Im not a hooker

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I wake up in a hospital room. I look down and see that I only have a couple scrapes and bruises. I must not have gotten far enough from the blast radius of the bomb.

I go to sit up and comb my fingers through my hair when I notice my hand is, well, handcuffed and not in a good way.

Great. Just great. That's what I get for staying 5 seconds longer than I needed, just to warn those bozos.

I look down at my fingers and see that they are all black. They processed my prints. Probably faxed them to the state police. They won't get much though. They probably think I'm just some hooker that was working the neighborhood.

All of a sudden I hear talking.

Wait why am I hearing Elliot's beautiful, gruff, sexy voice? Am I dead? Have I gone to heaven?- Probably not...Thanks voice in my head. I feel the love.

"They printed us 20 minutes ago." Thank you Elliot, you are now my source of information. He continues saying, "so unless we get out of here in the next 10 minutes, we all go to jail."

His voice gets so deep when he is angry- Remmy! Now is not the time to get turned on. Calm down!

I really need to get out of here. I'm gonna go crazy.

I pull out a bobby pin I had in my hair and start picking the handcuffs.

-Author's P.O.V-

"Nate, I can take these cops." Says Elliot.

"Don't you dare! You will just ruin my exit plan!" Parker yells.

"Hold up. That chick that was with us in the building, does anyone have any idea who she was? I mean she must know who we are and what we do, she said she wanted to bang Elliot for lords sake! I mean did she not see me standing there?! I think I look pretty good today!" Hardison exclaims.

Elliot scoffs.

"Your just jealous she thought I was hot and not you. Stop being a sore loser."

"Hey! I did not lose! And of course I'm jealous! Did you not see her?! I haven't seen legs that sexy since-"

"Your computer screen?" Interrupts Elliot while Hardison rants about the mystery woman.

Parker rolls her eyes at this and continues pacing, something about her was familiar to her but she can't put her finger on it. She didn't see the woman's face very clearly.

"Wait! She is the woman from the security post the night of the heist! I didn't see her face clearly but her body is hard to forget!" Parker says with a huge smile on her face like she just figured out the real reason the titanic sunk.

Hardison gives her a weird look after he hears Parker say the part about the woman's body. 

Should I be worried that Parker is a possible lesbian?...... Nahhh.

"Now why would she be there...unless Victor hired her to step in if the job got a little rocky..." Nate says, thinking out loud.

"Do you think she is in the hospital too?" Asks Parker.

"I don't know...but we have to get her out of here if she is cause she might have some answers." Nate says, "but we have to get out of here first. Parker, I need a phone."

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