Suicide Squad 2: Heirs And Concequences

The Long Road Home Part 3

Ginger sighed, "Alright Brianna- lets get some work done now." Brianna frowned, "What?" Ginger cast her brown gaze to her friend, "If we get ambushed in Gotham your the only one who can get us out of it with our lives intact." Brianna groaned, "Alright, let's do it."

Ginger cleared out a space in the living area and gestured for Brianna to sit in the recliner. "Okay- first we need to get you ready to play the part of an heiress," Ginger started. Brianna scoffed, "And you plan to do that how?" Ginger chuckled, "Jack," she called. Jack walked out of the kitchenette where most the squad were watching. Ginger nodded to the pair Jack will teach you club composure- I'll teach you the basics and you should be good to go." Brianna nodded, "Alright, shoot."

"How do you become the person you've forgotten you ever were?" Brianna muttered to herself watching as Ginger prepared the lesson. 

Ginger held up pictures she'd printed from Grayson's laptop as she spoke, "You were born in a penthouse by the river," Jack chuckled, "Penthouse by the river- fit for a princess." Brianna hummed thoughtfully, "Could it be?" Ginger nodded eagerly, "Yes it's so, you shot your first victim when you were only eight!" Brianna laughed, "Only eight?" Jack snickered, "Victim's name-" Ginger cut him off, "Luiso." Ginger slipped through some photos and notes, "You threw tantrums and terrorized the cooks- ha! How the penthouse shook!" Jack snickered leaning on Brianna's chair with a smirk- 

"Charming child,"  

"Wrote the book." Ginger agreed, "But you'd behave when your father gave that look." Jack pushed Ginger out of the way and stepped in front, "Imagine how it was, your long forgotten past-" Ginger and Jack both said the next bit simultaneously. "We've lots and lots to teach you and the time is going fast." 

Ginger pulled Brianna to her feet and began correcting any and everything she was doing wrong, "Let's see you walk- head up, regal bearing." Brianna felt extremely uncomfortable with Ginger altering her every movement, "Now shoulders back and stand up tall- and do not walk but try to float." Brianna groaned, "I feel a little foolish am I floating?" Jack groaned in annoyance at the sight facepalming himself, "Like a sinking boat," Ginger shot him a glare, before going back to Brianna, "You give a bow," Brianna obeyed as Ginger demonstrated, "What happens now?" Ginger grinned seeing her friend listening to her advice, "Your hand receives a kiss," She passed Brianna to Jack who rolled his eyes going along with Ginger's plan teaching Brianna how to be an heiress. Jack rolled his eyes and obeyed Ginger's words giving Brianna a quick kiss to hand before explaining more with Ginger, "Most of all remember this-" Ginger pushed him aside, dancing a bit with Brianna as Jack turned on the tv to the music channel. "If I can learn to do it, you can learn to do it," Ginger sang, before spinning away to Jack who carried on a short waltz with her, while at the same time continuing to explain, "Something in you knows it-" Ginger joined him a moment later, "There's nothing to it." Ginger split from Jack and moved back to Brianna, waling her through the dance steps, "Follow in my footsteps, shoe by shoe," Jack cut in, "You can learn to do it too." Jack pushed Ginger aside as he helped Brianna with her dining posture at the table, "Now elbows in and sit up straight and do not slurp the stroganoff," He pushed a plastic cup of heat up stroganoff towards her. Brianna smirked, "I never cared for stroganoff," Ginger squealed grasping Duela's arm off to the side, "She said that like an heiress!" Duela huffed and shook her off, grabbing the wine bottle and downing the remains. Jack and Ginger went through each of the regular formal dinner options, "The samovar," Jack said, Ginger butted in, "The caviar," Brianna cut them off, "Dessert and then goodnight?" Her two tutors advanced on her, cornering her in the recliner, "Not until you get this right!" By now they'd been at this all day and half the squad retired to their bunks. Brianna was half asleep as they continued, Ginger giggled spinning around with Jack and the many, many notes and photos now strewn all over the common area,

 "If I can learn to do it," Jack sang

"If he can learn to do it,"

"You can learn to do it,"

"You can learn to do it,"

Ginger grabbed Brianna's arms and spun around with her, "Pull yourself together- and you'll pull through it." Jack cut in, "Tell yourself it's easy- and it's true, you can learn to do it too!"

