Enemies And Lovers?
They fight all the time, teeth and nails. How can it be that their also irreversibly in love with the other, not that they'd admit that.
She was Lloyds Sushine, but she was also his Headache.
His Lethal Woman!
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Flying in on a helicopter they arrived at Zbrka Castle in Croatia, a literal castle that was hid on the edge by the sea, miles away from society.
In the time they'd arrived Lloyd had woken up from the sleeping darts and Gwen had successfully changed her lock screen to the picture she'd took of Lloyd knocked out with the dart in his ass, not that Lloyd knew yet.
The two were now walking, in Lloyd's case limping, by the beautifully architected outdoors of the castle, Fitz being led in, in front of them.
Walking in the doors Fitz was led up stairs to be locked away in a room until they needed him while Lloyd and Gwen turned into one of the living rooms.
"Is that Donald Fitzroy?", Suzanne asked, popping out from one of the doors.
Both Lloyd and Gwen groaned at the sight of the woman, the two having a hatred for her in common.
"Yep!", Gwen popped the 'p', hoping Suzanne would leave them alone for at least five minutes so they could have time to think.
"What the hell are you two doing?", she now joined their pace, walking with them.
"Suzanne! Long time", Lloyd greeted. "If i'm honest, I like your old haircut. Where you didn't look like a bitch", he skipped the pleasantries, Gwen snorting as she tried to hold in her laugh at his words.
"We did not give you two permission to kidnap former CIA personnel and their family members", Suzanne hissed at them. "You've been hired by the agency to recover-"
"To do you job because you couldn't", Lloyd put it into plain words.
Making himself a coffee at the small set up that was in the corner of the living room, having an array of snacks and a hot water dispenser for tea and coffee.
"Want one?", he turned to Gwen briefly who shook her head at his offer. "Can someone get me a Vicodin, please?", Lloyd then turned to the vast amount of workers that were set up around the building.
"Well, because you asked so nicely...", Gwen trailed off as she reached into her bra, moving her fingers around for the bottle of pain meds she usually kept in there.
She got a strange look from Lloyd who was waiting for her to finish what she was saying, not at all minding as she had her suit pulled out so she could look through her bra, tipping himself slightly forward to try get a peak.
Suzanne gave a disgusted look to Lloyds behavior and then gave a weirded out one to Gwen as she watched the blonde woman root around in her bra.
"What? It's great for storage when you don't have pockets", Gwen shrugged like it was normal, which it was, Suzanne was just such a pride.
"They can hold quite the weight", Lloyd agreed his eyes still looking down Gwen's suit.
"Must've lost them, sorry", Gwen pouted at Lloyd as she removed her hands from inside her suit, the pain meds she kept on her must've slipped out when she was fighting.
"Pumpki-"
"So where is Six?", Suzanne slammed her hand on the table, having enough of the twos bullshit, cutting whatever moment they were about to have off.
"Where we want him", Lloyd turned back to his coffee making and stirred the hot water into his coffee.
"In the wind?", Suzanne scoffed.
"On the run, scared shirtless", Lloyd reworded, raising his voice as his blood began to boil, and not in a way he liked.
"This is ten years of my work on the line", Suzanne threw her arm onto the table know, trying to get either of them to just look at her.
Her hissy fit got a reaction out of them, Gwen taking the coffee from Lloyds hands as Lloyd swinging his arm out and throwing all the snacks that were on the set up table onto the floor in one arm swipe, them clattering and smashing.
"We are your only prayer of getting that drive back", Lloyd snarled angrily, staring her down as he looked down on her. "Because we can do everything the agency can't."
"You know all those rules you guys are always trying to work your way around?", Gwen threw out, raising her brow at Suzanne questioningly.
Staring down Suzanne as she took a sip of Lloyds coffee, groaning at the bitter taste as she reached over and took two sugars, plopping them into the coffee.
"They don't mean dick to us!", Lloyd continued Gwen's sentence, having not noticed her putting the two sugars into his coffee....or the third and fourth she continued to put in after it was still too bitter.
"So unless you want our names spilled across every news alert, on every phone in every pocket on Earth, shut up and go sit in the corner!", he finished in a yell, his face tinting red before he took deep breaths, calming himself down as he put both hands on the table.
"Oh, how bout that?", he took the bottle of Vicodin that sat on the table beside the tea and coffee, taking it in his hand.
Holding his arm out to Gwen she took it and wrapped hers around his, handing him the coffee to take in his free hand as they began to walk out, Lloyd once again limping.
"Forget about the Vicodin", Lloyd then said to the workers, shaking the tub he had, taking a sip of his coffee which was now too sweet, groaning as he turned to Gwen.
"Seriously Cupcake?", he questioned, putting the coffee down onto a table, knowing he wouldn't drink it and neither would Gwen who doesn't even like coffee.
"Why are you walking like that?", Suzanne called to Lloyd, noticing his limp, causing Lloyd to huff angrily as she once again interrupted his time with Gwen.
