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Hallowed Truth	By : Spiritwolf71 Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 3767 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sometimes life was full of surprises, some of them were good and some of them were bad, and there were always some, one was not certain what to do with. Lanie had been that surprise and Sam had not quite figured out what she made of her. There was the fact that at times Lanie terrified her. The marine had stopped threatening her and had actually become very nice, but Sam could not help but wonder if the woman would kill her for her own survival. She was a self-proclaimed survivalist, and she was a killer.
The problem was Sam had already begun to sympathize with her. She had not been able to help herself. The woman was strong and independent but had this little childlike vulnerable quality. It was an odd thing to imagine in a woman whose job was killing people, a woman that had spent a good portion of her life a slave. One would think innocent and vulnerable were two trait that would never been spoken in a sentence regarding the woman. Sam could not help but think them anyway.
She would never forget that look of pain in Lanie’s face when she realized the only person she had trusted had been the one that stabbed her in the back. It had almost reminded her of the look on Jokers face when he had to leave Shepard at the citadel or the look on Liara’s face when Shepard was declared dead. It was that moment exactly things had changed, Sam was no longer her prisoner, not really, instead she had become the only tie to life the woman had.
Sam found herself looking over to the woman sitting beside her every now and then, almost studying her profile as Lanie drove. She could not help but notice the woman look sad as they made their way north in yet another stolen vehicle.
Sam closed her eyes for a few minutes as she let the music play, clearing her mind of anything else. It was a wonderful feeling, the unfortunately didn't last. She was trying to convince herself she was on some real trip somewhere with someone she loved instead heading to some observatory, communication center, with the woman that had kidnapped her. She was almost successful when suddenly the most beautiful voice she had ever heard reached her ears.
She opened her eyes and realized that it was Lanie, singing a song at the top of her lungs as she reached down and turned the music up slightly. "I love this song, "she stated so out of the blue, and then continued to sing. Sam could not help but smile as she stared at the woman.
Of all the things she had never expected was to hear Lanie sing and she was amazing. Sam wondered if she knew just how beautiful her voice was. She finally chuckled under her breath and then gave into the moment and sang with her, at the top of her lungs as well.
I was sick and tired of everything,
When I called you last night from Mindoir.
All I do is Mine and Study and work,
Wishing find the perfect love.

Gimme! Gimme! Gimme complete freedom!
Won't somebody help me dance in the rain!
Gimme! Gimme! Gimme complete freedom!
I really want to dance in the rain!

Susan, I was defeated, you won the war.
Susan, promise to love me forever more.
Susan, couldn't escape if I wanted to.
Susan, knowing my fate is to be with you.
Ooo-Ooo-Ooo-Ooo-Ooo Susan!
Finally facing Susan.

You are the singing monarch, here in Mindoir.
Singing monarch, feel the beat from the tambourine.
You can dance in the rain, you can dance in the rain, having the time of your life.

Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! complete freedom,
Won't somebody help me dance in the rain!
They both hit that high note at the end squealing their voices as they did, then started laughing. Sam looked to Lanie again seeing something she had never seen, a light or a sparkle to those sultry grey eyes. That laughter and smiled was completely infectious, almost like a child. The next song came on and Lanie wink with a smile at her and turned the radio up again and sang, encouraging Sam to join.
Where can you find pleasure?
Search the world for treasure?
Where can you raise your hand high?
Make your dreams all come true?
Where can you kiss me?

In my arms!
Yes, you can raise your hand high!
In my arms!
Yes, you can kiss me!
In my arms!
Come on now Lonely wanderer, make a stand.
In my arms!

Lonely wanderer, raise your hand high.
I said, Lonely wanderer, kiss me.

It's beautiful to laugh in my arms.
It's beautiful to laugh in my arms.

They have to stand on a chair,
You can raise your hand high.

It's beautiful to laugh in my arms.
It's beautiful to laugh in my arms.

They have lips,
You can kiss me.

Lonely wanderer, are you listening to me?
I said, Lonely wanderer, what do you want to be?
I said, Lonely wanderer, you can make real your dreams.
But you got to know this one thing:
I love you.
And...

It's beautiful to laugh in my arms.
It's beautiful to laugh in my arms.

