself, while I on the other hand had sure he knew I was uncomfortable and creeped out. "Killer job, um, on the recon at the airstrip today. A lot of great suggestions. Just came real naturally to you." Barry said, breaking the silence. "I'm a Marine, just like you," Taylor answers Barry without looking away from the tv. "Look at What this chick does to this dude's asshole." Taylor randomly says. "Ok, I'm done," I said standing up from the couch and going into the kitchen right behind us. "You know, if you keep it up at this level, you know, there's a world where you could take over for me and I, in turn, could leave," Barry says, trying to ignore the porn noises. I grab another beer from the fridge and turn back to their conversation. "So, I'd work for Fuches?" Taylor asks. "Yeah, Yeah. That'd be cool, right?" "No. That dude sucks." "Tell me about it," I call out from the kitchen. Then the pornstars start to make a lot of noise "Wow look at the guy, he's really pounding her!" I call out sarcastically. Barry shakes his head at me, "Can you pause this? Is there a way we can-" Barry asks Taylor, but he ignores him? "What's his cut? What's he take off the top?" "Just half," Barry says, trying not to make it seem like a big deal. "What? Dude, fuck that." Taylor says. I walk back over to them and sit back down on the couch I was before. "It's pretty fucked if you ask me. We do all the work and almost get killed." I say as I take a swig of my beer. Taylor points at me as he agrees with me. Barry shakes his head at us, "No, no, no, the way he explains it though-" "That fuckers scamming you two," Taylor says, cutting off Barry. "He's not scamming us, alright? We've been working with him for years. We're a team." "Ya, a team alright. Remember Cleveland?" I call out to Barry, who gives me a look that tells me to shut up. "So, why you wanna leave?" Taylor asks. "Well, you know, I'm just at a place where I wanna... branch out and explore new... opportunities." "But he won't let you?" "It's not that he won't let me. It's just that he doesn't like me doing other things." "You should fucking ace that dude," Taylor replies, still next breaking eye contact with the tv screen. "Taylor. Kill Fuches? I- I can do that?" "Well, you do what you wanna do. You should get rid of him." Taylor then pauses the tv and reaches for something, "Here." He grabs a bag of money and passes it to Barry. "What's this?" Barry asks. "Money from the stash house," Taylor tells him as he plays the tv again. "I counted it out. This is your half." "Hey, uh, that money is dirty. You can't spend it. You need it cleaned." I say to both of them. "Ya, I know. And Taylor, I'm not gonna ace Fuches. He's essentially family and I think if you give him a chance, you'll see that you two working together makes total sense." Barry says. "You take that money, kill Fuches, live your dream." I look over at Barry and shrug at him. He brushes me off as he looks down at the money. I know that Fuches literally took Barry under his wing and raised him, but I hate Fuches. Plus Barry confessed his feelings for me which will upset Fuches. "Watch how much this guy jizzes. Fucking shame." Taylor said, snapping me out of the daze I was in. "Taylor, where's your bathroom?" Barry suddenly asks. Taylor points in a direction and Barry gets up to follow. He walks by me and I reach out for his hand, "Don't leave me here with him alone," I beg quietly to him. "You'll live." He says with a small smile before walking towards the bathroom. I sit there awkwardly as the porno continues to play. As Taylor and I sit there, he reaches for Barry's bag. "What are you doing?" I ask. He doesn't answer, but I watch him take out Gene's book and Barry's water bottle and dump in the money. "Have him clean it. He deserves it if he's working with Fuches." Taylor tells me. I sit back and in the chair and look at him. I wasn't expecting this guy to be this nice actually. He is a total wacko, but he's been nothing but nice to Barry. Plus he did save him at the raid. Barry soon came out of the bathroom. "Oh, it's still going on. Alright." Barry said as the porno seemed to get louder when he came back into the room. He reached down and grabbed his back, giving me a signal that we were leaving. "Thank god," I said as I stood up to follow him. "So um, so I'll see you tomorrow," Barry said to Taylor as we walked over to the front door. "Hey! Roadie?" Taylor said as he offered us both a hit from his joint. "No," Barry said with a disappointing sigh as I reached out and took a hit. "Thanks, man. See you tomorrow." I said as I ran out the door to catch up with Barry. Once I got to his side, he gave me a disappointing look. "What?" I said to Barry. "I was trying to convince him to take my place. You know I don't