Secret of the Ageless (closed for amon_darknight)

Amilee grinned at the comment about the sexy nurse outfit. "Oh, you'd like that, wouldn't you?"

They got into his Infiniti and she tucked her back away in the back seat before getting into the passenger's seat. "Oh, a car guy, are you? That's cool! Maybe you'll have to show me some of your other cars once all this is done with."

And she snickered at his next question. "How far have I gotten? You sound like a middle-school boy asking if I've ever gotten to third base," she teased, poking him playfully as he got in next to her. "Let's see. A sexy story..." She leaned back against the car, humming thoughtfully.

"Ah! I know. I was..." living in a time where sex out of wedlock was a terrible offense, "living in a pretty conservative sort of town. The kind where it's still weird for a couple to sleep together when not married. There was this guy. We'd been flirting for weeks, and he kept trying to convince me to come home with him, but I wasn't interested in having the whole town turn on me for a bit of fun, so I'd resisted, up until that point. But anyway, he found me in the local bar one night, and we were playing cards, and he kept getting more and more lewd, telling me about all the things he wanted to do... and all the while, his hands kept climbing up under my skirt under the table, stroking my thighs, teasing me mercilessly." She sighed, squirming at little just at the memory of the dirty danger it represented. If anyone had caught them, it would have been a terrible scandal. But that just made it all the more delicious. "I finally decided that I couldn't stand it anymore, after he headed home for the night. Around midnight, I broke into his house and met him in his bedroom, where he did all the things he'd been promising."
 
He grinned at her as she told her story.

"Where was this town at? Jeez was it a town of Amish people? Were you Amish?"

He was puzzled at the mention of a traditions like that, he has not heard of things like that in a long time. But her story, it was hot to hear things like that from her lips. The way she told it was very enticing. He looked to her.

"Details?"

He grinned as he got in the car and started it up.

"Come on, you leave out sexy details?"

He grinned. She knew that he was a pervert and loved hearing naughty things.

"Where did you learn how to use guns and knives, that blade you have, looks antique."

He pulled out of the parking garage and headed back in the direction they went back when they captured the driver.

"We are going to stop at grocery store so we can pick up some food and supplies, do you need cash, I have cash if you need it. No cards, no phones, in fact, take your battery out of you phone please, pagers, if you have a service plan on your tablet or Laptop which if you brought, we need to cut the connection."

He had very simple requests, he did not want to afford anyone tracking them. He still had the coms from the merc they left behind, it was a mistake to leave him there.

"Did you have a lan line at your place?"

He kept stealing glances from her, she was a real sight for sore eye.
 
Amilee laughed at his complaint that she hadn't given enough details. She wiggled her eyebrows at him and shrugged - making it seem, for a moment, like she wasn't going to continue.

"Let's see. More details, you say?" She leaned a little closer to him and lowered her voice to a sexy little purr. "Hmm. Well, we began by blindfolding me, then stripping me naked. Then he used a length of silk rope to tie my hands behind my back and he simply... touched me. He was quiet as a mouse, so I never knew where he was, what he was thinking, or what he was going to do next. All I could sense were his hands on my skin. By the time he was finished, I'd melted into a puddle and was begging to have him inside me..." She licked her lips. "Does that sound like something you'd enjoy?"

And then, just as quick, she was back to business. "Anyway. I can take the battery out of my phone. But my computer should be okay. I can't even tell you how many layers of security I've built into that thing at this point. And this?" She lifted her hand, palm facing him. When she pulled the skin taut, he could see a small chip just below the skin in the heel of her palm. "It's a credit card, but it has no connection to me. It'll read in the system as a card belonging to someone else entirely. The identity changes depending on where we are, to avoid arousing suspicion. There's no way our friend will be able to track us using this, I've made sure of that. And we'll probably need more money than what cash you can carry."
 
He grinned as she sounded like she was challanging him.

"Babe, I was a spy, I got a satchel of cash in the trunk of the car, and I have a currency that only us Assassins can get that is worth more than money."

He nodded his head as he grinned. There was a currency that only assassins could get from very rich and important people, well others could get the currency, like cleaners, people that could get new passports and other important people. That currency was worth more than gold itself. It just so happens that Ben, had a large sum of that currency, another way you got that currency was to get jobs done, kill people.

