Beasts Of Pennsylvania - | The Nature of the Beast |

16.

"They should've told me where we were going, Vic! You don't wear this to a club." Davina said, gesturing to her clothing. Both Davina and Victor stood at the back of the organization's van. They went with three other agents while the rest remained at the bed and breakfast. Before Davina arrived in Philidelphia and started going on the field with Victor, it was both Victor and Rick who always went as a pair. Rick was the only person Victor trusted completely on the field. After what happened with Victor's ex-wife and Victor became in charge, he fired him. He didn't have a partner for several months until after Davina came along. She was originally hesitant to be trained as an assassin. She knew how to work a hand-held gun, but that was about it. Victor taught her everything she needed to know. And now, she was one of the best shooters he had met in all of his life. He trusted her completely on the field.

"Looks fine to me." Victor said, not even glancing in her direction as he checked the barrel of his gun. Davina sighed, knowing he paid no mind to what she had said, before they entered the car and headed into the city. Davina and Victor managed to enter one of the office buildings across the club and made their way up to the roof.

"I still don't get how the maintenance card ever works. I mean, I'm not even dressed to work as a maintenance worker." Davina said as she slowly walked with her back hunched over to keep from being seen by the bodyguards standing outside of the club.

"And I am?" Victor asked, slightly turning back to her. Davina quirked a brow at him before nodding. Victor shook his head at her before they made it to the ledge of the roof and hid behind it. They laid on their sides facing each other, waiting for a response from the agents lurking around the outside of the club.

"Oh, I don't need to have a whole safe sex talk with you, do I?" Victor asked as he loaded up his gun in case of an emergency. Davina sighed.

"God, Vic. I had an adult life before coming here, you know? Much sooner than others can say they had." Davina replied. Unfortunately for Davina, with the life she led in the past, she was forced to grow up too quickly. She laid there for a moment, trying not to remember that life.

"Hey, I am just checking. You're.. like a daughter to me." Victor said hesitantly, making Davina stop loading her gun and look up at Victor. "All of you are like my kids. I practically raised the others since Vincent wasn't much of a caretaker, more of a bank for them. And you, well, you came along and fit right in with out dysfunctional family." Victor continued. Davina tried to act like she didn't care, but found it difficult to do Her heart melted at his confession.

"And of all of them... Dean?" Victor finally asked the question that had been irking him.

"Why do you say it like that?! You know him better than the other two!" Davina exclaimed as she lightly hit his shoulder.

"Well, yeah, but he's not the very loving type. Jackson and Charlie seem much more like it. Although, please not Charlie. Never Charlie." Victor replied.

"Neither of us did it out of love. We don't even care much for one another. And I completely agree, never Charlie" Davina said followed by a laugh, making Victor smile at her. The sound of struggling caught their attention, making them peer over the edge to find one of their agents currently being choked out. Davina sighed as she rested her gun up on the ledge of the roof.

"We really need better agents out on the field." Davina said. Victor held out his arm in front of her, shaking his head.

"Need something more quiet." Victor replied. Davina sighed as she pulled her bow out from her backpack. She did the same and rested it on the ledge before shooting an arrow at the man. Victor then clicked on a device in his hand with a mic inside, turning it on before speaking.