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One, two, three, four, five.

'Six' she thought as her finger slipped onto the trigger causing her to laugh hysterically, a small steel bullet thrust itself into his shoulder, blood leaking out of his wound and dripping down onto the concrete floor.

Six skipped towards the man struggling on the chair as he gasped for air throughout the pain, barely hanging onto his life, she knelt towards his ear playfully biting his earlobes and whispering murderously seductively, "Will you tell me where it is?"

The man heaved as she brought her head up staring eye to eye with him, before smiling slightly, "It's a pity really," she teased her fingernail pushing some hair away from the middle-aged man's face, "we could've had some real fun together."

The man chuckled and choked at the same time from her words, wildly frightened and fearful for his life at this moment, as he looked at the women before him he saw how crazed and dangerous she looked, from her raven black hair to the scar running over the bridge of her nose, and her eyes were the worst part, filled with menace and mischief.

Six pouted before lifting the gun towards the side of his head and leaning her index finger upon the trigger, she then swept her legs over his knees straddling him before leaning into his earlobe once more and whispering in a soft melody filled with disgust, "You have 2 seconds before I blow your brains up, and I want you to know how badly I want to have your blood flooding this room." Her whisper lowered to a dull tone as she nipped at his earlobe.

"So what will it be?" she stared into his eyes tracing his features with the pad of her thumb.

"We get a doctor, I fix you up, you go home" she paused and smiled mischievously, "you become filthy rich."

The man sighed softly before muttering, "If I tell you I'd be as good as dead anyway."

Six smiled at this, 'yes' she thought 'we're getting somewhere'.

She hummed and used the hand that was tracing his features to tap her chin, "I see."

Six turned back to him smirking, "Your name is John Falcon correct?"

The man nodded suspiciously at her actions although relaxed as the crazed look in her eyes soon disappeared.

Six smiled at the man and got off him tucking her gun back away in her jeans, she looked up at him and walked around his seat silently before speaking to him, her tone full of authority and power, "So you would need protection for what I told you, that can be… arranged."

As she came to a halt in front of him and crouched to his eye level to make sure he never lied to her, the man spoke eagerly at this, "Yes I could tell you where it is."

A big smile landed on Six's face, "Excellent, now tell me."

She said as she walked around the back of his chair slowly and began untying his ropes, and unlocking his cuffs, he spoke eagerly throughout this exchange, "What you're looking for it's in Britain, London to be specific." The man carried on as she continued to untie everything keeping him bound to the chair, now at his feet. "It's with a mafia ran there by the Italians", Six paused and looked up at him questioningly, "Italians in London?" the man frowned unsurely but as his face brightened she knew he remembered what and why they were in London, "Yes, they've branched out."

Six's eyebrows quirked up, "is that so?" he muttered a yes under his breath before being tied completely free.

Six then lifted him up into her arms and started walking to the infirmary, the man squirmed writhing her grasp.

"What the hell" the man spoke, "Do you know how much I weigh?"

Six chuckled lightly, "Yes, I can feel it stop squirming so I can get you fixed."

The man pondered for a while, "Why do you need this anyway?"

Six sighed, "You may think of me as a bad person, who kills and whatever, but what they have is dangerous, and it's in the wrong hands."

The man grumbled as she placed him on the infirmary table, he then looked around before staring back at her, "Where are the doctors?" he questioned.

Six turned to him as she slapped the gloves against her hands, "I am the doctor silly, you want something done properly you have to do it yourself"

The man's eyes bugged out in fear, "You- what?"

Six chuckled softly before returning to the man, "You know who I am right? How many bullets to the body do you think I get? I have a fresh one right here."

Six pointed her left ankle where she lifted her jeans, and a strip of cloth was tied tightly.

The man looked at her respectfully since he knew how much pain a bullet could bring, "How long ago, and how are you so- well?"

Six perked one of her eyebrows up as she got to work, "My ankle was 3 days ago, I was fighting someone he aimed at my stomach but landed on my ankle, I may be good at what I do but that doesn't make me unbreakable," The man sighed as Six continued, "And how do I cope with the pain well, I've gone through worse, it may hurt to walk on and play with but- that's part of what I do. Besides emotional pain is way worse than physical."

The man pondered for a moment as he spoke to Six, "You're an attractive woman, smart too- why would you chose this lifestyle?"

Six sighed, "That's for me to know and me only fella."