Breanna walked into your study and sat at your desk. You were at work or so you claimed. Breanna noticed your desk was locked which was odd.
"Hey Babe."
She jumped and turned, seeing you standing there. You wore all black and hair your normally curly hair in a slick back ponytail.
"Hey Sweetie."
You walked over and put your black duffle bag down before walking over to your desk and unlocking it. You pulled out a black file before placing it on your desk and walking to your bookshelf.
Breanna opened the file and gasped.
"You know, I would have to kill you."
Breanna jumped at hearing your voice right in her ear.
"But I love you."
Breanna turned and saw you with the file now in your hand, reading it.
Target: Melissa Jones
Mission: Kill on Sight
"You kill people?"
"You make it sound so crude."
Breanna swallowed and you lifted her cheek.
"Don't worry- I could never hurt you. I honestly love you and would never hurt you."
You put the file down and picked the duffle bag up.
"I'll see you later."
You walked out leaving Breanna there in shock.
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You returned home and noticed Breanna was still up. She was sitting on the couch, hugging the black teddy bear you gave her one day.
"Do you want to talk?"
Breanna looked up and nodded as you sat on the other side of the L shape sofa set. You took your ear piece out and put it in your bag.
"Ask away."
"How long?"
"Since I was in high school. I would say family business because all of my family does this- either assign the hits or task or complete the mission."
"Do you ever regret it?"
"Yeah, especially when the target is innocent. I can never go through with full eliminations."
"Full eliminations?"
"I have to kill everyone. If it's the father who fucked up, I just can't leave it at that- I have to kill his whole family. It kills me."
Breanna looked at you.
"Is that why you sometimes come home angry?"
"Sometimes. Sometimes it's because the person deserves it- some waste of space who doesn't regret their action. Who laughs even with a gun to their temple or a knife to their throat."
Breanna moved closer and leaned on you. You allowed her to place her head in the crook of your neck.
"Do you ever get scared?"
"Not for me. For you. Breanna you are my own weakness and I could easily die for you. Or you could get hurt and then I don't know what I would do."
You kissed her forehead as you relaxed.
"I love you baby."
"I love you too."
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Breanna walked with you down the street, holding your hand and smiling at you.
You pressed against her as you two waited for the light. You spotted someone from the corner of your eye and you growled.
"Baby..."
"Yes?"
"Do not make eye contact with the girl in black."
"Wha-"
"Don't."
Breanna looked at you and quickly crossed the street as you held onto her with a death grip.
"Babe?"
"Don't say a word till we are back in the car."
Breanna nodded and stayed silent till you both sat in the SUV. You were on the phone talking in Spanish. Breanna waited for you to finished before looking at you.
"What happened?"
"Don't worry. Just take us home. Please."
Breanna nodded and pulled off.
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Breanna awoke and heard you moving around. She turned and saw you moving around in black, your hair up.
"Fuck!"
"Are you okay?"
You jumped and turned before letting out a breath.
"God damn Breanna!"
"Sorry. Babe, what's wrong?"
"Don't worry about it."
"Claire!"
"What?!"
Breanna jumped and got out of bed before walking over and hugging you. You sagged in her arms and just let her hold you.
"Come back in one piece baby."
"I will."
You grabbed your bag and walked out the room.
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Breanna awoke and felt something against her head.
"Don't move."
Breanna stiffened and heard the person move around. It was a woman. She had blonde hair and green eyes. She wore all black.
And she had a pitch black gun aimed at her.
"So you're her puppy? She always spoke of a puppy that she left home."
Breanna sat up and swallowed.
"What do you want?"
She laughed.
"I want you to call your precious lover and tell her snake wants to speak with her. She knows who I am."
Breanna shook as she picked her phone up and made the call.
"Puppy...what's wrong?"
"Snake...."
"What?"
"Snake wants to see you."
You blinked before it hit you.
"Tell her I've taken flight."
"Okay...."
"And puppy?"
"Yes Baby?"
"Don't let her see you cry."
You hung up as you walked out of the room you were in. Your target would live to see another day.
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Breanna winced as she was dragged from the bed and dropped on the floor. The wood stung and she wanted nothing more than for you to walk through that door.
"Up. Pull anything funny and I beat you. Got it?"
Breanna nodded and stood before walking.
"You know, there's nothing stopping me from killing you. It would destroy her."
Breanna swallowed as the woman only known as Snake led her to the study.
"She would go crazy. Her one weakness."
"Why are you doing this?"
"Because I want her dead and so do my higher ups."
Breanna turned and groaned as she was pistol whipped. She cried out as the blows came over and over again to her body.
"CLAIRE!"
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You walked into the house and gripped your gun right. You saw the light from your study but you took no chances as you slowly made your way, gun drawn and ready to shoot.
"Took you long enough."
You glared at Snake before your eyes landed on Breanna. She sat at her feet, face bruised and tears running down her face.
"You hurt her."
"Well, I can't leave your puppy in one piece."
You walked over and stopped right in front of them.
"Kill me."
"No!"
"Puppy. Shut up."
"She can't! She can't kill you! Please-"
Snake raised her hand and you grabbed it.
"Hit her again and I rip you apart."
Snake smirked and stood.
"Why'd you leave me? I knew your life and I understood. She doesn't."
Breanna looked up, confused. Leave?
"Samantha you and I both know that we would never work. Different families, different ideals. You kill for fun- it's a job for me."
Samantha frowned before pouting.
"I should kill her."
"And you do that and I kill you before you even get a chance to relish in it."
Breanna whimpered and you looked down at her.
"Dry your eyes pup."
Breanna nodded and wiped her face.
"Leave Samantha. You and I are done for."
"This isn't over."
"It is."
Samantha kissed you before walking off. You knelt and hugged Breanna close to you. She clung to you and sobbed as you whispered reassuring words to her.
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Breanna awoke to see you sitting next to her and her under the covers. She saw you had bandaged her wounds.
"I am now on 'desk duty'."
"What does that mean?"
"You no longer need to worry about me working. I'm done."
"Why? I thought-"
"I may love my job but I love you more. Breanna I would kill for you. All you would have to do is just ask."
Breanna placed her head on your thigh. She closed her eyes as she felt your fingers run through her hair.
You smiled at her before frowning.
"Puppy you don't know how much I would kill anyone who dared looked at you the wrong way."
Breanna swallowed before grabbing your hand and kissing it.
"I love you."
"I love you too puppy."