Again Lanie laughed and Sam joined her. "We should go on the road," the Marine declared.
Sam laughed even more, "We already are on the road," she countered and again turned to study the woman's profile, this time in a whole new light. She had felt that through the two songs they have shared something special, a moment in time that Sam would not soon forget. She felt as though she had finally found her first crack in the armour the woman had built up around herself. Not that she had been trying to but that's what it was, a moment.
Sam smiled slightly and placed her head back against the head rest. "I think The Willies are now officially my favorite band ever," She said lowly, Lanie turned and smiled at her.
"I've always loved their stuff," She said and then chewed on her lower lip as if she was fighting with a decision, "I used to sing The Willies to Lottie all the time, she loved it when I sang. She could be crying her heart out but then as soon as I started singing she would stop and listen, sometimes she would reach up and put her tiny hand on my chin as I sang."
"Where was James, did he know?"
"God no, it wouldn't have been fair," Lanie said and Sam wondered why she thought that.
"But you decided to keep the baby?" Sam asked.
"I didn't want to. I had thought of every avenue. I couldn't bring myself to abort the pregnancy and I did consider adoption but my mother, bless her soul, she told me to wait, wait until I had her and held her to make a choice." Lanie looked at her for a second before focusing again on the lane. "And when I did hold her," Her bottom lip trembled slightly and she inhaled sharply. "There was no turning back. She was so tiny and beautiful and she had these beautiful grey eyes that seemed to look deep into my soul. I mean I know they aren't really looking and their eyes are not able to focus, but on some level she was."
It grew quiet in the car and Lanie refused to look in her direction. Sam didn't need to see her to know that she was fighting to hold back her emotions. She couldn’t stop herself as her hand moved over and rested on Lanie leg and squeezed slightly. With the woman driving it was the only way to offer her support. What surprised her even more then her actions though was when Lanie reached down and wrapped her own hand around it and squeezed.

