Clandestine (6/11)
Clandestine (6/11)
Chapter title: Hostage
Rating: R
Summary: Lamb's death was faked. When the truth is revealed Veronica goes to see him and a secret relationship is formed.
Characters/Pairing: Veronica/Lamb, (Keith, Cliff, Sacks, Leo, Inga, OCC)
Spoilers: entire series but AU from 3X14
Word Count: 1400
Disclaimer: I don't own Veronica Mars
This story is based on a fic request from Sweetpea2100
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We both froze and I held her to me so tight that I wasn’t sure she could even breathe. Had we imagined the sound, was it something else?
It took no time at all for us to both realize that we had in fact heard gunshots, because we began to hear people yelling out in the main office and then Keith’s voice trying to talk to someone. When a third shot rang out Veronica’s entire body shuddered and she let out a pained sob.
We both thought Keith had been shot and when we heard his voice again we let out a breath of relief.
I went through an immediate staff inventory in my mind, D’Amato, Sacks, Keith, and Inga. I had 6 deputies out patrolling, 7 coming in for the night shift in 4 hours and that left 5 at home on their day off. It was a slow day so there weren’t many people milling around, maybe four or 5 so there at the most were probably 9 or 10 people in danger, 11 including us, the most important of which was in my arms at that moment.
I knew what this was. I was positive. It had to be, and I continued to huddle there with her in my arms fearing that this might be the last time I ever would.
I kissed her deeply and she looked into my eyes, hers filled with fear. “Don?”
I brought my finger to my lips in a shushing motion and then grabbed my gun. “Take my gun.”
She looked surprised and went to speak but I stopped her.
“Hide it somewhere in your clothes and then I want you to stay here. Hide under my desk or in the closet or something and call Cliff so he can alert the San Diego PD ok?”
She looked at me like I was crazy and pulled out her phone texting Cliff instead. “No, I’m not leaving you, I refuse to leave you.”
“Veronica…”
I was about to argue with her when there was a sharp knock on my office door and I heard a voice yell. “Come out come out where ever you are Mr. Lamb.”
When I looked back at her this time she had tears in her eyes and I kissed her hard. “Whatever you do, don’t make it look like we have anything between us. Keep your emotions guarded and just do whatever he says. Ok?” She nodded and hid my gun in her boot. “I love you.”
She choked back a sob and kissed me again. “I love you too.”
And with that we stood up, I dropped her hand and opened the door.
As soon as we walked out I was thrown up against the other side of the door and I watched as a greasy man in his early 30’s grabbed Veronica’s arm and threw her against D’Amato’s desk. D’Amato stood up in a protective stance, Keith stepped forward and if I hadn’t had a gun to my forehead this fucking man would have been dead for touching her.
After she hit the desk she fell to the floor clutching her side where she hit the wood and the gunman pulled out a second gun pointing it at her. “Who the fuck are you?”
She didn’t say anything just stared at him and just as she was about to open her mouth and speak, Keith stepped in. “She’s my daughter.” I took his distraction as a chance to look around, he’d disarmed everyone and had locked and barricaded the door to the station, we were stuck.
The gunman snorted and laughed. “If she’s your daughter, why was she in Lamb’s office?”
And that’s when my girl finally spoke up. “My dad’s birthday is next week and we were planning a surprise party.” She turned her head and smiled at Keith. “Surprise.”
I didn’t miss the lack of a look of realization on Keith’s face, his birthday was 6 months away, if he hadn’t known about us he would have figured it out right then. Veronica had been right, he did know, he knew the whole time that she was what was important to me and why I didn’t want her involved. But luckily the gunman didn’t notice the lack of surprise or emotion and instead he turned back to me and sneered. I knew him, I didn’t know how, but I knew him.
He looked back at Veronica. “Get up!”
I watched as D’Amato grabbed her from the floor and helped her stand. I didn’t like seeing him touch her, but there were more important things going on at the moment then my insane jealousy. She went to step towards Keith and the gunman held the gun to her again. “No, you stay right there.”
She looked over at her dad and shuddered slightly, she was scared, it wouldn’t have been obvious to many others, but I could tell and so could Keith. I hated to see her like that, god I just wanted to hold her, but it was the one thing I couldn’t do. I watched in agony as Leo grabbed her around the waist and pulled her against him trying to protect her, and Keith looked on in pain, worried that the gunman was going to figure it out.
I was surveying the room when I felt the barrel of his gun connect with my jaw and I fell to the ground. He just laughed and pointed the gun at Sacks. He made Sacks tie everyone to chairs except me, Keith, Veronica, D’Amato and himself. Everyone else was forced to just watch.
D’Amato was still holding Veronica tight and my stomach was in knots, I was so jealous that when the gunman grabbed her arm and yanked her from his grasp I was actually almost thankful and I couldn’t believe it. Veronica and I made eye contact for a few seconds as the gunman himself decided to tie up D’Amato and I mouthed the words ‘I love you ‘to her. She quickly did the same with a 'you too’ and that's when I looked over to Keith. I knew he saw, he had to have, and I was surprised to see that he wasn’t angry. He looked worried more than anything.
The gunman paced for awhile, almost like he was waiting for something to happen and then finally he walked back over to me. ‘Figure it out yet Lamb?”
“Figure what out?”
“Who I am. What you did. What you ruined. Have you figured it out yet?”
When I didn’t answer he continued. “Well obviously not, huh?”
I was positive I knew him from somewhere and from the looks of it so did Keith, but he couldn’t place it either.
I didn’t say anything, just kept quiet trying to keep my eyes from Veronica, not draw any attention to her. I could barely see her in my peripheral vision, standing there in fear and pain, worried to death as he had the gun to my head again. God, I couldn’t leave her, I wouldn’t leave her. Not now, not ever.
I was so lost in thought that I almost didn’t hear him when he spoke again. “Does the name Katie Greeley ring a bell Mr. Lamb?”
And just like that it all made sense, that’s why I knew this man. It all came together for me and when I looked at Keith it did for him too.
But no comfort came from this realization. Only more fear, because now I was more scared for Veronica than ever.
I felt the barrel of the gun press harder against my temple, heard Veronica gasp a little and started begging her silently to hold on. “What was that Lamb? Does it?”
“Yes.” My voice came out hoarse and shaky.
He pulled the gun from my head, pulled back and socked me right in the nose, I could feel the blood pouring over my face but it didn’t matter, the only thing on my mind was the sight of Veronica trying to be strong, to not show emotion for me, not show her love for me. I turned my head from her not wanting to direct attention at her for too long and the gunman, or Chris Greeley if I remembered correctly, stood back and smiled.
“My wife is dead because of you.”
To be continued………………….
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