"Would I like to be tied up... depends on by who and for what reasons. If lets say you were to tie me up, I might enjoy it..."

He looked to her.

"For the right reasons though..."

He grinned.

"Or if you are talking about me tying you up... I could very much enjoy that... the things that..."

He blushed as he said that, he chuckled to himself as he felt a stirring in his manhood again.

"You know you are developing a real bad habit of get me aroused missy..."

He almost missed the exit as he turned onto the highway that took him to the desert.

"What else did you enjoy that he did to you? Or should I ask, what did you do to him? Details..."
 
"You know you are developing a real bad habit of get me aroused missy..."

Amilee laughed, looking faintly surprised. "You're the one who asked me about it! If you didn't want me to get you horny, don't ask," she answered, sticking her tongue out at him.

Then she chuckled. "Besides, you were threatening to tie me in the warehouse, after my little escape from Club Noir." Funny how he'd never asked her how she managed that. She supposed that was a good thing. It'd be difficult to explain.

With a playful smirk, she poked him in response to his last question. "Are you absolutely certain you want more details? After all, you were just complaining about how I'm getting you too aroused," she teased gently, laughing.
 
"Yes I am sure, something for the Spank Bank later."

He chuckled as he said that. He loved heard her talk, she had such a cute voice, he could listen to her for hours, and all he would be able to think about was what she sounded like when she was being pleasured, was she a screamer, or was she one of those purr girls, he knew from how much spunk she had, she had to be very active in bed. His hand was basically next to her thigh as he drove, he really wanted to touch her, but he did not want to get rejected, so he pulled back and put his hand back on the steering wheel.

"Tell me, come on."

He grinned at her as he drove.
 
"Blunt!" she teased immediately, feigning offense. "You'd really tell a lady that you intend to masturbate to the thought of her later..." Her voice turned abruptly soft and sexual, "and not invite her to join in? What kind of gentleman do you claim to be?"

She shook her head. "Nope. I won't give any more details. They're things you'll have to find out yourself by doing them to me." She winked at him, then, wondering what his imagination might do with that. It was a dangerous dare, because she knew if he kissed her or invited her into his bed, she wouldn't be able to stop herself, and she also knew that, years down the road, it might actually kill her if she had to leave him because she was immortal. But for now, she was happy to pretend this was all harmless fun, despite how close she was treading to disaster.
 
He just about choked when she told him that she wanted to join him.

"You... you what..."

He almost lost control of the car and he pulled over on the side of the road. He looked to her.

"You want to join in with me when I masturbate... serious..."

He hoped she was kidding, but from the tone of her voice, she was not. Than she told him that he would have to find out more for himself.

"Are you kidding around... there is no possible way you could want someone like me, the other night at the club, you could have had any guy in the club you wanted, and you didn't take any of them, but now you say you want me..."

He thought about the other night.

"The other night... it could have happened the other night... yet it did not..."

He looked down for a second.

"You do like to tease... I am a gentleman... and yet you bring out the raw side in me... yet you keep me in control somehow..."

He was confused. He looked to her.

"I am sorry, I just have not had anything like this in a very long time... I am having a hard time seeing it."

He scratched his head, feeling a bit embarrassed.
 
Amilee's expression softened immediately. She reached across the console to touch his hand, smiling. This. This was why flirting with him was dangerous. Because she could want a man and then discard him after she'd had her fill, but Ben was different. He could be so sexual, so confident, one moment, and then, as if a switch had been flipped, he turned into this gentle, uncertain man that she wanted to soothe and comfort more than anything.

"I'm sorry," she answered softly. "I'd be lying if I claimed to be kidding. I knew, even at the club, that if I were to pick any man in that room to take home with me that night, it would have been you. But it's... it's a bad idea. Us sleeping together, I mean. Because of what's happening, and because you're supposed to be my bodyguard or whatever..." That was a lie. She didn't give a fuck whether he was her bodyguard or not. And it was clear in her voice that it wasn't true, so instead, she grew quiet and continued. "Because, once this is over, we're probably going to go our separate ways, and I'm afraid of how much it'll hurt if I come to want you as more than just sex."
 
