Struggle she did. Use to supernatural beings she was actually doing better then could be expected though the end result still looked inevitable as she felt that cock sliding further along the insides of her thighs as she felt the clear trickle of pre-cum against her.

Buttons clattered off of the floor and Greg reached down between their bodies to take himself in hand to guide himself to her treasure trove. It was then that she could hear a sound, no rip or tare of fabric but an audible click.

Only now did she become aware of the shadow draping her form since she was preoccupied in her struggles. Johnny. He had come back and he had another gun aimed and cocked at Greg.

"You don't want to do that," he said cooly while keeping a bead on him. "Don't move ... are you alright?"

"Yeah..", Pia panted. "Yes.. I am all right."

She was more than all right. Fear gave way to relief, still floating on adrenaline from the fight. Her hearth still beat hard against her ribcage. She struggled to control her breath, her chest heaving, so her breast, covered by a lacy bra, rode up and down with the air flowing in and out of her.

"I am all right, but I need Greg to move off me!"

She could not help but grin. Greg's plan seemed to have backfired on him pretty badly. She could not help but find some joy in how he had been thwarted.

"Move, slowly." Johnny commanded, an ah ah ah falling from his mouth as Greg moved to stuff himself back into his pants and zip up once he complied as much as he didn't want to see the others erection sticking out he was taking no chances.

Once that was done he tossed Pia a bare of crude handcuffs, well they looked crude but where cutting edge for the time period. "Cuff him. So help me I'm hoping you try something." Johnny kept the weapon trained on him while she saw this through.

"I had a feeling ... I wasn't sure and I was praying I was wrong but evidentally taking a few precautions helped."

Pia got to her feet, straightening out her clothes as good as she could.

Taking the cuffs, she walked behind Greg. "Arms behind your back.", she said, her voice flat and buisniesslike. Beneath it was hidden a ton of emotion. Relief was the strongest among them. She felt more than a little awkward as well, being roughed up and kind of exposed in front of Johnny.
Then there was a little twinge of victory over Greg. It was a lot of emotions to feel all at once, and she did feel kind of wobbly as she waited for Greg to put his hands behind him, so she could cuff them.

He complied, placing his hands behind his back though he glared at her all the while sensing her little triumph here but made no moves with Johnny eyeing him and the gun leveled against him. Though once it had been done he crumbed up on the floor pistol whipped by Johnny.

He was still alive of course, and would probably awaken with a nasty headache in an hour or so but once he was down Johnny reholstered the weapon, gazed down at him then back to Pia as he beckoned her closer to his side.

"Let's go."

He departed the building with her not halting to even look back as he shimmed into the car and started it up. Pulling away from the building he flickered his gaze back at her as they pulled out onto the street. "Same plan? To Mexico?" He toyed with the idea for a moment then shook his head. "No, he knew of the old plan and the police would find out plenty of details when they get a hold of him, Canada then?"

SHe was still a bit shook up, but Johnny seemed to be right at buisniess again. She wondered a bit how he could be so calm. Two of their partners were dead, and one unconcious on the floor after trying to double cross them. She wondered how Johnny could be so collected, but she supposed he had to be.
He was a robber and a fugitive, and so was she. Staying strong in the face of adversity was what was needed to survive.

So she walked over to Johnny, leaning a little on his shoulder. "Canada? That sounds.. perfect! Beautiful nature, friendly people. Let us go!"

In the face of it all he did seem calm or perhaps it was simply because he couldn't change any of it. The twins were dead whether or not he fell to pieces over it or not, and Greg, well Greg was Greg. Johnny's arm circled her shoulder as she leaned against him, his hand rubbing along her arm in a comforting manner as he nodded at her words.

So off to Canada they went. While events flashed ahead quiet a bit she had the impression that the trip had been a long one as the car game to rest upon the gravel lot of an old hotel. A distant roar of falling water could be heard though not seen.

Johnny left her at the car long enough to run inside and get the arrangements for a room, just long enough for Pia to see a distant car pull over at the side of the road, a black cadallic though it was too distant from her to make out any more details than the fact that it had it's blinker on, probably someone that pulled over to check out a map, given that she could hear water she could assume she was near Niagara Falls and that was a tourist over there but before she could ponder it much Johnny returned to the car.

"Alright, the room for the night is taken care of, hopefully it's not like the last one ..." If they were heading towards Mexico then they must have doubled back and headed north east rather then heading straight north from where they had been, so how much time flashed by in the blink of an eye? Several hours? Days?

She blinked a little, trying to figure out the time in her head. It was like the journey to the house where the twins were killed. She knew she had made the journey, but it seemed so fuzzy. Like someone skipping the boring parts of a movie.

She eyes the black car suspiciously. She was a bit paranoid, naturally. There was about a billion reasons for a car pulling up in a place like this, and most of them had little to do with her. Yet she was a bit suspicious.

