Regrets

Sing A Song

1976

"You're John Conti's sister?" Barney asked, a shocked expression on his face.

Alexandra shrugged nonchalantly. "Yeah," she confirmed, "Why is that such a shocker?"

"For one thing, you two look nothing alike," Tool commented.

Even Barney gave his friend a weird look. "Not all siblings look alike, Tool."

Tool shrugged. "A lot do. You, Brandon and Bea all do."

"Just cause we do doesn't mean that all siblings look alike. With some it's obvious, with some you'd never be able to tell unless they told you so."

Alexandra rolled her eyes. "Are you two done?" she asked, "And I don't see what the big deal about who my brother is."

Neither Barney or Tool were expecting that fact that the girl they'd be with would be the little sister of the man helping them all. The fact that a girl was becoming a mercenary was a bit strange in itself-at least in the year 1976. It just wasn't something that was a normal thing to see- well, neither was seeing a mercenary in general if one was a civilian- but if you were a mercenary, it wasn't very common at all to see a female in the same profession.

The fact that the female in front of them was becoming a mercenary, and that her brother was the contact at the moment in the business- it was a bit overwhelming. Were they supposed to treat her some different way? Were they supposed to do better than they originally would? Was she there to test them, then report back to her brother about what they did? It was a bit suspicious and nerve-wracking, cause one can never be too sure.

"It's a huge deal," Tool disagreed with her.

Alexandra crossed her arms over her chest. "And why is it such a huge deal, exactly?" she asked, unimpressed.

"Cause you're his sister," Barney insisted, "And for all we know, he could've sent you here to test us."

She scoffed. "Trust me, that's not why I'm here."

"Then why?"

"Cause he doesn't like the fact that I'm even doin' this. So he sent me down here cause he already did you background checks and trusts me with you two. You two happy now?"

Both men remained silent at her remark.

Alexandra nodded. "You know, you two really should learn when and when not to get so curious about things," she suggested, then began to walk out the building, calling to them without looking at them, "That could cost you two your lives in this game." And then she was gone.

"Did she just refer to this as a game?" Tool asked incredulously.

"We should be more careful with her," Barney warned his friend, "Cause her brother's gonna ask questions. And if she tells him anythin' he don't like, we'll be out on our asses."

"No shit, Sherlock."

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Later on, once everyone was a bit more calm, they all regrouped. John had called the group to make sure the three were all there, as well as to inform the group that he'd be in town the following day. Over the phone, he also informed the group that, because they'd all be working together, they should take some time to all get to know each other a bit more. That they should all go out that night and do something fun together. He suggested they do this even once he arrived, but to still do it that night.

"So what should we do?" Tool asked the two as he drove through New Orleans.

"What do people in New Orleans do for fun?" Alexandra asked curiously.