"You would have wanted to make me another one night stand? I think I am at least better than that?"

He looked to her. He did not want a one night stand, he wanted a companion, but how could he? What was he thinking, but there was something definitly attracting her to him, she was like a magnet, it was amazing. He has never felt this way about another, not since his wife, but after that, no one. So what was it that drew her to him so much?

"Ami..."

She was right... how was he to explain to her why he never ages, or if he was to get hurt while protecting her, why he was not hurt. What would he say?

"Ami... you do what you feel in your heart and I will do the same."

He said that and he got close to her, right in her face.

"Lets just act on what we feel... how about that?"

He could not believe what he was saying. He had to stop, but the force that was pulling him in, she could even see that he was fighting it.
 
Ami jerked her head up when he asked if she wanted him to be a one-night stand. "No! No I don't want just a one-night stand, but that's the problem. Because..."

She groaned. How could she explain how she felt without giving away too much of her secret? Tears began to form in her eyes, tears of frustration and disappointment.

"Because I know better than to think you'd stay with me forever. Everyone always comes around, eventually. Everyone always realizes I'm a freak and I deserve to be alone. And it'll hurt less when you do if I'm not already in love with you when it happens. And, the way I'm feeling about you now? The only way to stop myself from falling for you is to just avoid any kind of intimacy." Whether that would even work still remained in question. She was already feeling this strongly for him, and they hadn't even been around each other that long. Who knew how long she'd last before falling for him, even if they didn't sleep together?

"Lets just act on what we feel... how about that?"

She felt the inexorable pull, too. She fought to stop herself from getting closer to him, but she couldn't pull away, either. "I'm afraid," she admitted softly. "I'm afraid you'll leave me."
 
He did it than, he pressed his lips to hers and kissed her. He pulled back and looked to her, expecting to get slapped.

"Umm, sorry..."

He didn't know what else to say. He had to think, he stayed quiet for a minute.

"If fate has brought us together, than that is how we should take it, Ami, I feel a strong pull to you, I can't fight against it. I would never call you a freak. Ami, stop that."

He leaned in and kissed her again.

"You are a sexy and I..."

He shook his head, he held back that last part. He did not want to push it too far, it was too soon for that.
 
The kiss shocked her. It shouldn't have. She knew that. She had to have known it was coming, but still, there was a sharp intake of breath when his lips met hers, and he withdrew instantly, as if he expected anger. Instead, all she did was stare, uncertain of how to react.

I would never call you a freak. Ami, stop that.

That seemed to break her attention and she shook her head. "That's only because you know only a little bit about me. I have secrets. Ones I can't tell you. But if you're with me, you'll discover them, and I know you'll reject me for them. You can claim you won't. You wouldn't be the first. Adam swore to love me until the day he died. I got seven years out of him before he realized something was wrong. He... I was out, shopping. And when I came home, he'd taken everything. He'd taken Emily. I had no idea where." Tears began to roll down her cheeks. "I was his wife and he left me. He took my daughter. I'm sorry, but I just can't believe you when you say you wouldn't do the same thing."
 
"Tell me what secrets and I will tell you mine, lets not keep anything from each other than, secrets is what kills the relationship."

He looked to her, he savored the taste of her lips on his.

"God you taste as good as you look... amazing..."

He heard what she said, he thought about it.

"That does not make any sense... slow down..."

He saw her, she was speaking out of distress almost, he put his hands to hers.

"Calm down, relax, you need to relax, I bet your mind is going 100 mph right now, so is mine, I was married before as well, I had a son, Calispher was my boys name, Susan was my wife's name, they died... no they were murdered... by vicious people..."

He shook his head.

"I do not wish to go into it, but its okay. I am here and I want you to know its okay, I do not judge. I am the last one that can ever do that."

He smiled at her.

"You see, I am not going anywhere. He took your daughter..."

He looked to her, stunned.

"I can help you find her, we can reach out on social media, let me help you, I can do more than just protect you, I want to help you as well. Fate brought us together for a reason, you help me and I will help you..."

Two black SUVs rolled past them as he was speaking to her. They drove a bit up the road more and soon rolled to a stop, two more rolled up down the ways a bit, blocking the other side.
 
