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Summary: After calling a favor, the bodyguard plans a daring rescue mission, but will it come too late?

Trigger Warning: This script deals with violence. It's not described too graphically but you should be aware before you read.

This series now features three VA's. I highly encourage you to find someone to collaborate with to play the big bad guy and the bodyguard's ally.

Sequel to this script. Part two is here. Part three is here. Part four is here. Part five is here. Part six is here. Part seven is here.

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[Blue] You're insane.

[Bodyguard] Blue--

[Blue] You're telling me you dragged me all the way out to the middle of nowhere for a suicide mission? No. No, not happening.

[Bodyguard] It's not a suicide mission! Blue, c'mon, you and I are some of the best. We can handle whatever is waiting for us.

[Blue] And if what's waiting for us is a small militia?

[Bodyguard] Dennis Elliot thinks he's won. He's cocky. He'll make a mistake. That's our opening.

[Blue] Look [Bodyguard VA Name], I know I owe you one for all that shit that went down in Florida, but this seems a bit extreme. You've lost a client. Okay. It happens to all of us. I mean, I've lost three over my ten years in this job.

[Bodyguard] Sunshine isn't dead.

[Blue] And that's another thing! Why are you calling your client by a nickname? I thought you hated this jerk. Isn't this good riddance?

[Bodyguard] I was wrong! Sunshine . . . Sunshine is a good person. Annoying, yes. Infuriating at times, but [he/she] walked out of here to save my sister. [He/she] doesn't even know Quinn! I mean, why would a client do that? I can't just let [him/her] die like this.

[Blue] [Bodyguard VA Name], you're . . . you're in love with this client.

[Bodyguard] No, I'm not--

[Blue] I've never seen you go soft over anyone before. I can't believe this. You broke the one rule in the book--

[Bodyguard] Blue--

[Blue] --don't ever fall in love with the client! Why? Because it leads to fucked up decisions like this one! No way. I'm out.

[Bodyguard] Please. I will never ask you for anything else. Please. I can't do this alone. Sunshine is hurt and scared and I can't just sit here and let [him/her] die!

[Blue] . . . fine. You got a plan?

[Bodyguard] Of course.

[Blue] Well hurry up and tell me before I change my mind.

*This is all Dennis Elliot*

Well, well, well . . . look at you. Gotta say, with all the blood and the swelling it's a bit hard to make out your face, but I'm sure your father will be able to see it all the same. Of course, I can't decide whether I want to send him the pictures while you're still alive or wait until you're dead so I can string him along with a false sense of hope.

What? No witty retort? No threat about how I'll regret this? Look like I finally knocked some sense into you--

--what did you just say, you bastard?

Well, if you insist on being such a rude guest, I guess it falls to me to educate you.

[punching]

Oh, that looks like it hurt. I gotta say, I usually prefer to let my boys do all the dirty work, but sometimes, it's nice to do it myself.

No. No one is coming for you. Not your bodyguard or your family. No one. You're gonna die here alone and in pain. That's your fate, Sunshine.

[laughter] Surprised? Of course I had my people do reconnaissance on you. Remember that night at the club? I've been watching you since then. I've always been there. Honestly, your bodyguard should've put the pieces together a long time ago.

I gotta say, I don't understand why your bodyguard insists on calling you sunshine. You don't seem to have the sunniest disposition. Any ideas?

Well, too bad. Anyways, hang in there, we've still got a lot more time before--

[door opens]

--what? I told you I wasn't to be disturbed.

Tell him to call back.

Fine, fine, idiot thinks the world revolves around him.

Sorry, sunshine, I'm afraid our time together is gonna be cut short. I'll see you in a few.

[footsteps]

[door closing]

[gunshot with silencer]

[body hitting ground]

*The rest is all the bodyguard*

Sunshine?

Shit, sunshine, what did they do to you?

It's me, it's me. You didn't think I'd just leave you to rot, did you? C'mon, give a bit more credit than that.

No, he won't be back for a bit. Blue is keeping him busy.

Don't worry about it. I need you to focus right now. How many guards are here?

It's okay, it's okay, just take a guess. A ballpark figure.

Okay. I can handle five. I saw a lot more patrolling outside. Okay.

[via radio] Blue? I've got sunshine. I need something to draw the outside guards attention away from the door.

[explosion]

[via radio] Are you fucking insane?

[alarms going off]

[via radio] Fine, fine, just cover me.

C'mon, sunshine, time to go.

I know, I know, it hurts. Just lean on me. We gotta go. I need you to hang on until we get out cause I can't drag you on my own.

No, I wasn't going to leave you here. C'mon, sunshine, have a little faith. I still have to yell at you for how stupid you were for doing this.

I know what I said! Jesus, sunshine, I would've figured something out that would've helped both you and Quinn.

Okay, okay, keep moving, we're almost there.

[door open]

[via radio] Blue? I need an exit.

[car speeding up]

C'mon, sunshine, let's get out of here.

[Blue] How is [he/she]?

[Bodyguard] Do you have any bandages?

[Blue] Under the seat.

[Bodyguard] Easy, sunshine, just focus on me. It's going to be okay. We'll get you patched up and you'll be good as new.

[Blue] How bad?

[Bodyguard] Hospital bad, but we can't take [him/her] to one. That's the first place Dennis will check.

[Blue] So the plan is?

[Bodyguard] I'm thinking!

[Blue] Think faster. Pretty soon they're gonna figure out what just happened.

[Bodyguard] Okay, backup place. Where we stayed after your botched job.

[Blue] I mess up one time and you still bring it up.

[Bodyguard] Faster, Blue.

[car speeding]

*The rest is all bodyguard*

I know, sunshine, I know. Shhhhh, it's gonna be okay. We'll get you fixed up. Pretty soon we'll be laughing about this whole thing. I promise.

You're not gonna die. Don't stay that.

I mean it. No, cheesy final farewells. If you have something to tell me, tell me when you're better.

Sunshine? Hey. C'mon. Eyes on me. Please don't do this . . . Sunshine?

Sunshine!