Partner In Crime

Chapter Two

The duo both climbed into the van, before slamming the door shut, dramatically in Olivia's case.
"Another job well done to us!" Olivia grinned, throwing a slim arm around Luke's shoulders who smiled half heartedly.
  There was a comfortable silence inside the van, all three teens relaxed and smiling. Luke, hesitantly, removes both his rucksack and balaclava, resting them in the lether seat beside him. Allowing himself to be engulfed by the silence that they were all in.
They were around forty minutes away from the crime scene they had created, Olivia resting her head upon Luke, her eyes falling shut as soon as they both made contact.
  "Hey.. Ethan?" Luke whispers, resting a hand on the red locks of hair atop of Olivia's head, "Do you ever imagine what it would be like now? Just being normal teenagers, in a normal street?"
    "Look, I know you want the best for Liv; but she feels happy and y'know, joy. We all know ever since we started this, she's been more excited and hyper," Ethan replies, making turn with the spin of the steering wheel, "Anyway, we're running out of places to hide. Soon we will need to move out to London," He mutters, squinting far ahead.
  "Wait what? I thought she was joking about London? We can't rob a place like Kensington, we nearly got caught in a convenience store!" Luke argues, giving a small glance to Olivia resting on his clothed freckled shoulder. A small shrug was visible from the driver seat.
  "Luke, all I'm saying is that one last heist and we're off to Chicago! Y'know it would be great! No more hiding in attics and basements, and Olivia can finally find Mia," The blonde suggests, a cheeky smile thrown at Luke as he spun round to face him.
  The mediterranean looking teen frowns in response, shaking his head in disapproval, "Whatever, keep your eyes on the road, I don't want our guts and limbs being thrown everywhere if you crash," Luke warns, gripping a tight hold around Olivia's figure.
  "Yeah, I know romeo.. You don't want you're princess getting hurt," Ethan teases, turning back to face the drlnt view.

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Olivia's head lifted from its previous position, her emerald green eyes glimmering in the light as they flickered to look at Luke.
  "Hey, Luke.. wake up.." She whispered, using her fingers to poke the sleeping figure. Giving up on the heavy sleeper, she unbuckled the seat belt holding her in place, climbing forward to witness the sleeping sandy haired male, the grey hoodie oversized, hood covering half of his also tanned face.
  "Hm, it should be morning by now at least," Olivia questions, trying her best to see out the tinted van windows which were blocking out all possible light. Sighing, she turns back to Luke, sitting back beside him, "I may as well check the goods from last night," Olivia boredly tells herself, reaching behind into the floor of the car, pulling out the rucksack full of money and jewelry, clinking together as she lifted it into her lap, unzipping the pockets and dipping her hand inside. Her fingers curled around some sort of sphere that had a smooth texture. Confused, she fished out the ball-like object observing it quizically.
   "What the..? I don't remember picking this up from anywhere.." Olivia says, trying her best to match it up with anything else she'd seen before, "Odd... " She murmers, giving Luke a small shove to awake him.

  He shot up, looking around frantically at the sudden push, "Jesus christ Olivia..!" Luke sighs, laying back into the chair as he tried to relax himself again.

  "Oh be quiet and look, I found this in one of the bags. I don't remember picking it up so I was wondering if you did?" Olivia questions, turning her attention back to Luke himself. He shook his head in reply, looking around the car tiredly.
  "Is Ethan asleep..?" Luke asks, leaning forward to get a better look at his figure. Olivia smiles warmly with a nod.
  "Yeah, I'm guessing he was up for ages while he was driving, he hasn't even moved from how he is now.." Olivia replies, wrapping her arms around Luke's neck warmly, "I still don't understand why you brought him.. I mean, you are so worried about him all the time, wouldn't he be more safe with your step dad..?"
  Luke replies shaking his head, "I would never leave him with 'That'," Luke mutters angrily at the memories flooding in. "He wasn't anything like a father figure to either of us, he wouldn't even feed us sometimes or let us out for days. I would never let him do that Ethan and expect him to go through it," He frowns, looking back at Olivia, "I will keep both of you safe, I may not be the strongest of us all but I would never let anything happen to either of you."
  A small smile erupts on Olivia's face, her hug tightening in a friendly manner, "I know you would.. And Ethan knows you would.." They stared at eachother for a second, Luke's face heating up after the long few seconds, "Aww! Luke you're so cute!" Olivia exclaims in a hush, nuzzling her nose into the back of Luke's neck, his dark hair curled at the base where his neck and shoulder meet.
  Loud, earpiercing shrieks set off, cars scraping the gravel and dirt. The trio jumped in shock and confusion, Ethan leaping to roll the window of the passenger door an inch to peek outside, "Crap! They've got us!" He hisses, watching the scene outside. Both Luke and Olivia nod, reaching down the many bags beneath the chairs. Olivia handed one over to Ethan as he reaches out, his eyes still fixed outside informing the other teens, "Go out the left! They've surrounded the right!" Ethan confirmed, leaping back to the driver seat, taking ahold of any last valubles and belongings as he slowly opened the door. Luke done the same, crawling onto the dirt of the floor with Olivia following behind.
  With Olivia carrying two bags, Luke reached beneath the van carefully, moving a rustic metal plate out of place. Once his hand became once again visible, he had a gun at hand. A glock 19 to be exact. Olivias freckled face lit up. And so did Ethan's.
  "You two see about that grid," Luke ordered,indicating towards a grid a few feet away while loading the gun up and flicking off the saftey. The gravel soon came to a silence, alerting the group that whatever police that were in that car have stopped.
  Olivia had lifted the grid quickly, throwing a stone the size of her palm down, checking the depth.
  "Come out with your hands up! If you have any weapons, please drop them immediately!" The police's voices rang through the megaphone, giving directions and orders.
   Luke stood up and aimed his gun carefully forward, a wicked smile plastered on his tan face, "Sir! Please put down your weapon and surrounder!"
   With the tilt of his head, arrogant laughter erupted from his lips as he glared forward,

"As if I would hand her over.."