She smiled when she saw Johnny coming from the hotel.
"Great!", she said. She got out, careful to have her face away from the black car. "That black car there.. uh.. probably nothing.."

Johnny glanced back over his shoulder pretending to focus in on a jogger for a moment when he was actually paying more attention to the car on the edges of his peripheral vision. He turned around though, flashing her a smile as if he didn't want her to worry about it or that the whole matter was irrelevant.

"No one I regonize, must be nothing."

He lead her to their room, fishing his key card out of his pocket and opening the door, holding it open for her and taking the time to glance back at the car one final time before ducking inside himself. Once inside he turned his attention back to her.

"Alright, we have to figure out what we're going to do. The initial plan was to cross the Mexican border, locate a fence for the diamond and then go our separate ways but obviously we had the change of plans, not to mention ... well, not to mention I really don't want to leave."

Pia watched Johnny.
"We got to leave. Either for Mexico, of for Canada. Please.. The longer we stay here, the bigger the chance we will be identified as the thiefs. Greg might get caught. Maybe he will squeal to save his ass. Or maybe he will track us down. Or someone might connect us to the twins, somehow. They are going to go looking for us, or for the diamond. And the further away we are, the safer we will be."

Pia took a deep breath. "Please..", she implored. "I don't want to go to jail. I don't want to be on the run with a diamond we cannot sell. And I don't won't you to get in jail because of me."

"So.. basically.. either we cross the border, either one of them, and fence the diamond, and take it from there. Or.. or I walk. You keep the diamond."

Pia was not used to being stern, but she had to. She feared Johnny would postpone it forever, jumping from hotel to hotel until they got caught, and she feared he would do it because of her. Loosing all she had worked for would suck, but landing in jail because of Johnny's hesitation would suck more.

He pressed a finger to her lips as if silencing her fears, his other hand tucking into her own as he gazed into her eyes. A smile flittered across his face, evidently not thinking to much of the danger or dealing with it in his own bizarre way.

"Pia, we already crossed the border into Canada. You were sleeping in the car ... yeah, change of plans and all locating a fence her may take a little more work since the one we had was based in Mexico but that shouldn't be too difficult.

"I was thinking of getting rid of the diamond, traveling a bit from it so as not to even be remotely near it, then, well ... I dunno." He smiled again, patted the back of her hand as he did so. "I just ... well I just don't want to be away from you."

(ooops.. got the geography mixed up.. Slept in the car.. yeah.. Thanks for the save )

"Yeah, I guess.." Pia said, feeling a bit silly for the slip up. "I am sorry.. I am sort of tense and out of it.."

Johnny wanted to get rid of the diamond too. That was good. She was not so sure what she felt about the rest, though. She liked Johnny, certainly, but in the way he wanted her to? No.. maybe.. possibly.. probably not. At least not yet. Problem was, she feared he would hold on to her until he was sure. That could land them both in serious problems.

Not knowing what to say, Pia kept quiet.

(No problems there)

When they were both secured in the room he seemed to sense some of the confusion that flickered through her head. The last day or so had been stressful for the both of them and he could read her uncrtainty in her eyes.

"Relax, I'll go to the lobby and make a phone call to set up the meeting with the fence, the sooner the diamond is out of our possession the better. Greg will be clueless as to where we went off to since we're no longer following the original script."

From there he seemed a bit unsure himself, though he had been pretty good at hiding such things, he did feign her a smile though as he set his hands upon her shoulders, gripping them softly but securely. "The worst is behind us, just a meeting and it will be all over with."

Pia was tense, and so was Johnny, she could sense. She could understand that. So many complications.. Not to mention they were down to two, two others dead and one that had betrayed them.

The thought of Greg disturbed them. Rationally, she knew there was little chance they had been followed by him. Even if he guessed their new plans, he would have a hard time finding them, since he would not know the exact route.
But what if he had contacts, people with more resources to search with? Or her had been caught, then informed the police? No use thinking like that. What could they do, if that was the case? Nothing.

They were both tense and nervous. "OK. Good luck. Be careful."; she said, giving him a quick hug s he went off.

She still could not quite shake her dark feeling. After a few minutes, she decided to follow, taking care to remember the key to the room, and keep an eye on him, just to be sure.

As she hugged him she had no doubts that that wasn't a gun poking at her, his was usually holstered under his jacket. He said nothing about it as they parted company though it was not long before she followed. Upon leaving the room she could still see the sedan parked along the side of the road though it was only there for a few minutes so that wasn't unusual.

When she got to the lobby Johnny was just hanging up the phone, his conversation could not have been long, though when seeing her he smiled at her as he turned in her direction heading towards her.

"What's wrong? Couldn't stay away?" He joked. "The meeting is set up for tomorrow night so it shouldn't be long now, west side of town."

He lowered his voice at the last part after his little joke, his eyes flickering towards the doorway as if he saw someone there though he saw nothing and glanced back towards her.