Ginger narrowed her eyes, "Who is your godmother?" Brianna rolled her eyes, "Poison Ivy." Ginger nodded, "Godfather?" Brianna nodded, "Two Face." Jack pulled  the next card with a smirk, "Your best friend is?" Brianna giggled "My twin brother Ethan." Ginger hissed, "Wrong, your best friend is-" Brianna snarled, emerald eyes ablaze. "I know who my best friend is!" Jack tsked, "What a temper." Brianna growled, "I don't like being contradicted." Jack growled, "That makes two of us." Ginger sighed, "Continuing on," Brianna snapped, "I've had it! And i hate you both, I'm sorry that we ever met- I'm hungry, and I'm frightened, but I'm only human don't forget! I don't remember anything, get out and let me be!" Jack and Ginger stared at her, she held the perfect posture befitting an heiress, and her authoritative tone matched it well.  Ginger stepped forward, wrapping an arm around her and guiding her to the recliner, "Brianna darling, look at me. We're all frightened well, slightly, now and then-  shall we start again? Take a breath, count to ten. You have courage, and strength you barely know. So blow that little nose, and dry those pretty eyes, a princess like Your Majesty can do this if she tries." Ginger held out her hand, "Ready?" Jack chimed in, "Set." Brianna grinned taking Ginger's hand, "Go!" Jack spun her around while Ginger flicked through cards, "Now here's your Nana Sharon-" Jack leaned in to Brianna to whisper in her ear, "How she frolicked on the water," Brianna giggled, "oh!"Ginger pulled up another card, "Your distant cousin Luca loves his vodka," Jack cut in, "Got in, Brianna?" Brianna whined, her head rushing, "No." Ginger continued, "The head of Falcone is Don The Roman," Jack cut in again, "R.J. Sionis-"Brianna butted in, "is-" Ginger stepped in, "Runs the East end." She continued, "Sal Marconi-" Jack chuckled, "Has two bastard sons." Ginger giggled, "I hear he's gotten very fat!" Brianna's eyes flickered, "And I recall his pitbull Maul!" Jack grinned with Ginger, "I don't believe we told her that." Jack and Ginger grinned watching her go through the notes and photos, "If you can learn to do it," They chimed, Brianna grinned, "I can learn to do it!" Jack and Ginger giggled, "You can learn to do it!"Brianna giggled, Pull myself together," She linked arms with Jack and Ginger, "We'll pull through it," Ginger grinned, "tell yourself its easy,"Jack and Brianna joined her, "And its true."

 "You can learn to do it,"

"Nothing to it,"

"You can learn to do it..."

Brianna pulled away and began listing on her fingers, "The caviar, the stroganoff, the samovar, the cousin drank, the Roman is the head of Falcone, the bastard sons, and then the dog, the victim's name was Luiso- so tell me something new." Jack and Ginger gave a victorious cry and they all slipped on the notes and photos at their feet with a yell, waking the rest of the squad. 

Josh yawned, "Please tell me your done?" Ginger squealed jumping to her feet, "If anything happens we have a free pass! She remembers!" Duela snarled, "There's no way she remembers everything." Winter shrugged, having switched with Sasha for driving, "Amnesia works in strange ways Duela. It's entirely possible one day Brianna wakes up with all of her memory back. But it's also possible she'll never truly remember everything." It was then the rv stopped and Sasha called from the front. "Guys. We're here." The group walked to the front of the rv and gasped. Brianna stepped forward, looking out the front window. Gotham stood in the horizon, seemingly calling out to them like a siren. Brianna grinned, "Welcome home Suicide Squad."