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Deus Ex Human Revolution: Trust is Hard	By : furbert Category: +A through F > Deus Ex Views: 3736 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Deus Ex or any of the characters within the series. I make no money from posting this story. All hail Square Enix for reviving the series.

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*Author's note* I'm sorry this is taking a while to write. I'm trying not to deviate too far from the main plot of the game, and it's really hard trying to shoehorn a new character into it and not make her stick out like a sore thumb! Why did I even start? ;)

I do like the story though, and I've got ideas and bits and bobs written that take this past the end of the actual game. So I'm going to keep going, and I hope people still like it. As hard as it is to write, I think it's a good exercise for me in planning. I don't usually write a plan for my stories, I just start writing and see where it takes me. Sometimes that works, but often I end up writing myself into a corner and then think "Oh, I wish I'd done this before", but it's already written and I'm stuck. Since I'm trying to sync up the new story to the right parts of the game, I've had to plan, and I hope it works out.

Li had spent her entire life being cautious; keeping her head down and staying out of the sights of the authorities. She was so nervous of trouble that she had never dared question any of the rules or limitations that The Party continued to impose as their power had spread beyond the realms of managing the State and into the personal lives of its citizens. She wasn't alone, though. Li hadn't been exaggerating when she had told Adam of her friend vanishing after Googling 'Tai Yong Medical', and most never dared be so curious as to risk their own lives in such a frivolous way.

That was the way that everyone lived, as far as she knew. You kept your head down, did your work, and didn't say or do anything that could possibly be misconstrued as Dissension. Anyone who did, didn't do it for long. At least, not long enough to tell the tale. The thought of rebellion was so frightening that it no longer crossed the minds of the average person. So Li almost couldn't believe, as she padded along in the dark beside Adam, that she could feel anything other than terror as they snuck their way through the vast rows of containers within the Port Authority. Her heart was racing and her breath was shallow as he held out his palm to tell her to stop, then flattened his back against the edge of a container and stealthily peered around the corner.

It was hard to believe that someone with such a large frame could be so graceful and so adept at blending in to the shadows, but Adam made it look easy, and as they fluttered unseen past yet another oblivious guard, Li was surprised to feel a thrill run down her spine. Maybe it was the adrenaline that made a smile tug at the corners of her lips, but the thought of escaping from the oppressive hand she had been living under for as long as she could remember was no longer just a crazy notion that she hastily shoved to the back of her mind.

As they reached the doors of another container Adam paused for a moment, staring at the identification label for what felt like an age. He was as still as a statue, and Li realised that he must be accessing data through the information link that he had used to speak to the pilot earlier.

"This is good," Adam said as he finally snapped out of his trance and turned to look at her. "This is a priority container headed for Canada, and it gets offloaded by bots, not people, at three am, Canadian time. Once it's offloaded, we'll be able to waltz right out of there and find something a little more comfortable to take us the rest of the way into China."

"Three am?" Li echoed, incredulous. "I'm assuming that's not three am tomorrow morning, is it?"

The skin at the corner of Adam's eye crinkled as he flinched at her question. "Not quite," he admitted, but he didn't seem likely to admit to any more without further prodding.

"So," she continued. "Three am when? How long are we going to be locked in that box?"

"Four days," he replied, and Li almost choked. "Don't worry," he went on. "I've rigged the manifest and the ship's planning net so that we get placed at the end of a line. We'll be able to open the door, so I can get us some supplies."

"But other than that, we'll be sat in a metal box, in the dark, for four days?"

"It's not so bad," Adam said. "Go back fifteen, twenty years, and we would have been stuck in there for weeks. And that's without even mentioning the pirates."

"Pirates?" Li repeated, her eyes widening as she stared at Adam as if she hoped her eyes could kill with a glance. He smiled in amusement as he turned to unlock the container.

"It's gonna be fine," he said, holding the door open and gesturing for Li to move inside.

"You take me to the most glamorous of places," she sighed, as she stepped past Adam and was swallowed by the gloom.

She hadn't told him that she was claustrophobic, but as Adam sank down on the floor of the container with his back to the metal wall, spooning Li against his chest, he didn't need his enhanced senses to feel the tremble in her limbs and hear the rapid, shallow rasp of her breathing. The darkness couldn't be helping; he could see fine, but to human eyes the container would be almost oppressively dark. He didn't like using his CASIE aug; he knew how it felt to be manipulated, and he didn't want to do that to other people, but the thought of her spending four days in a state of extended panic almost changed his mind.

