Hell On Wheels

“Is this the Teller girl?” he asked, she nodded and smiled
“It is” Patterson told him, closing your eyes you mumbled
“Shit” him still smiling at you, he pulled a knife from his pants and walked over to you
“Your brother, little girl. Put you in some very serious danger, do you know that?” he asked as he placed the knife to your throat.
Trying to keep yourself calm, you fiddled with the cheap handcuffs that they used on you.
“So when you see your brother, you can thank him” he smiled at you. Continuing to mess with the handcuffs.
He reared his hand back with the knife coming down with it, using all of the strength you have you kicked him as hard as you could in the crotch. Him bending over to hold his aching parts you pulled your hands free of the handcuffs and grabbed the knife from him.
Patterson just stood there wide eyed, scared to death.
“I’m a Teller, you should have known to use better handcuffs” You smiled at her, Brogan stood up and started after you.
As he reached you he was met in the stomach with the knife he had brought. Gasping for air, eyes wide, blood spilling from his mouth you could see the life leaving his body.
“Thats for thinking you could kill a Teller” you said, twisting the knife in his stomach and yanking it up making sure that even if paramedics got to him they couldn't save him.

Watching him fall to the ground, you smiled at your victory.
“Put the knife down, hands above your head” You heard one of Patterson’s officers tell you
Doing as told, you dropped the knife and put your hands up.
“Shoot her” Patterson demanded her officer, both of you just looked at her
“I said shoot her” she said again, he took his aim and pressed his finger on the trigger.

One shot, two shots, three shots, four shots, five shots, they continued. Throwing yourself on the ground trying to stay out of the cross fire, you saw Patterson's officer on the ground with a bullet in his head.
“Get up” someone told you, you looked up to see a female officer above you. You did as told, and stood.
“Lieutenant Jarry” she said,
“Okay, are you here to play hero or something?” You asked, waiting for her to go bad cop on you
“Nope” she smiled at you
“Then what do you want” You questioned her
“I did you a favor, now I want one in return” he said
“What kind of favor?” You gave her a confused look
“Tell Filip to give me another chance” she smiled at you
“I cant do that, they will kill me if they find me” You told her, she didn't quite understand
“Please, i'll do anything. Whatever you want” She begged
“I'll ask, but i'm not going anywhere near them. And I want to kill HER” you pointed at Patterson
“Myself, and I want mine and one other person's name cleared of any APB’s or warrants” You told her what you wanted
“I can make that happen” She smiled, reaching behind her back she pulled out a gun, digging into her pocket she pulled out a glove and handed it to you.
You put it on as she handed you the gun right after, taking a look at it. You noticed it was the same kind the club use.
“No numbers, no prints. All the blame put on IRA” She smiled at you, you smiled back at her.
Making sure the gun was loaded, you look aim and fired. Taking the gun and placing it in Brogan’s hand, you turned to the Lieutenant.
“Now what?” You asked,
“Now we go to the station and I help you with the rest of that favor and then you help me with mine” She said, smiling. Why was she so obsessed with getting back with Chibs you questioned yourself.

“So who else did you want cleared?” she sat behind her desk
“Juan Ortiz” you said
“Cant happen. He’s wanted for questioning about Roosevelt” she said
“Then I cant help you with Chibs” You said back,
“Why do you want him cleared so bad?” she questioned you
“Don't worry about that, make it happen or no more Chibs for you” You threatened
“The best I can do is say that I assume he's dead from the club, and that's a maybe to get him clear” she said,
“Better start telling your boss. You don't get your end until mines done” you smirked at her

She sat at her desk on the phone, talking back and forth with someone on the phone
“Yes sir, we have reason to believe that he is deceased” She told the man on the other end of the phone
“Alright. Thank you sir” She smiled, as she hung up the phone
“All clear, both of you. Now time for my end” She said standing up.
Walking over to the door, she stuck her head out and motioned for someone.
She walked back over to her desk and sat down.
The door opened, and then shut
“(Y/N)?” You heard from behind you
“Chibs?” You questioned, you were scared to be honest with yourself.
You stood up and backed away as he walked towards you.
“Relax i'm not going to hurt you” he said with his arms open
You quickly shook your head no, not completely trusting him
“I need you to do something for me Chibs. As much as you may not want to but for me please?” You begged him before you even asked him
“Anything doll” he said, seeing the fear and desperation in your eyes
“I need you to give her another chance” You said with panic in your voice.
“That's all you want?” he questioned
“Yes” you managed to say
“Ok, fine” he said,
“Can I please go now?” you questioned her, she nodded and led you out of the room. She spoke a couple of words to another officer, you were instructed to follow them.