Enemies On The Mission [b.barnes]

Part 6 - Blood Bath

Marcella's POV

At around 5 I walk back through the hotel doors and make my way back to our room. I reach the door and use the key card to get in.

James is laying on the bed with his upper half leaning against the headboard, he looks up when he hears me come in.

"Hey asshole, you've not just been laying down all day have you?" I ask as I close the door.

"No Doll, I was doing something actually useful for us while you were just out prancing around town." Why's he always call me that. Doll.

I walk over and sit crisscross on the end of the bed next to him. James's taking up all the room with his big ass body so I tickle the back of his knee to get him to move over. He doesn't laugh or move, he just looks pissed off at me.

I sigh, "And what is this 'oh so useful' thing Barnes?"

"I've found the location of the marina we have to go to tonight. I organised one of Fury's men to drive us, it's about 20 minutes away. He's coming to pick us up in 10 minutes so we'll be able to scope out the area before the Silencer's men arrive at 6:30."

"10 minutes? James what if I wasn't back in time!"

"I was kind of hoping for that actually, I could have gone myself," he says. I go to slap him on the thigh, but he catches my hand before I can.

"I'm serious James," I say glaring at him, but his warm hand is still keeping a firm grip on my cold one. It makes me flush and I try to tug it back but he doesn't let go.

"So am I," he replies.

"Let go of my hand."

"Your not going to hit me again are you, brat?"

"Only if you keep being a dick." He lets go of my hand and the sudden loss of warmth makes me shiver slightly. "Give me your phone. I'm putting my number in so you can tell me things like this," I demand and get up to look for his phone.

"I have your number already," he says. What?

I look at him for a moment to see if he's joking or not, "What do you mean you have it already, Barnes?" I ask. I've never given it to him.

"I mean I have it already," he says. I give him a pointed look and he rolls his eyes and stands up too, "I found it a couple years ago after you fucking broke into my office."

"You found me?" I ask.

"Go get ready Marcella, we have to go down to the lobby in 10 minutes." He pushes past me ignoring my question.

If he got my number I know he found my location too. If he really did think I was snooping in his office he would have at least tried to kill me.

Yes, I've seen him a few times since that day but it was never expected. If he had my location he would have had time to plan how to kill me. So why didn't he?

I turn around to ask him about it but he's already locked himself in the bathroom. I'll question him on it later, it's not like I really care about anything James Barnes does.

I take the gun and knife cases out of the black box and set them on the bed along with the first aid kit.

Walking over to my suitcase I pull out a tight fitting black T-shirt and some straps that can hold the weapons to my body. I put them on then I begin fitting some of the knives into the straps.

James walks out of the bathroom as I'm opening the gun case, he seems to be doing the same as me because he gets his own straps from his bag.

He walks up behind me while I'm taking one of the black pistols out of its holder and fixing it to my belt.