Asleep

"Where is Gwen?" Lea asks in an accusatory tone, her face hard.

"I don't know," you respond as softly as you can manage right now, "I went to sleep and she wasn't in view. I woke up to the scene outside, and she wasn't in view." At your news she tries to get you to search the area, but you convince her that with your lack of knowledge on your surroundings, and her injured leg, there wasn't much either of you could do. You push a hand on her back to get her inside to your medical supplies and she shuffles through the doorway with you.

As it turns out both of your fears turned to anger, when you discovered Gwen, still asleep in the sleeping bag, with her headphones in. Lea was absolutely livid, and kicked Gwen with her one good leg, surprising her awake. When she did this, she put most of her weight on her bad leg, and you had to use nearly all of your strength to keep the pair of you from toppling onto Gwen. Lea had you put her on a chair and told you to go take care of the bodies, as she and Gwen needed to 'have words.' You scrambled outside as fast as you could. You didn't want to be anywhere near Lea when she was this pissed.

The bodies were easy enough to get rid of. There was a mostly-empty trash compactor a little ways down the alley that fit them just fine. You spend a few minutes picking up the gun the men had dropped, and all the knives that Lea had lost in her struggle. You then waste another couple minutes simply pacing outside the door, too afraid to go in without an invite.

Eventually a mostly naked Gwen opened the door and beckoned you inside. In the back corner by the sleeping bag, Lea was still sitting in the chair, but this time it was pantless, compared to Gwen in only her panties. The wound on her thigh was bandaged, and as you looked at that you couldn't help your wandering eyes notice that there was a definite dark spot on her panties. You glance over at Gwen and notice that her hair is a little messier than what could be excused by bed-head, and that her face is shinier than it has any right to be. Lea clears her throat, and you give her your undivided attention.

"Since you helped me get out of a sticky situation, and considering outside factors like what happened with our deal this morning, and my injury, We have agreed to offer you a one-time deal. If you so choose, right now, today only you may use Gwen for an hour, as you please." Lea finishes a her slightly practiced pitch and looks at the ground, ashamed of how the day had turned out. You turn to Gwen, her eyes wet, but her expression unreadable.