wanna do this anymore and you weren't helping. I don't wanna be a killer anymore." Barry said as we got into the car. "Barry, once you told him Fuches takes half, there was no going back. He was out. And besides Barry. We're the same. If you call yourself a killer then so am I. We're in this PTSD-prone, shitty job together. Unfortunately, we are killers but we don't just kill anyone. It's the bad dudes. I know that's not what you wanna hear right now, but we put ourselves in this mess and at least we have each other to justice the killings and get through it." Barry let out a sigh as he started the car. "I have to go to acting class. Do you wanna come or I can drop you off at the hotel?" "Hotel, please. No offense, but that class is boring." Barry let out a chuckle as we drove to the hotel. Once we got there, I kissed Barry on the cheek and headed inside. When I entered the room, Fuches wasn't there. I sat down on the bed and turned on the tv to help the time pass by. An hour went by before my phone went off. I scurried over to it and picked it up. "Barry?" I said out loud when I read the name of who was calling. I pressed accept and put the phone to my ear. "Hello?" "Fuck!" "Hello? Barry?" I said again. "Taylor put the money in my backpack." "So?" "I'm at class, people could have seen it. Plus its dirty money." Barry yells to me in a whispered voice. "Oh shit. I forgot he put it in there. I would have told you." "You know Hannah?" "Um... no..." "Fuck. I need to hide it." "Well, where are you?" "In the bathroom... oh I know where," Barry said. The speaker then started to make a muffling noise as it noises like he was moving a lot. "Barry?" "I got it thanks!" Barry said and then hung up. "Thanks for what?" I said as I put my phone down. I threw myself back down on the bed. Barry came crashing through the door. I sat up quickly from the bed and stood up. "Barry is everything alri-" I tried to say before getting cut off by him pulling me into a kiss. "What was that about?" I asked when he finally pulled away. "We did this scene in class where I needed to match Sally's emotions. Gene had us say I love you and saying those words made me realize that I do love you." "Oh, wow... that's a lot to take in," I said to Barry. He awkwardly stepped back from me. "Oh sorry, I wasn't expecting you to say it back. I'm just in a weird mood. Like I'm happy because of these feelings, but then like annoyed by Fuches's voicemails and Taylor's too-" "First, off Fuches and Taylor? Second, trust me, I feel the same way. I was just not expecting those words to be said or like this." "Well Fuches And Taylor are both on our asses about- wait you feel the same way?" "Oh, course Barry. You're as dumb as Taylor. Stop hanging out with him. I think I made my feeling towards you pretty obvious." I said with a laugh. He smiled at me and kissed me again before abruptly pulling away. "I gotta do something." He said as he pulled out his phone and walked over to the window. I followed him as he put his phone to his ear. "Put a fucking bayonet in your as, man." He mumbled angrily as the phone rang. "Hello." I heard the voice say. "Taylor?" I mouthed to Barry. He nodded as his attention went back to the phone, "Hey, Taylor. It's Barry, man. Listen, dude, you um... you've been pretty amazing." "What?" I yelled out. Barry just went from extremely pissed off to calm. He walked by me as he ignored my judgment. "Uh, really, really great. Just incredible energy and I felt like we had, like, amazing chemistry at the stash house, you know? But this- this plane thing is kind of like a different vibe. And you know, I'm still trying to figure it all out, but it seems to me that maybe, um, low profile is the best way to go with this one. So I think I'm gonna do this job solo." Barry said as he paced around the room, nervously. "It is no way an indictment of your ideas, by the way, like that amazing bum rush pitch, which was so inspired dude. Hannah really tried to push for it. You haven't told anybody about this, have you?" Barry asked as he stopped pacing. "Nope." I heard Taylor say. Barry then started to pace around the room again. "I don't know why I just asked you that. Big, professional dude like you. So, yeah. I'm gonna do it by myself, and you're not coming, and it's gonna be- it's gonna be a thing... that I do by myself." Barry then hangs up the phone and looks at me. "I mean that was great. That acting class really is doing wonders for you." I say as I start to applaud him. "When did you decide to take Taylor out of the picture here?" "In the car on the way here." "Oh good. I thought kissing me made you think of Taylor." I said jokingly. "Fuck you," Barry said as he sits down on the pull-out bed.
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