Babs: Before The New Gallagher Girls (fan fiction)

Prologue or Chapter One

In the end it didn't matter. I was going to die. No matter which way I turned, there were guards. They hadn't seen me yet but it was likely they would soon.

Some where in my brain I knew it was a suicide mission. A mission that I wouldn't return from. But I, Babs Kavanagh, had to get my dad out of here. I had already lost my mum to "things I wouldn't understand" when I was nine. I wasn't going to loose my dad. I had grown up watching things like this happen. If I turned back now I might be able to get out of here. But that was never going to happen. I reached my hand around to the back of my jeans to make sure that the gun was still there and clenched onto flesh. I turned around ready for a fight but only saw Connor Parrot.

"Hey, suicidy." He whispered "what have we got?" He asked the question like 'he' was going to be part of the invasion.

"Um, we," I said putting emphasis on the 'we' "have nothing. I have six guards ahead, four guards at 10 o'clock and four guards at two o'clock."

"You do realise there all paedophiles, right?" He asked

"No they aren't," I said "they work for the mafia.

"Shut up they are peds." He said.

"Aha" I said and I was beginning to feel very, anxious. 'Its going to be fine, just fine' I told myself. I reached around to the back of my jeans and this time found my guns. I pulled them out and put one in each hand.

"I am coming, you realise?" Said Connor "I don't give a half a care about your principles, he's pretty damn close to my dad too." He said, and he was right. When Connors dad died and my mum died, our remaining parents moved in together.

"Fine," I said rather annoyed that I had been proven wrong. "You got a gun?

"Yeah I have two. What's the plan?"

"You take one side, I'll take the other. If we can kill both sides then we can attack the middle and we may have a chance of escape." I say. I have no idea when I thought of the plan but I have a feeling that it could work, the only problem is that group in the middle. I guess if we run then we can get out if here but...

"You ready?" He asks me

"When will I ever be ready to shoot people from behind?" I ask

"Point taken. 3-2-1 now." He says I run forward and shoot. I try to put my shots in sync with Connors so that it only sounds like one gun but it's hard so I give up. All the guards on my side are dead and I have 7 bullets left. I hide behind a create and reload. I here someone coming so I duck down. Connor runs past me.

"Connor." I whisper. He turns around and sees me.

"Alright I think we are clear." He says

"What about the six in the centre?" I ask

"They are cowards. Saw one of them get shot and the rest fled." He says "you got an escape route?" He asks "because I know that you don't expect to get out of here but at least one of us will need to get you dad out." He said.

"Improvisation?" I say "I don't know." I admit "let's find him first and maybe there's a back door or something."

"That's likely." He mutters

We walk down the passage way. About 20 meters down there are another four guards. I wrap my fingers around my guns. The metal is warm from where I've been holding it but the rest is cool. I raise both my arms and Connor raises his. 3-2-1 i look away and shoot. I'm coming here to stop my father being murdered but I've already killed about a dozen people.

"Come on," he says "let's go."

"Connor," I whisper fighting back tears "we killed them." I say "we killed these people. They probably had families, sisters, brothers-" I burst into tears and he wraps his arms around me.