Sam woke as the vehicle finally came to a stop. The last thing she remembered was Lanie holding her hand, but as she woke the woman was already half way out of the car. She moved over to Sam’s side of the car and opened the door.
“This store has a quick credit transfer machine, you think you could hack into it, transferred credits can’t be linked to us?”
Sam looked store and wondered where in the store it would be and how busy it would be. She certainly would not be able to hack into it if there was a line up, or anyone watching over her shoulder. It was worth a try and would stop Lanie from having to go out at night and break into things. Lanie handed her the Omni tool.
“How much longer do we have to go?”
“We are in Hope now,” Lanie could not help but smile when she said that, “So half way.”
“Hope,” Sam laughed and got out of the vehicle and moved into the store. Lanie followed but headed towards the refreshments. Sam watched her for a second and realized that Lanie was showing some trust in her, letting her move about by herself.
What a strange world, Sam could not help but think. A few days ago this woman charges into her life, throws it upside down, holds her hostage, threatens to kill her, teased her about her ball chair. She put Sam’s life in danger and started dragging her all over the place, but somewhere along the way Sam had stopped being the hostage and become what? Were they now friends?
Sam had no clue, but she did know a few things, she wanted to help Lanie, not only to help herself but because she wanted to see the Marine finally have something go right in her life. Not that she even pretended to know everything about her life but enough that she wanted to see her happy. She knew she really liked it when Lanie smiled and she knew that she stay with her until this was over. In feeling this way she wondered if this was what it meant to have Stockholm syndrome.
She moved to the credit transfer machine and placed her omni tool on the pad provided and began work. There were only two others in the store, a young man and an older woman, neither at the back where the machine was. Credit transfers were an easy thing to hack into, the problem was it took a little bit longer then she liked. She hacked a few credit from a lot of sources instead of a lot from one or two. Hopefully no one would miss a four or five credits right away.
When she was done she joined Lanie would had picked up quite a few things. A hiking program for the trails one could find around most of the mountainous areas in Vancouver, some warmer clothing like mitts and toques and then a lot of snacks. They bought them quickly and then left for the vehicle. They packed it up and were almost inside when the young man from the store approached.
“Ah knows who yer.” He said getting up and into Lanie’s personal space. He was two other men who stayed back a bit further. He had an accent like Sam had not heard before. “Yer a murderer, you killed tha’ Prime Minister.”
“Me, I’m a nurse one holidays with my girlfriend we are going hiking,” she said looking at Sam, “Besides they caught that woman, she’s dead.”
“She’s not dead on account they is hiding sumptin and I’m reckoning yer it.”
Lanie dismissed him and stepped beyond him into the vehicle. She closed the door before he could say more. There was no sense in arguing with the man right there; they would never convince him he was wrong. Sam followed suit and they drove away.
“I don’t think he believed you.” Sam said.
“No, and he’ll call the authorities, we’ll have to get another vehicle.”
Sam sighed. “I was just starting to really like this one too.” She admitted, Lanie smiled but Sam could see the nervousness behind her eyes.
“Sorry,” She said simply. Sam smiled.
“A nurse, lifelong dream?” Sam teased and smiled more when Lanie did.
“No, not really,” Lanie said and looked to Sam, “Sorry for putting you in that position.”
It took her a few second to realize she was talking about the girlfriend bit. “No worries, I do play the part well.”
Lanie laughed and pulled into a driveway leading to a farmhouse that appeared empty. She got out of the vehicle and looked turned back to Sam. “Well stay here and wait, I’ll see if anyone is home. If not we’ll take that car and hide this one in the field.”
“This is starting to get old. I am surprised someone had not picked up on thing already.”
“This was unfortunately a great car, with an owner that didn’t give it much of a second look and we got away with it. But sometimes good things must come to an end.”
“You know, those words always bring on disaster,” Sam said making a face. Lanie laughed and moved to the house, knocking on the door. She waited for a bit and when there was no answer she moved back to the vehicle. “Ok let’s get this thing disappeared and then back on the road.”
They worked together unloading one car and filling the other and then were about to move the old vehicle into a hidden spot when a car sped up the drive way. Lanie quickly went for her gun and pulled Sam to the ground behind the car. “Stay down,” she hissed and postured herself as the car skidded to a halt and the three men from earlier came out all pointing firearms at her.
This was not good. She could take out one of them but two of them would kill her quickly.
“Drop it bitch,” the man that confronted her before, “Yer her, an’ yer a-gonna pay fer killin’ th’ Prime Minister. Yer already dead soz we can get away wif whatevah we hankering an’ kills ya after.”
She had no argument, he was absolutely correct in that matter. She just wasn’t sure what he was hankering and didn’t like the sounds of it. “Listen, I’ll put down my gun but you let my friend go.”
“Yer friend is aidin’ and abettin’ she’s just as guilty,” one of the others said. Lanie was so glad they all shared the same brain.
“Maybe so, but I guarantee you, I could kill one, maybe two of you before the last one got me. You must have forgotten all that was said of me on the extranet so let me refresh your memory. I was trained by both Cerberus and the Alliance and I was trained to kill people in all sorts of horrible ways. That is my job and I am very good at it. So you have your choice. You get me alive and only me and all of you live, or you take a chance and I might get lucky and kill all of you.”
Sam looked up to the woman from where she was kneeling behind the car. She liked Lanie but even she believed what the woman said and that she would kill them without batting an eye. She also did not want the Marine sacrificing herself for her. She found she didn’t want her hurt at all.
“Aiight, she walks, but yer staying.”
“Deal,” Lanie’s eyes never left the three men. “Sam get in the car and get out of here.”
“Lanie, I can’t leave you here with them,” Sam pled.
“You can and you will. Just promise me you will find the proof.”
“I can’t do it without you.”
“Yes you can Sam, you are the smartest person I have ever known,” She smiled but still did not look down. “And when you have a chance, check the front of my bag, I bought you something.”
Sam felt tears stinging her eyes, she didn’t want to leave now, a few days ago she would have been gone, not even a backwards glance, but not now. She looked up for a few more seconds and then crawled into the car. Unlike Lanie, Sam was not a great driver. She could get by, but nothing fancy. Lanie had already broke the cars security system and Sam pulled it out of the drive way, barely able to see threw the tears stinging her eyes.
She watched until she could see no more and then pulled the car over. She reached back for Lanie’s bag to see what she was talking about. She poured it all out in the back seat. Her eyes came to rest on a small wrapped package and she bit her bottom lip. She had though Lanie was giving her a code, something was in the bag they would help her escape this predicament, because Sam had an idea of what those men would do, instead her eyes rested on a something wrapped in a towel. She picked it up and slowly unwrapped it and felt a fresh round of stinging tears in her eyes as she looked at the folded magnetic chess board with a simple note attached to it. ^Maybe you can teach me^
Sam took a deep breath and looked down the too rest of Lanie’s stuff and grabbed the pistol that remained. She checked it and was happy that it was loaded. She might not be at a Lanie’s level of expertise, but she was taught how to fire a gun in basic training. Her heart raced wildly as she got out of the car and moved on foot back to the house. She had no idea of what she would do, but she knew she was going to get her friend out of there.

