Showering

"Hmm." V sighed as she washed off the blood.

"You take any longer and I'll be the one wash my body." Johnny leaned againstthe door frame.

"Motherfucker! Can't you give me five minutes?!" V growled.

"I did. Ten minutes ago." Johnny lite a cigarette. "Seriously we got places to burn."

"Bla bla...Fuck Corps."

"Or you could at least call that girl to join you. Let me see a real show."

"Not fucking happening."

"Kinda already did. Saw the memories of the lake fuck. Didn't know you were so flexible."

"Seriously fuck off." V shut off the water. As she was about to grab a towel she heard the door being kicked in. "The fuck?" She grabbed her pistol on the sink.

"Fuck V. Looks like the guy you were washing off had friends." Johnny saw the team as V peeked around and laid against the wall.

"I can see that Johnny."

"Ideas V. We need a way out."

V looked and saw the window. She could blast them and dive through but that would mean...

Gun fire robbed her of a choice as she returned it and dove out the window. Naked as the day she was born.

"FUCK ME!!!" V shouted remembering she was on the third floor. This would hurt.