Skadi Lothbrok

That was all there was to it really. Nobody argued with orders from that high up. You’d been given an address and made your way there that same afternoon. The gates at the end of the driveway had been left open since they knew you were coming. As you got out of the car outside the front of the house though your intuition told you something was amiss.

The front door was left ajar and there wasn’t a single light on in the whole house despite the sun sitting low in the sky and darkness setting in. Since the Nazis were yet to hold any British soil you assumed this was some form of convoluted test.

Taking a moment to look over each window carefully, you were sure that there was nobody positioned in any of them. You looked over your shoulder under the guise of fixing your hair and fought back a smile as you spotted somebody hidden behind one of the shrubs. Moving around the front of the car, you dropped to a crouch so that the house was hidden from view.

“I’m a little old for hide and seek” you called out to the person in the bush “and it seems you’re not particularly good at it anyway”. There was a pause of silence before a man stood and appeared, making his way over to you. “Ah ah” you mimicked a gun with your fingers and aimed it at him “if we’re going to play games, you’re going to have to play your part” you imitated two shots at him.

“Seriously?” he asked with raised eyebrows. You simply smirked at him and maintained your position. Reluctantly, he moved to sit on the ground and pulled out a pipe to light.

“Funny actions for a corpse but I’ll let you off” you peered over the car to see if there was any movement at the house. “Don’t suppose the corpse wants to help a lady out with some intel?”

“That wouldn’t be playing the game now, would it?” he shot back.

“I don’t know, I’m rather good at getting information out of enemies” you shrugged before standing and making your way slowly to the house, leaving the man behind. Rather than head for the open door, you headed around the back and sided up to a window before carefully peering inside.

A smile graced your lips as you spotted not one but two men waiting in ambush of the front door. Did they think you were some sort of novice? Silently jimmying the window open you climbed through. They were mid conversation when you appeared behind them, both hands mimicking guns again “looks like you’re out boys” you spoke up.

The one on the right jumped slightly as he turned to face your raised hands. “Thank god for that” the other simply commented “now I can get back to my book”. He stood from where he was crouched and held a hand out for you to shake.

“Fairly certain corpses don’t shake hands” you joked “let alone read books”.

“You’re really going to insist we remain here?” he asked incredulously.

“Hey, this game was your team’s idea, not mine” you insisted “if we’re going to play then you have to do it properly”. The two men shared a look before sitting back on the floor with a roll of their eyes.

“We’ll wait here then it seems” the one from before spoke up again “if it’ll speed the process up you may want to check upstairs next”.

“What a helpful corpse” you winked before peering around the doorway and assessing the situation “I’ll be quite upset if the information is bad though”.

“You can trust that I want to return to my book more than I want to sit here” he promised. Deciding to take his word for it you slowly moved for the stairs. Taking them silently, testing for any creaks before each step. As you reached the top, you were caught off guard by another woman launching herself at you.

Regaining your balance, you rolled yourself out of the way and sparred with her, dodging kicks and punches whilst assessing her fighting patterns. Once you had a read on her you started to counter move. Moments later you had her pinned to the ground and mimicked a fatal blow. “Pleasure to meet you” you smiled as you moved into a crouch and carefully assessed the corridor.

“It’s going to be lovely to have another woman around” the woman smiled up at you “the men can be quite unruly at times”. Sparing her a smile you stood and moved to start checking rooms. As you went to open one on the right, you felt tension on the door as your started to move it. Checking it over, you spotted the wire at the top right corner.

Taking a blade from your belt, you cut the wire before opening the door the rest of the way. “Really thought that would work to be honest” a curly haired man sat opposite the door in a chair.

“Sorry to disappoint” you shrugged before throwing the blade to the wall right beside his head “and also you’re out”.

“So it seems” he laughed as he pulled the knife from the wall and started to dig dirt from his nails. That was when another man grabbed you from behind and lifted you from the ground. Fighting against his hold was useless, he had a strength advantage against you. This would require more practical thinking.

Swinging your leg into the back of his knee, you knocked his balance and the two of you went to the ground, giving you chance to escape from his grasp and turn to face him. He was huge! “Hey handsome” you grinned before rushing towards him whilst he was still on the ground.