Amilee smiled, touched by his desire to help her. He couldn't know, of course, that Aaron's abandonment had happened more than 300 years ago. That both he and Emily were long dead by now, and reaching out wouldn't help. But that he wanted to help was sweet, and she found herself warming to him all over again, against her better instincts.

Only, before she could respond, she spotted the SUVs. Two were suspicious, but not so suspicious that she felt like they needed to act. Only then, her gaze caught the second two in the rearview mirror, and she realized they were boxed in.

"Shit!" Her hands went to her bag and she drew out a gun - a hefty, old-looking revolver that looked like it could pack enough punch that the recoil might break her wrist. "They're here! They found us! We need to find better cover!" Terror seized her - it wouldn't matter whether or not Ben could accept her for what she was if he wasn't going to survive until tomorrow!
 
And it was over, she said they had company and they needed cover. He had a serious look on his face.

"Jillian, defense mode."

The car started than and Ben said.

"Seat Belt, stay in the car, we are going to lose them, this car can do more than just drive. Its all wheel drive."

He than put the car into drive and he peeled out and drove off the road onto the dirt road, he drove through two lanes and headed in the direction of his safe house, he knew once he got there, he would be fine, he heard the sounds of bullets hitting the car, he spent a lot of time and money on making the cars he loved the most protective. He drove down as Jillian scanned the terrain for him and alerted him of rocks and divots in the road. He saw the images and the mirror that showed they were following him. He drove them down into the canyons.

"I am leading them into the canyons, once there I want you to drive the car and I will stay behind and draw them off you, okay... the car will tell you where to go, listen to the earpiece. Jillian HUD up."

She saw the HUD come up on the windshield. She will take care of you... I need to do what I do..."

The car was rammed than by a bigger truck, the car rolled and Ben saw everything. When the car stopped rolling he opened his eyes as he looked to Ami.

"Are you okay, listen to me... can you hear me..."

He saw blood drip into his eye. He took his seat belt off and got out of the car, he opened the door and took out his rifle he had, he than took the bag and slung it over his shoulder. He came out from behind the door and had his rifle drawn out as the SUV's pulled up, about a dozen men heavily armed all laughed, one that they captured laughed the most as he pointed Ben's own Katana at him.

Ben: "Be careful with that sword, it comes with ghosts of the past and those ghosts do not like new people... I am warning you."

He spoke softly.

"Jillian, ready smoke, Ami, in the back there are more grenades, the ones with the yellow strip are frag, when you see the smoke, if you can hear me, pull the pin and throw them through the smoke after you count to two. Throw two of them, one at your one o'clock and the other at your two, remember pull the pin count to two and than throw as hard as you can straight through the smoke, don't lob."

Ben saw them all still laughing.

Merc: "Put your gun down, I don't understand how you can be Souls, he died 15 years ago, but here you are... put your gun down and get on your stomach, hands out where we can see them, than we want that girl to come out here with her hands up, also that little USB drive she has on her, we want that too. You see that information is just as important as she is important. Don't fuck with us Souls."

Ben started to laugh, but he saw one guy come out with a RPG and aimed it at his car. Ben spit and spoke softly.

"Ami, do not throw the grenades, they have a RPG aimed at you, don't throw them."

He sighed.

"Jillian, belay that last order, instead shoot out two flashbangs at my twelve and one o'clock and than pop smoke twenty seconds later at my 10 o'clock, is the car still able to drive."

She responded to him, telling him it was still able to drive, no major damage to the wheels or axles.

"Okay, Ami, new plan, cover your ears and close your eyes, its going to get loud and bright. Count down from 20."

He lowered his gun.

Merc: "Good, now throw your gun to the side, we don't want to shoot you."
Ben: "I am not Souls, just because I look like him, I have one of those faces. How can I be someone that died 15 years ago?"

A slot on the side of his car opened and out shot two canisters. The mercs did not even know what was going on, Ben covered his ears and closed his eyes as the flash bangs went off, he heard the mercs all scream and Ben was a bit disoriented as he moved to the car, he saw they started to fire there guns blindly and they nearly hit him as he dived inside the car.

"Ben quickly shifted the car and drove off to his 10 o'clock and than the smoke went off, he drove fast, he saw the large truck on their six though.

