She took in a deep breath and hoped this would work.
A few seconds later she heard a noise in the hallway. "Shit." She whispered as the footsteps drew closer.
"Ain't no time for a bathroom break 15." Sawyers voice came in.
"I'll handle it." Claire said. Desmond should have had the queens attention by now, she thought bitterly, not understanding why she was so bitter to begin with.
She glanced at the computer and the download read that there was 30 seconds left...biting her bottom lip...she prepared herself for the fight.
She sighed with relief when the footsteps sounded as if they'd passed the door, continuing down the hall.
Looking back down it read 'Download Complete'.
"Yes," Claire whispered and just as she was about to detach the gem from the computer, the door swung open and she made eye contact with a guard.
"What are you doing in here?" Came his deep, booming voice. He was much taller than Claire and looked downright menacing.
She gave a sheepish grin and bit her bottom lip innocently. "Would you believe me if I said I was looking for the ladies room?"
"No."
"Too bad." And without hesitating she took the jeweled clip from her hair and flung it at the guard. It stabbed his shoulder and injected tranquilizer. Stunned for a moment, Claire took that chance to grab the computer gem, jump on the desk and jump off to kick him right in the face with her heel, knocking him out. She landed on both feet, deep red wig securely in place and she blew a strand of hair from her face as she said, "Should have believed me."
Just then, Desmond appeared at the door, wild-eyed. He looked at the large man knocked down on the ground and back at Claire.
"Don't look so doubtful," Claire said angrily.
"Don't look so smug. That guard you knocked down set off a silent alarm in his pocket and all the guards are headed this way. We have to get the bloody hell out of here before they find us."
"Too late," Claire said and pushed Desmond out of the way into the hallway before backhanding a large guard.
Alert, Desmond was going to help her when another man grabbed him from behind. He jumped up and kicked his feet against the wall making the man behind him stagger back.
Claire lifted her leg and kicked the mans face and he returned with a backhanded slap on her face. Eyes steaming with anger, she cursed and tripped the man, squatting down, then stepped on his privates with all her might. He screamed in pain.
Desmond and Claire tried to focus on Sawyer and Kates urgent warnings in their ears, but were too focused on fighting. One of them grabbed Claires neck and pushed her against the wall, choking her hard.
The roar coming from Desmond in that hallway was deafening. He grabbed the man who held Claire and knocked him to the floor, punching his face and bashing it in over and over again.
Claire gathered herself in mere seconds and ran for Desmond, putting her hands around his waist. "Let's go!"
The man on the ground was well out of it and Desmond agreed, getting up and running out of a door behind Claire.
Once they reached the terrace, they realized they had to jump 30 feet into the sea below. Without talking or hesitating, they both leapt into the unknown.
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"Son of a bitch," Sawyer muttered and turned to Kate. "I lost contact."
"They had to do what they had to do James." Kate said and turned off the monitor. "But we know she grabbed the gem from the computer. They'll be okay."
"So optimistic," Sawyer drawled.
"Let's get out of here." Kate said. "They'll meet us on the jet."
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Coughing a lung out, Claire climbed out of the water and stumbled into the trees of the forest. Her wig was well long gone somewhere in the water and her blond hair sat like a soaked mop on her head. Desmond soon followed and collapsed beside her, gaining his breath.
The sea had taken them into the current and far away from the Widmore Estate.
Desmond looked over at Claire and didn't want to ask if she was alright, for fear of insulting her. But he couldn't help but appreciate the way her deep green dress clung to her body.
She felt his eyes on her and she asked, "Are you alright?" He smiled because that was a question he was supposed to put to the lady. But admiring her strength, he answered, "Nothing a night of gin can't cure."
She found a smile and sat up, propping her back against a tree. She took a deep breath and rang the water out of her hair as she spoke, "I have to admit 16, you were great up there."
He smirked, "I know."
She rolled her eyes and stood up, then looked back down at him as he stretched out his sore leg. She was taken by surprise by her instant attraction to him. His pants hugged his finely sculpted, strong legs and thighs. All of a sudden, he ripped his shirt off and bared his beautiful chest and abs.
Her blue eyes widened and she tried to cover up her puppy love eyes, "Why on earth did you do that?"
He only smiled as he stood up, "Heavy soggy clothes will slow us down. We've to keep moving until we make it to the hotel."
She snickered and started walking, "You're logic kills me." She shivered and grabbed her arms. He placed his cold, soggy jacket around her shoulders. "And you're strong will kills me."
She thought that was terribly sweet, especially the gruff note in his voice. She was even colder, but wore it anyway because she wanted to. Because she felt this overpowering need to. But tried not to get too attached. "Thanks." She said in a small voice.
They had about five to ten miles to walk and she smiled at the thought.
By the time they made it to the hotel they were just finishing their hundreth argument.
"I wouldn't have had a guard on my ass if you'd have stuck to the distraction!" Claire shouted as they walked down the hallway.
"Well I would've liked to've been clued in that it was in fact a distraction."
"People are blinded by my beauty Desmond. It was obvious that it was in fact a distraction! My dancing knocked you off your feet!"
He laughed sardonically, "I would've been knocked off my feet if I hadn't held you together. You don't know your left foot from your right."
She gasped, "You call that mess 'keeping me held together'? You're an ass!"
She stopped in front of her room.
"You're an ass!" He let her get the best of his temper. He had no clue how.
"YOU'RE AN ASS! You pompous-knowitall-selfish-disgusting....ASS!" Her face turned beet red.
His eyes squinted, "You didn't say that when you were straddling my leg-"
She slapped him, eyes as wide as ever.
His eyes were open and big.
They stood there in stunned silence staring at each other.
And in a blink of an eye they grabbed each other and began kissing passionately. Her lips felt like velvet. His lips were soft and full. He dipped his tongue inside and pushed her against her door, one palm holding the door behind her head. She rubbed against his arousal and growned when she felt how long it felt. The desire built up from the night had set itself free and he found his fingers in her hair. Her arms wrapped around his waist and they continued to slant their faces against each other over and over again, getting drunk off the kiss. He needed to be inside of her and she craved it.
Suddenly, Desmond pulled away and moved back, almost staggering into the opposite wall. Their breaths were ragged. She looked at him with rosy swollen lips and a pink flushed face. Her hair in disarray.
He found her incredibly sexy.
It took all of his strength but he said, "It won't...it won't happen again lass."
She took a deep breath, pretending that didn't sting and said sharply, "You're damn right it won't. Good night!" With that she went in the room and slammed the door, leaning against it. She cried silently in her hands and gathered herself together.
He stood there, staring at the door for long minutes. He never wanted anyone the way he wanted Claire.
And she never wanted to love anyone as badly as she already loved Desmond.
You tease! You evil, evil tease! I loved it Jas! They work off each other perfectly. So hot, so, so hot and I love the tension between them. Can't wait for it to boil over.
Ooh go Mamacita! Im impressed by Claire, never knew she had it in her, hehe. Okay so I have one request, you dont have to do this, but since I miss Alias so and I know you know what I mean, could one of the girls, Claire and/or Kate do one of those really cool Sydneyesque jumping drop kicks? Hehee. I freaking love those. Great job hun, cant wait for the next! :D