Beautiful Crime ※ DogNut

four

Adelaide was sat on the cold floor of the museum, watching the door of the storeroom Frédérique had been locked inside. She'd sat there for almost an hour, her eyes completely fixated on the door. If Frédérique escaped, Adelaide would be the first line of defence against her and would stop at nothing to protect her people – even if that meant killing her.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Brooke sitting down beside her, their knees touching as Brooke moved closer to her. Adelaide didn't look at Brooke, her eyes still fixed on the door, completely unmoving.

"How's Froggie?" Adelaide asked finally, licking her lips slowly.

Brooke shrugged, looking between Adelaide and the door. "He's okay.... He's still pretty shaken up but he's okay. He'll have a pretty nasty bruise but that's about it."

Adelaide nodded once, relieved that he wasn't too badly hurt. "We can't let this happen again; she's too dangerous. We have to do something."

"What do you propose we do?"

"I don't know, I'll have to ask Jordan or Ed, when he gets back."

Just as Adelaide finished that sentence, the sound of an argument came through the halls, causing both girls to turn towards the sound and stand up. They looked at each other once before walking towards the sounds of the argument.

Adelaide saw the new arrivals along with Ed (who frankly had seen better days). She noticed one of them staring at her; his dark – almost black hair – made him stand out from the crowd. She would've called him handsome but there was something that didn't seem quite right with him. Adelaide narrowed her eyes at the new arrivals. "I'm sorry, but who the fuck are you?"

"David King, but you can call me your future husband," David almost smirked at her, taking her hand and pressing a gentle kiss to the top of it.

Adelaide looked at David for a moment before she reached across and slapped him across the face, the sound of the slap echoing through the room, causing the entire room to stare at Adelaide who shrugged her shoulders. "Act like a bitch, get slapped like a bitch."

David massaged his cheek which hurt from the slap but that didn't stop the smirk from coming onto his lips once again. "You're a feisty one, aren't you?"

Adelaide almost growled under her breath as she tried to get another hit in but Jordan stepped between her and David, but even that didn't stop her from trying. In the end, Jordan had to wrap his arms tightly around her and physically remove her from the room, kicking and screaming the entire way. She was placed in her room with the door slammed shut behind her, allowing her to calm down.

An hour later; Adelaide sat on her bed, cross-legged and staring at her hands. She'd calmed down by that point but she still wanted to smash that stupid grin off David's face until her knuckles bled and his face was unrecognisable. It was kind of fucked up, but that was just how she felt.

Her door opened, causing her to stand up from her bed, expecting it to be DogNut but relaxed when it turned out to be Jordan. She noticed he looked tense as he slowly closed the door behind him, whatever he was going to say, it wasn't going to be good news.

Adelaide slowly walked towards him, unsure of how she should react around him. "What's wrong?" She asked, her eyebrows fusing together. She noticed he was holding something in his hands but she didn't ask about it, thinking that it had nothing to do with her.

Jordan sighed heavily, rubbing his eyes with his fingers. "There's a fire heading our way... most of us are evacuating and going over the bridge to be safe, I've arranged for you to go as well."

"What about you?"

"A captain doesn't abandon his ship."

Adelaide didn't say anything as she nodded, understanding why Jordan would want to stay behind.

Before she could speak up again, Jordan handed Adelaide a machine gun and a small box of ammunition. "You've earned it, shorty."

Adelaide held the gun and the ammunition for a minute before she placed them on her bed. She smiled as she forced back her tears and she gave Jordan a tight hug, her eyes shutting tightly. "May we meet again."

Jordan didn't say anything as he hugged Adelaide back, his chin resting on the top of her head before pressing a kiss to the side of her forehead. "We will, I promise you that we'll see each other again. But you need to pack up your things, everyone's going to be leaving soon."

Adelaide nodded slowly, releasing him from her grasp and he left the room, once again closing the door behind him. Once he left, Adelaide fell back onto her bed and looked around her room. Something was telling her that this would be the last time she would be in that room – or at least for a while. She felt like crying, crawling up into a small ball on her bed and just crying until there were no tears left.

But she didn't.

Instead of crying, Adelaide forced herself off her bed and began to force as many of her belongings into her large camping backpack as she could. She packed up enough clothes for about two weeks, some books she had been given by the other boys to keep her entertained and various photo albums from her house. She took one last look around her room before leaving, bringing the gun and the ammunition with her.

Once outside, she placed her belongings into the back of the truck before moving towards the front to place her gun on the chair so she could sit next to Brooke. The blonde gave her a gentle smile as she reached a hand out to Adelaide. "You ready to go?"

Adelaide looked at her hand for a moment before looking back at the museum to see DogNut outside watching the truck. "Wait!" Adelaide pushed through the small crowd to get to DogNut. When she reached him, she pressed her lips to his and kept them there for several seconds before pulling away. "Come with me," she whispered against his lips.

DogNut's jaw clenched as his eyes shut, his forehead resting against hers while his fingers tangled in her hair, his head shaking. "I can't, you know I can't. If I don't see you again, I just want you to know that I-"

"I know," Adelaide cut him off, shaking her head. "We will meet again, no matter what happens."

"I'll be waiting."

Note

Next chapter will be the last in this part – the battle at Lambeth Bridge and will be a lot longer than this chapter.

This is trash but I'm kind of in a hurry with this story because feels and I've basically finished writing the last part of this story already whoopsidoodles, well at least the opening part of it. Plus, a friend and I have brainstormed an idea for a AU to do with this story and I'll post it once I've completed this story.