Desha's Reno of the Turks Fan Fiction

Interludes – Scene 44

Scene Notes: During Hell Week, Elena managed to chain Reno to a truck in the parking lot. Rude had to go set him free.

From Chapter 16: Hell Week:

“Hey, Rude,” she replied, “Reno’s gonna need you to bring a handcuff key down to the parking deck… Level C. Just follow the swearing.”

“… Will do.”

“No hurry, though,” she added, glancing out the window at the trapped redhead, who looked like he was trying to glare a hole in the side of her car.

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‘Follow the swearing,’ she’d said. Elena hadn’t been exaggerating, and that simple fact made Rude’s already wide grin widen even more. The rookie hadn’t told him what he was going to find when he reached the parking deck… but given that she’d specified the need for a handcuff key, he could guess.

He’d just figured that it had something to do with Hell Week. Elena had left for home promptly at five… and she’d called him from, he assumed, the parking deck more than ten minutes later. Obviously something had slowed her down.

“Come on, you motherfuckin’ bastard…” Reno’s voice growled, and Rude caught the sound of metal clinking against metal, followed by still more profanity. He followed the the sound of his partner’s voice to the far side of a truck… and burst out laughing.

“Fuck you,” Reno ground out. “Get me the fuck outta this.”

Rude managed to calm himself and knelt down beside the redhead, resting a hand on his shoulder.

“She got you good,” he stated, decisively. Reno glared at him, though the effect was greatly diminished by the fact that he currently resembled a very angry pretzel. He was trapped, his back against the side of the vehicle with his right arm stretched out over his chest and above his head, handcuffed to the door handle. His other arm was positioned awkwardly behind his back, his hand concealed beneath the truck’s runningboard. Rude could only assume that it was similarly locked down.

“Goddammit, Rude… I swear to Ifrit, if you don’t unlock these damn things in the next thirty seconds…”

The bald Turk smirked slightly.

“You’ll do what, exactly?” he chuckled. Of course he was going to let his friend loose. Eventually. But this really was hilarious, from his point of view. He intended to savor it a little while longer. Reno scowled at him, but said nothing. Rude peered underneath the truck and spotted the second pair of handcuffs. They were attached to the axle, holding his friend in place quite effectively.

“So… What was supposed to happen in this exercise?” he queried innocently. Reno rolled his eyes.

“Basic detection and avoidance. I was stalking her. She was supposed to give me the slip.”

“Guess she’s getting full marks on this one, then.”

“Tch… Like hell. I found her in about sixty seconds flat. She completely failed on that point.”

“And yet she’s not the one I had to come down here and rescue…” Rude pointed out, snickering.

“… Are you gonna get me outta this mess or not?!” Reno shouted, clearly growing more and more annoyed by his predicament. Rude smiled and stood up, reaching into his jacket’s inner pocket.

“In a minute…” he replied. The redhead’s eyes narrowed.

“Rude… don’t you fucking dare.”

Rude ignored his partner’s protests and pulled out his PHS, quickly thumbing open the camera app.

“Smile…” he requested, aiming the device at the trapped Turk. Reno strained against his bonds, and aimed a futile kick at his fellow Turk’s phone.

“Dammit, Rude!”

The bald Turk snapped the photo, and then pulled it up on the phone’s screen, chuckling as she studied it.

“This one is definitely going in the scrapbook…”

Reno let his head fall back against the truck’s side panel with a loud thunk and groaned. Rude tucked his phone away, and at last produced the requested handcuff key.

“Hope you learned your lesson,” he said, snickering while unlocking one hand and then the other.

“And just what ‘lesson’ do you think I needed to learn,” Reno asked with a roll of his eyes. The redhead gently rubbed at his newly freed wrists, massaging the circulation back into them.

“That you should never underestimate Elena’s ability to one-up you. You’ve taught her too well.”

~fin~