Two more shots were fired, and Louise went against possibly every precaution that Jim had given, or would have given, about her injury and post-op, and flung her top half above the car's roof, both barrels blazing, and took out the two bastards who'd fired upon them. A lazy smirk crossed her features as she slid back down the side door of the car and back to sitting beside him. Quirking an eyebrow at him, she tossed him a glance.
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Date: 2015-09-12 11:08 pm (UTC)"And now there are just three."