"Ami... are you okay... I will get us out of here, please don't worry."

He patted her on the leg as he dodged three big rocks, he drove up to the canyon and he saw the truck could not keep up with him. He made the canyon as he drove through it, he saw the truck did not follow as he pulled into a small cave that he knew was there and he pulled down the cover that disguised the hole.

"Shit... Ami... are you sure you are okay? Are you seeing double, do you feel nauseous, tired? Anything?"

He was worried about her, he got out and ran to his trunk as he got some water out and handed her a bottle.
 
Everything happened so fast.

Amilee was still reaching for her bag when the car jerked abruptly, Ben pulling off the side of the road and into the wilderness. She turned and saw the SUVs following, firing at them. The bullets seemed to ping off the side of the car - was it seriously bulletproof? She supposed she shouldn't have been surprised.

She was going to argue with Ben about trying to stay behind, but before she could say anything, one of the trucks slammed into the side of the car and sent it rolling. It hurt like a bitch, getting slammed around the way she did, and when the car finally stopped her ears were ringing and she was dizzy.

She tried to blink away her double-vision, but it wasn't going away... which was weird. And neither was the pain. Normally getting banged about hurt, but she recovered within a few seconds.

Ben was trying to speak to her, to shout commands to her, but her ears were still ringing so loudly that she couldn't hear him. What the hell was wrong with her?! She needed to be out there, she needed to be helping him! With shaking hands, she undid her seatbelt, but for some reason, she still felt like she was pinned to the seat. For fuck's sake, why wasn't she recovering?! Now, at the worst possible time, her usually inhuman recovery rate was crapping out on her! She needed to go help Ben!

She only barely heard his command about closing her eyes and covering her ears, but she couldn't quite make her hands work. Her eyes closed easily enough, but she didn't cover her ears when the flashbang went off, and all that did was sent her ears ringing even worse than before.

Funnily enough, her recovery from the flashbang only took a second or two, like it usually did. So why was she still in so much pain?

...Oh.

She looked down at her body, finally, and realized she was bleeding. Severely. There was a shard of metal, probably torn off the truck that rammed them, piercing her stomach, about halfway between her sternum and navel. She was pierced clean through, from front to back, and it was pressed against her spine, too. Deadly, for most people. And if not deadly, the severing of the spine meant that they'd be paralyzed. Amilee could recover in a few hours, unlike a regular person but it still hurt like a bitch.

But more importantly, she had to make sure Ben didn't see it. She reached down and grabbed the end of the metal bar, counted down from three, and then yanked it out, grinding her teeth against the scream of pain that threatened her. And when she opened her eyes again? Ben was standing next to her with a bottle of water. He'd seen the whole thing.
 
What Ben saw was unreal.

"Oh my god... Ami..." he saw images of his wife than, her stomach cut open and Ben stumbled back and he past out, he hit the ground and was out cold. All he could think about was Ami dying, all because he past out.

"Ami... no... don..."

He was gone than, he saw black and he could not open his eyes as he lay on the ground. He tried to force himself awake, but all he could do was rest. He saw images of his wife, his son dying all because he was a solider for the wrong side. His family died because of him.

He saw the countless people he murdered, all the killings he did for people, he was scum.

Wake up Ben... Wake up ben
 
Amilee cursed when Ben collapsed. Just what she needed - to be paralyzed temporarily from the waist down, to be bleeding like a stuck pig, and now to have her companion pass out, apparently from the sight of too much blood.

She tore her shirt off and fashioned it into a quick bandage around her stomach wound. It needed to be bound to encourage the healing process, but she didn't need much more than that to be able to heal. Now all she needed was rest. And maybe a strong drink.

But as it was, she was worried, because Ben wasn't coming to again. She couldn't stand, but she used her hands to haul herself over to where he was collapsed, and pushed him over so that he was on his back. "Ben? Ben! Wake up! Come on..."

It didn't seem to be working, and she was getting exhausted. So she gave up trying to wake him, and simple settled down next to him. She was lying on her side, facing him, with her head pillowed on his shoulder. She could feel him breathing, so that was a good thing, at least. And maybe, when he awakened, she might be able to convince him that the injury wasn't that bad... although the fact that she was now wearing only a bra instead of a shirt, and the fact that her makeshift-shirt-bandage was completely soaked in blood would probably make that difficult.

