The Third Gecko Brother -FDTD- Katherine "Kat" Fuller

Dew Drop Inn and Gun Pointing

Peter sighed as he followed his, slightly off, brother to the room they were, temporarily, staying in with their eldest brother, so they could figure out a plan. Peter thought it was stupid that they had the bank teller, but it was apparently going to get them across the border to Mexico.

"What the hell is this?!" Peter rolled his eyes and moved to the bank teller and pulled the gag out of her mouth.

"Hello, Belle. I'm gonna need an actual name outta you, and if you don't tell me, then you're going to have no head. You understand?" The teller nodded as Peter moved to sit on the coffee table. "Then what are you waiting for?"

"Monica." Peter smiled in triumph then tapped her face.

"That wasn't so hard, now, was it? In case you didn't know, I'm Peter, that's my older brother Richie, and our eldest brother Seth, and together we're the Gecko brothers." Again the teller, Monica, nodded her head.

"You weren't in the bank with your brothers, anyone ever tell you, that you're cute." Peter chuckled at her and lifted her left hand with a 'fake' pout.

"As flattering as that is, one, you're not my type, two... I don't go for other people's girls... but I'll admit you're cute too, it's only fair."

"Petey, could you not flirt with the hostage, please?" Peter looked back at Richie with an annoyed look. "What? You said we couldn't call you Pete."

"No, I said Seth couldn't call me, Pete. You can, because you're the one who came up with it." Peter said shaking his head with a light chuckle. "Where's Seth?" Richie shrugged nonchalantly and nodded to door.

"To get us food, and to dump and switch, although I'm pretty sure he's with his 'ex wife' too." They laughed at that and Peter turned his attention back to the teller.

"Okay, Belle, here's the deal you're gonna do what we tell you, when we tell you, got it? And you are gonna make sure that no one gets supsious, got it?" Monica smiled gently at him.

"Yes."

"Pete, bring her here. She's not safe out there." Peter raised an eyebrow and stood up, then helped Monica up and into the room.

"I'm gonna go out for a bit, it's fucking hot, and this goddamn AC doesn't fucking do it's job." Richie nodded and Peter made his way to the pool, then took off his jacket shoes and socks, also remembering to hide his guns under his jacket. Not bothering with the rest of his clothes, he jumped in and relaxed under the cold water.

"You're insane." Peter didn't know how long he'd been in the water before the voice of an angel insulted him. He stood up as, said angel voice, jumped into the pool herself.

"Maybe... but then, who isn't? Because there's always someone who turns out to be more insane than others thought." Peter smirked at the girl as she moved closer to him.

"Well, then I guess you could call me crazy too, because I'm talking to, said insane person, and yet I don't care." The girl said and Peter laughed as he shook his head.

"Would I sound less insane if I told you my name?" Peter watched as she titled her head in amusement.

"Probably not, but that doesn't mean I don't wanna know." She chuckled and he smiled again.

"I'll tell you what, I'll tell you my name, if you tell me yours." Kate moved back a bit.

"You first." Peter smirked as he cornered her.

"It's only fair..." He said flirtatiously. "I'm Peter, Peter Gecko."

"Katherine Fuller, but you can call me Kate." Kate smirked as she moved closer to him, she didn't know where it came from, but he just brought out confidence, or maybe it was her bad side, she didn't care.