He shrugged out of his coat and draped it over Li, laying his hands in her lap to hold the heavy leather in place. Her trembling went down a notch as he felt her snuggle deeper into the warmth.

"You should try and get some sleep," Adam murmured into Li's hair, and she gave a little "mmm" in response.

"You too," she replied, leaning her head back against his shoulder, and he retracted his glasses to keep them out of the way. "Have you even slept at all since you got here?"

He smiled grimly, and she could probably feel the muscles in his jaw move against her face. Sleep never came very easy these days. He was tired, enough that he knew he needed to at least try to rest, but he wasn't going to leave her in this box alone with her fear of the dark. His own demons could wait a little longer to claim him.

"I'm ok," he replied, ignoring the flash of the battery warning on his retinal display. He wanted to at least try to distract her from her panic. "You ever been out of the country before?"

Li shook her head, and the scent of amber and jasmine reached Adam's nose. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, enjoying the experience of smelling something that wasn't metal or gun oil. "No requirement for it in my job," she said, a hint of bitterness in her voice.

"Nobody goes anywhere for vacation?"

She laughed a little at that. "It's not illegal," she said. "Not technically. But if you saw the forms you had to fill out, the so-called interviews and the psych evaluations just to be allowed to apply for a passport, you wouldn't dare. Everyone says they know someone who worked with someone who wanted to go on holiday once, and the story's always the same. They never got to go on holiday. Something comes up in their applications and they got accused of Dissension, or Treason, or something big enough that they disappear. I doubt if any of the stories are true, but you can't blame people for spreading rumours like that."

Adam thought on that for a moment. "Maybe it wasn't the people making up the stories," he ventured, and he felt Li cock her head in surprise. "Governments that survive on fear," he went on. "They keep their power by keeping their citizens afraid, and if the people start to escape, it looks bad. They put out a story like that, it stops people from even trying to get out."

He felt Li shudder faintly against his chest. "That is so creepy that it's probably true," she acknowledged, and sighed softly. "It's scary, what you can make yourself not think about every day."

"Yeah," Adam agreed, looking down at the dull metal sheen of his fingers and grimacing. "Well, what's the alternative? Let them fucking win?"

"I guess, she admitted. "Although it doesn't feel like much of a victory, keeping your head down and running scared all the time."

They were quiet for a while, and for a moment Adam had closed his eyes and allowed his mind to drift dangerously close to sleep. Her soft voice roused him without any of the sudden panic that he had come to expect on waking these days.

"Where are you from?" she asked, wriggling so that she could turn on her side a little. She raised her legs and draped them over his right thigh, and rested her right ear back against his left shoulder. His coat slid down a little, and Adam raised it back in place, holding his arm around Li's shoulders so that she wouldn't fall back if she eventually managed to sleep.

"Detroit," he replied, flexing the muscles in his back so that he could release some of the tension building in his shoulders.

"Didn't they make cars there, once?"

"Yeah," Adam agreed. "Used robots to automate the production, to make it cheaper. Now they're turning the people into the robots." It was his turn to sound bitter this time.

Li looked up at that, and managed to lock her eyes with the glow of his. "Why did you work for them, before the attack? If you don't like augmentation, I mean?"

Adam's mouth twitched in a wry smile. "I used to be in SWAT. It was a good job, good people. But… Some shit went down, and I got kicked off the force. I didn't really have a lot of people banging on my door to hire me. So Megan pulled some strings with her boss. I think she wanted to keep an eye on me, or… something. And Sarif was always big on the 'we're doing it all for the betterment of mankind' speech."

"Right up until he chopped off your limbs, you mean?"

"Hasn't stopped him," Adam replied. "He and Megan, they always said they were doing it for the science. To be able to help people overcome their disabilities and become more than life made them. But if you look at the books, all the big money comes from fucking top secret defence contracts."

Li looked down again, and huddled further underneath Adam's coat. "I'd like to give your boss a piece of my mind," she grumbled. He smiled again.