As soon as Sam was out of sight Lanie bent over and placed her pistol on the ground. With Sam gone she no longer had to worry about her and what would happen when Lanie tried to escape. Now she could just go all out on these guys and no one but her, and them, could get hurt. She had only wished that she had her second pistol with her, which would have really come in handy.
“So, yer unda arrest, be the power o’ us,”
“I’m going to take it that this is a new form of the English language you are speaking. I really never had a formal education and even I know it’s wrong,” Lanie said.
“Shut yer pie hole,” one of the others said speaking for the first time. Apparently courage found him after she was disarmed. He swung and hit her in the cheek with the butt of his shot gun. She flinched and her head jerk to the side, but she remained standing.
“So you are going to bring me in dead,” Lanie concluded.
“And broken,” the first man said, “like a horse, were going to break you in.”
Lanie laughed, she couldn’t help herself, she had met some pretty stupid sounding people in her life but these guys were at the top of that list.
The man with the shot gun got closer again and hit her again. This time her knees did buckle as he hit her temple, she saw a bright light and then felt a little light headed. He then made the fatal mistake of taking a hand off his gun, holding it by the barrel and grabbing her hair. He pulled to drag her towards the house but only got a couple steps before her hand trapped his and she stood up, removing a knife she had tucked into her belt. She jammed it up and into his under arm and he dropped the shot gun immediately. She swung behind him quickly as the other two were drawing their weapons back up.
She used him as her shield and felt him jerk as the other two shot, tucking in behind him as much as she could. She did feel something hit her arm though. She pushed the now dead man, towards the other two who continued to fire. When she was close enough she threw him at on and collided with the man who had done most of the talking. She drew her head back and then forward feeling his nose crunch under her forehead. Her knife came next as they fell to the ground, burying deep into his chest and she twisted it for good measure. She was going to stab again when she felt something jam hard into her rib and lifted her off the ground. The last of her would be capture stood over her, breathing deeply.
“You killed em!” He shouted and kicked her again, this time in the face. The bright flash of light hit again. She struggled to get to her feet but he kicked her legs out. “You fucking bitch, you killed em.” He screamed at her. All she could think of was Sam and that she got away. It was all she wanted. She knew she might not make it through all three of them before they got to her, but she certainly was not going to be their plaything until they decided they had enough.
In her head she thought of all sorts of things in a manner of second, thinking she was as good as dead. She would be with her mother and daughter and that would be a good thing. She could finally rest in peace. Then Sam entered those thoughts, how she had dragged that poor woman all over the place and found a friend in the process. Life was a strange creature some times.
She closed her eyes and waited for the shot, and she even flinched when she heard it, but then she felt nothing. It was only a second later when she felt an arm around her waist, pulling her up.
“Come on Lanie, I got you,” Sam said to her. Lanie looked up and let Sam help her. The man that had been about to shoot her lay on the ground holding his arm, his shot gun about three feet away.
“That was a good shot Sam,” Lanie said impressed that she hit his arm like that, but then she was feeling rather light headed.
Sam continued to help her walk, pulling her up when she slide down, “I was aiming for his head,” Sam said when they were out of ear shot. She walked her all the way back to the car and placed Lanie in the passenger seat.
“You came back for me,” Lanie said as Sam pulled her close to make sure she would not pass out. She knew a concussion when she saw one Lanie rested her head on Sam’s shoulder, Sam looked down to her.
“That’s what friends are for,” Sam said and pulled the car out onto the road.

Has a note both songs were created with a random generator, I have been told that several lines are from Dancing Queen by ABBA, any other lines that are similar to other songs are unintentional and I am not making any money from any of these songs
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