Where The Bullet Lands

Hit'em Right Between The Eyes

"Mary is going to kill me" Will swears under his breath laughing.

"You? I was the one who ran off" I smile. Deadshot is behind us, his cigarette hanging from his mouth.

"What is his deal with cigarettes?" Will frowns and stares at him.

"Draw a picture, it will last longer" Deadshot chuckles and shows his signature smile. Will turns away quickly.

"He isn't an alien, why don't you ask him, I'm not his keeper. He has feelings you know?" I blurt out, overwhelming Will.

"I still don't trust him" Will looks back at him and back at me.

"You trust me?" I give him an annoyed look.

"Yes" He catches on to what I'm about to say.

"And I trust him, so your trust flows though me and into him" That sounded a lot better in my head.

"Well I have kissed you, you have kissed Deadshot. So technically, by your logic, I have kissed Deadshot" He snickers.

"How did you know tha-" He cuts me off with a stare as if saying think about it. Well, he officaly confirmed I have kissed Deadshot and won the argument. Damn it. He was about to tease me about it until, like a ghost, Deadshot emerged from behind us. Will shut up quickly. I took a swig from my flask.

"Whiskey" He smiled his signature smile.

"How did you know?" I smiled and laughed.

"I'm psycic, it's one of my powers" He looked very serious. Then he began smiling. "I saw you pour it" He smiled wider. It took me a second. Wow, I'm stupid.

"So you don't have any powers?" Will chimed in.

"I am the bringer of death, for we share a single mind and body, until I am my own destoryer" He frowns. "Straight out of the prophecy itself" He takes the ciagrette out of his mouth, as if considering to throw it away, but he brings it back to his mouth.

"Sounds bad" Will is either weirded out, or sympathetic.

"My whole life sounds bad" He frowns and walks a couple feet in front of us.

"That guy is weird" Will looks at me.

"Misunderstood" I correct him.

"What do you mean?" Will turns his head.

"He has known about this crap his whole life, imagine, since birth, having someone telling you that you are destined to have a slow excruciating death. And you'll help bring the end to the world" I stare at Will.

"Not misunderstood, damaged" Will corrected me.

"We're all a little damaged aren't we?" Deadshot, who is a good ten feet in front of us, shouts to us.

"I guess he'll fit right in with Crazy back at the hotel" Will snickers.

"Something tells me otherwise" I frown.

"Pardon my language, but I want no part in helping this asshole, we can all meet at the alter separately" Mary yells. Deadshot, without protest, began to leave.

"Stop!" I yell. Everything is going to hell, Mary is yelling at Deadshot, who is trying to keep his anger, Will is in fetal position on the floor, I'm yelling at Mary. "Everyone shut up!" I yell. Everyone stops talking and looks to me.

"Mary, if you at all feel threatened by Deadshot, you can shoot him" I hand her the shotgun laying on the bed. Deadshot gives me an confused and slightly angry look.

"She has never shot a gun in her life, you can dodge and run" I whisper to him. We all sat at a dining table, discussing our plans. Mary had her gun aimed at Deadshot's head the whole time. He kept moving it off his temple, but she would immediatly hover it back into place. Each time he would sigh out of frustration. It was kind of cute.

"We need to get to Hindrex Ville, the cave is there"  Mary brought out a map. It's two states away.

"Where is Mark? Shouldn't he be in the conversation?" Will looks to me, to make sure it was okay.

"He is at the bar, I'll fill him in later" Mary frowns. Deadshot gives me signals with his eyes, he looks at me, then the door. He needs to talk to me privately, what I don't get is how. Deadshot stands up and Mary puts her finger on the trigger.

"Can I use the bathroom? Or do you want to follow me there too?' He frowns and puts his hands up like he is surrendering. He walks out and gives me a final glance.

"I'm going to go talk to Mark, I can't run away from my past" I smile at Will, rembering that's what he told me. I walk towards where my Dad is and as soon as they look away I head for the door. I go around back to where the outhouse is. I knock on the bathroom door and it flies open. Who ever it is throws their arms around me.

"I thought you would never come, it smells like shit in there" He realeses me.

"I needed to talk to you about Mary" He says quickly.

"What is it?" I shake my head. He puts his finger over his mouth telling me to shush up. In the distance I can hear talking.

"Yes officer two criminals are seeking refuge in the bathroom" It sounded like a girl.

"And what are their names, young lady?" The sheriff sounds like he doesn't believe her.

"Deadshot and Annie Winchester"

"How do you know this?"

"This really smart girl said so" The girl said stupidly.

"Shit" Deadshot whispers. He looks around to find somehwere to run, if we tried they'd see us. "I have an idea". He grabs me by the shoulder and pulls me into the condensed bathroom. He grabs my face and pulls it close to him, we began to kiss desperatly, our lives literally depended on it. The sheriff open the door.

"Oh, ew" He has a disgusted look on his face.

"Oh Beth" Deadshot moans out.

"Johnny" I nearly laughed at how stupid I sounded.

"Get out of here" The sheriff ushers us out. "Go home" He looks disgusted. Deadshot squeezes my ass in eyeshot of the sheriff. "I should arrest you two for public indecency" He acts like he is about to hurl. "Beth" and "Johnny" go seperate ways. We meet next to the bar door.

"I'd hate to of just stopped right while we were in the middle of something, maybe later?" He smiled his signature smile. I couldn't tell if he was joking or not, but I would be okay with either one."I was trying to say earlier that I think Mary is screwing your dad, and i think she is trying to get us aressted but i guess it's a little late for that"

He walks straight to our table and I walk towards Mark. I stand behind him for a minute before I head back to the table.