"That would be quite some show," he murmured. Within another minute, Adam heard Li's breathing slow and deepen into sleep.

Her hair was hanging straight down in a silky curtain across her face, and Adam lifted his hand to smooth the strands out of Li's eyes. He'd touched her face before, back in the alley, and he'd held her hand, but at the time he had so much to think about that he hadn't noticed the texture of her skin. It was smooth and soft, and for a moment Adam stared at his hand in disbelief.

In all the time since the attack and his subsequent augmentation, Adam hadn't let himself entertain the thought of allowing another person to touch him. The sensation that he felt when he touched Li's skin with his damned metal hand was so unbelievably normal that it was almost surreal. Megan would have loved to explain the full interaction between the tactile sensors, his biochip and his brain, and how a metal limb could still allow him to feel even though it was no more alive than his fucking 10mm. She would have drifted into her own little world of science and Sarif's perfect vision of the future –

Best cut off that train of thought, right now.

Satisfied now that Li was relaxed and entering a deeper sleep, Adam laid his head back and relaxed his body, allowing sleep to drag him down into his nightmares for the first time in days.

Li hated the dark, and she hated dark, confined spaces even more. Something about them always made her think of her parents, and of the way she knew they must have suffered in their final moments during the Evolution is Progress attack. Adam had left her alone so that he could go in search of some supplies. She knew that he had only been gone a few minutes, but it felt like a lifetime. The walls were closing in and the darkness almost seemed to have substance, and Li yelped in shock as she finally heard the creak of the metal door opening and closing behind Adam.

It was a little eerie, only being able to see the glow of his eyes as he walked towards her, but Li was just grateful that she could see something other than her own hallucinations. When he sat down beside her, she felt the thud of her heart finally calm, and then she noticed the smell of food drift up to her nostrils. Suddenly, it made the few minutes of fear worthwhile, as she felt her stomach rumble in appreciation of finally being able to eat.

They were almost within Canadian waters, Adam had told her, and Li was happy that they would finally be able to escape their prison. He had kept her sane, asking her about England, and talking about Detroit, and she appreciated that, but she would appreciate the open air and a little bit of light even more.

It was funny, though. Regardless of where they both came from and what Adam looked like now, Li was surprised to learn that he had never really liked the idea of augmentation. And she got the impression that he didn't much trust his boss, even though he was stuck working for him if he wanted to find answers about what had really happened during the attack on Sarif Industries.

He wasn't a crazed addict, or a mindless killing machine. He wasn't any of the things that The Party insisted. She couldn't even see why he would be considered to be an affront against God, for anyone who chose to believe in those sorts of things, and it was a huge relief to finally realise that she didn't have to act like she believed any more, if she didn't want to.

As Li sat beside Adam in the dark, munching on her sandwich while they finally escaped the reach of the UK Authorities, she couldn't help but smile. Her old life was in tatters, and she didn't know where they were going to go once Adam was done in Hengsha, or even what she would do if they even reached somewhere safe. It didn't matter. The weight that had been lifted from her shoulders was enough for now.

The time in Adam's retinal display clicked over to 3am, and the container started to move right on time. It shook and juddered a little while the bots manipulated the metal box off the ship and onto dry land, but Li didn't seem in the least bit concerned. She was itching to escape the confines of their prison, and Adam didn't blame her. After four days with the two of them being shut in such a confined space, the air didn't smell too fresh.

He'd considered contacting Malik to ask her to fly them straight to Hengsha, but that would mean either explaining things to Sarif, or coming up with some kind of cover story, and Adam didn't want to get Malik into trouble with their megalomaniac boss. That, and he wanted to limit the number of people who knew about Li, until he knew exactly why SpecOps had been so determined to find her.

They waited until the bots had moved onto hauling the next row of containers before they made their move. Adam figured it would be best to wait a day before arranging transport out of Canada, in case anyone had been watching for passengers boarding just after a UK shipment had arrived. So they went off in search of a quiet motel where they could wait out the day. A shower and a hot meal wouldn't go amiss, either.

