Paper Planes

SIX

"Sticks and stones and weed and bongs"

Las Vegas, 2:58pm

The day after Becky left the warning message for the other side, it was finally time for the meeting that would surely begin to end things between the two opposing parties as Becky, Finn and Alexa arrived at the location that was given.

As they arrived Becky beamed with a bit of adrenaline at a second van already parked with two familiar enough figures standing outside of it as Alexa put their truck in park, "be careful" she spoke as she leaned back in her chair.

"Hopefully so" Finn gives Becky a look.

"A, wha- I will be!" She scrunches her face up, opening the door.

She carefully watched the two standing on the other side of her, attempting to read them, "calm but antsy" she thought as she raised a brow.

"How does it feel to have your veteran dead?" Becky taunts them in an announcement as she referred to her work with Shayna the days before, hopping down from the the truck along with Finn.

"How does it feel to be held back by your own boyfriend?" Dean snarked back, moving his eyes to Finn.

"Shut it, Ambrose" Finn shoots him a glare.

"Listen here you-" Dean attempts.

Becky reveals and points a gun at his face, "don't speak bullshit that'll lead to bickering. Move the hell back" she spoke in a serious tone as she kept her eyes on his face, more than offended at the quote.

Nobody was holding anybody back, ever.

He gives her a scowl, moving her eyes on her face then the gun, shaking his head as he stepped back.

Becky cautiously put it back down, "I didn't come here to see either of you act like little bitches, tell me who she is, gimme a date, and this is over."

"Tell you who she is?" Becky scoffs at the voice, the last things she wanted was useless conversation.

Unfortunately for her, that's all Zelina really did when she got dragged along with the others.

She had no real part in the business. Becky could tell over the course of the very few meetings she's had with them.

She tried too hard to be noticed. Sometimes standing around and waiting for something, usually not getting anything and only speaking when she needed to take that something for herself cause nobody was waving it in her face. A blind man could see that clear as day.

"Her identity being unknown is part of the business, idiot. Part of our business" Zelina spoke with disgust, gesturing her hands around as she spoke, "and with-"

"Oh, fuck you and your fabricated fucking business you little punk!" Becky snaps, "Tell me, or die now" She raises a brow.

"You aren't gonna do shit and lemme tell ya, I know which answer I'm preferring at the moment for you specifically." she waves the gun around, "I will freely shoot you in that gorgeous temple a' yours" she calms her voice down again.

Zelina was visibly offended as she goes to swing at her in a lunge but immediately gets held back by one of Dean's arms, "get back in"

"I'm not gonna-" Zelina goes to protest.

"Go!" He shouts, watching Zelina form a pout as she stomped back to the van they traveled in, slamming the door shut as she sat inside.

"You should move to the back, Z" the driver, Jinny spoke.