A moment later, cuddled next to him, she was fast asleep.
 
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Ben awoke sometime later to feel someone laying on him. He rubbed his eyes and did not want to get up and disturb her rest.

"Ami... wake up please, how long was I out? Damn... I don't know what happened, but I thought I saw you stabbed through the stomach."

He felt her breathing, so he knew she was still alive.

"Ami?"

He waited for her to awake, he saw it was dark outside. He was worried if she was really injured, he would have to get her to a hospital, but if they were still out there, how was that going to happen?

"Ami wake up babe."

He shifted a bit to nudge her.
 
Ami woke slowly, roused by the soft sound of Ben's voice. She moaned in protest, not ready to come out of her sleep quite yet, but his insistence drew her the rest of the way into waking, and she lifted her head to look at him.

"Ben?" She blinked slowly at him, then smiled. "You're alive! Oh, good, I thought something really bad happened to you..." She sat up a little more, testing her legs - it seemed that her spine had fixed itself, more or less, while she was asleep. So that was good. "What happened? We arrived in the cave, and when you came to check on me, you passed out."

Now was the moment of truth. Could she convince him that he hadn't seen what he had seen? That she'd really just had a few lighter cuts, instead of being pierced clear through the middle? If she couldn't, if he insisted on what he remembered, she might have to tell him what she really was... and she wasn't sure if she was ready to do that.
 
"I am fine... what the hell happened?"

He than remembered the horrific scene, he looked to her as he looked her over.

"Oh my god... are you okay. Let me see it."

He saw her bloody t-shirt.

"Ami... damn, I was careless, I should not have been all over you, should have just kept driving, I put you in danger."

The pain on his face showed clear as day.

"What do you want me to do Ami, how can I help?"

She looked fine, but he saw the blood on her shirt. But he had to be strong, he could not fail her.
 
Amilee smiled reassuringly the moment he started fretting over her. "Ben. Ben!" She caught his hands, making him stop his frantic search for injuries, and just held them, looking up at him. "I'm fine. Just a few cuts. They're not deep, and they're not even particularly painful. It just looks bad. I'm perfectly fine."

She stood, using her shirt to wipe away what was left of the blood on her torso. He caught a quick glance at the other tattoos she hadn't shown him yet, since she was only in her bra, but not long enough to really catch what they were before she went into the back of the car to get out another t-shirt to pull on.

However, when she turned back around, she wrenched her back and apparently her spine was still sensitive to such motions, because her legs gave out and she collapsed to her knees. "Oh!" She started to laugh. "I think maybe I pulled something, though. My legs can't quite take their weight right now. I'm sure I'll be fine in the morning, but until then... do you think you could help me?"
 
"Right... just cuts..."

He shook his head, why did he remember seeing her impaled than? He must have hit his head. He than remembered, how did I get knocked out? He never loses consciousness. What was happening. He looked to his hands, than he noticed her tattoos, well a part of them.

"Ami..."

He than saw her fall and he quickly scrambled to get to her so she would not fall hard, he caught her and held her in his arms.

"See what happens when you cover up, should remain undressed for me..."

He said that with a grin. He closed the door and held the bottle to her lips.

"Drink babe, don't want you getting dehydrated."

He kissed her forehead.

"We will stay in this cave for a while, rest up, we are safe here."

He stroked some of her hair from her face.

"Just rest, I will keep watch."

He smiled at her.
 
Amilee blushed when he rushed to her side to catch her like that - she wasn't used to feeling so weak. Certainly not around anyone else, at least. Then, when he lifted the bottle to her lips, she rolled her eyes and took the bottle from him, holding it on her own. "My legs are injured, not my arms. I can drink on my own, thank you very much."

But her annoyance was quelled, again, when he pressed that gentle kiss to her forehead and encouraged her to rest. She nodded, resting her head comfortably under his chin and happily cuddling close to him. "Aren't you going to need some sleep as well?" she asked, yawning. "I don't want you to lose out on your rest because you think you have to watch over me. I'll be fine..."

But before she could really do much to enforce that idea, she dropped off to sleep again, comfortable and safe in his arms.
 
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