There was only one place in the whole port area that Adam felt comfortable approaching. It looked shady enough that he figured the guy running the place wouldn't be interested in their business, as long as they kept out of his. There was only one room available though, which the guy had said with a sly smile. They were going to have to share. Adam figured that he would sleep on the couch, except there wasn't one in the poky little room. They had a bed, a kitchenette with a coffee machine and a rickety table and two metal chairs, and a dank bathroom with no window and an ancient looking extractor fan. Li was right when she said that he took her to all the glamorous places, he thought to himself.

Adam left Li alone to shower while he took a look around the port, staking out places that he thought might be able to take them on to China the next day. He wanted something quiet, so a passenger ship wasn't on the cards. There were still freight ships who allowed passengers these days, and as a paying customer they'd even get their own cabin facilities and food. It was their best option to be able to lay low in a little more comfort. Satisfied with what he'd found, Adam picked up some fresh clothes for the both of them and headed back to the motel room, relishing the thought of a hot shower.

The welcoming smell of hot coffee hit his nose as soon as Adam opened the door to their room. Figuring that Li must be in the kitchenette, he dropped his coat and gear on his side of the bed, unclasped his body armour and slid it over his head. He groaned in relief as he was able to flex his shoulders fully for the first time in what felt like weeks. Kicking off his boots and socks, he unzipped his pants and headed for the bathroom, retracting his glasses in the steamy room as he grabbed the hem of his shirt in his fingers and started to raise it over his chest.

He didn't register the sound of the shower turning off until it was too late. The screen door opened and Li stepped out of the shower, steam billowing out around her naked and dripping wet form as they both came to a shocked standstill, with only centimetres of hot, damp air between their two bodies.

Li yelped in shock, eyes darting around for a towel before she realised that he was standing between her and the towel rail. Her eyes settled on his stomach, which he had bared when he'd started taking off his shirt. A blush started to darken her already slightly flushed skin and he couldn't tear his eyes away as he followed the path of the water dripping down over her full breasts and onto her narrow waist and flared hips.

Shit. Adam felt his body respond immediately, his pants suddenly uncomfortably tight as his cock swelled at the sight of Li. All the parts of his body that weren't directly controlled by his augs screamed at him to shove her back against the wall and finish what he'd started in the alley back in the UK. He considered it for a moment, even though his implants were flashing a warning that the hormone levels in his brain were compromising his thought processes.

Fuck that, he thought to himself as he noticed the increase in Li's breathing, her pulse and her body temperature. He stepped closer, and almost touched his hand to her cheek before he noticed her flinch.

Of course she was breathing hard, it was fucking boiling in this shitty little cave of a bathroom. And her pulse had quickened because he had given her the fright of her life as she had stepped out of the shower. Adam felt his own cheeks darken as he stepped back, mumbling an apology as he grabbed the towel, thrust it into her trembling hands and fled the room.

A few minutes later, Li padded out of the shower and into the bedroom. Adam was standing with his back to her, staring out of the window, but he could see from her reflection that she was draped from chest to thighs in a fluffy white towel. He looked away, feeling every inch a fucking predator as she stood awkwardly, rubbing her toes against the crappy motel carpet.

"I, uh," he started, but didn't know how to explain himself. "I smelled the coffee. Thought you were in the kitchen."

"Oh," Li replied. "I put it on before, so it would be ready after I finished in the shower."

"Yeah," Adam growled, his voice hoarse. He raised his hand to scrub through the hair at his neck, embarrassed. "I figured that, now."

"Well," she said brightly. She was trying to shrug off what had happened and lighten the mood, which somehow made Adam fee worse. "Guess I'd better go check if it's done. The, um. The shower's free, now."

"Great," Adam replied, and almost sprinted for the seclusion of the bathroom as Li walked off into the kitchen, the shortness of the towel emphasising the sway of her hips as she moved.

He was grateful for the iciness of the water as he turned the shower on completely cold and stood shivering beneath it, waiting for the shock of the water to cool his still raging hard-on. She'd flinched away from him, for christ's sake, but his body still wouldn't take the fucking hint. She was a completely natch girl, from a police state that basically demonised augmentation, and he'd dropped in and completely destroyed her life. And that was without even thinking about how he'd essentially forced himself on her in the back of that fucking alley.

Adam turned around in the shower, and had to force his limbs to remain still to avoid the temptation of smashing the full length mirror that threw the taunting image of his augmented body straight back in his face. Of course she'd flinched at him. What else did he fucking expect?
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