He was quick to counter every move you threw at him and a silly move on your part had you pinned beneath him on the ground a few minutes later. “Damn” you sighed as he grinned victoriously.

“Don’t feel too bad, Lassen is our best when it comes to brute force” the man from the chair finally stood up and made his way over to you.

“Hey handsome?” the man in question asked as you remained pinned beneath him “you greet all enemies that way?”

“Just the pretty ones” you grinned at him before pointedly wiggling for him to let you up. He finally released you and offered you his hand to pull you up.

“I like her already” he turned and grinned to the other man.

You’d never set charges so fast before in your life. Five minutes later you were turning to make your way back to Freddy. No sooner had you popped your head around the corner though, did rifle shots ring out. “Oh come on” you complained as you darted back around the corner.

Time wasn’t with you. You’d set the fuses short. On the plus side though, if they kept close enough to keep you pinned down, they’d be blown to pieces right alongside you. Pulling two of your throwing knives out, you waited for the shots to stop before showing yourself just long enough to throw them.

One hit home in a soldiers chest but the other barely grazed the arm of another. Not to mention the third man you spotted. Back behind cover you pulled out the final two blades that you had. Dropping your head against the wall you closed your eyes and tried to calm your breathing. Anders’ face flashed through your mind and a smile found its way on your lips.

If this was it, at least you’d met him. Though you desperately wanted to stay with him. Taking one final breath you rounded the corner and prepared to meet your fate.

Your knives flew with deadly speed. One planted straight through the eye of soldier number one. Soldier number two ducked just in time for your other to fly harmlessly over his head. Continuing your sprint towards him you just hoped you could reach him before he shot.

The distance remained too wide though as he lifted the rifle and took aim. Time seemed to slow as you saw his finger move to the trigger.

You stopped where you were and stared at the man who was about to kill you.

His finger started to pull the trigger. 

Until an arrow burst from his forehead.

And then another through his chest. And another. And another.

As he fell face first into the dirt you released the breath you hadn’t realised you’d been holding. Anders appeared seconds later, sprinting over to you after dropping the bow and pulling you into the most desperate embrace you’d ever had.

He moved back from you and placed his hands on your face, staring into your eyes “don’t ever scare me like that again”. You nodded and pulled him in for a kiss that unfortunately had to be brief.

“The charges are going to blow any moment” you told him. He refused to drop your hand as you took off in a dead sprint. The explosions rang out before you’d fully cleared the area and shrapnel rained down over you both. “Shit” you dropped to the ground and took the best cover you could.

You felt Anders shield your body with his and silently scolded him for risking his safety for yours. When the explosion stopped, you removed your arms from your head. Anders moved above you and stood up, favouring his left side more. “Now you’re the one scaring me” you chided as you gave him a quick once over.

“We should take up safer hobbies it seems” he joked.

“I’m about ready for retirement at this point” you replied.

When you reached the others, they all gave a celebratory cheer before getting out of there.

Back at your base of operations, Freddy’s wound was treated. Anders had carefully worked to stitch up the wound on your arm, and you watched him in a comfortable silence as he tried to be as gentle as possible.

Later that afternoon the Ministry received communications from Churchill himself. Germany had finally surrendered.

The war was over.

Your group sat in silence for a moment before loud cheers erupted around the room. Anders grabbed you into a hug and lifted you from the ground. Spinning you around with pure delight. You leaned down to place a kiss on his lips.

“Looks like we get to retire even quicker than I thought” you beamed as he placed you back down.

“It does” he agreed “but I do have one request first” he took your hand in his and lead you out of the room.

“Sneaking off with me already?” you laughed as you followed him.

“Plenty of time for that” he gave your hand a squeeze before turning back to face you “after this” he pulled something from his pocket. Your heart jumped as he dropped to a knee and revealed the item in his hand to be a ring.

“Anders” you grinned widely as your heart quickened.

He smiled up at you “you’re the only woman I can ever imagine spending my life with. You truly are perfect for me and my world is nothing if you’re not in it. Will you do me the honour of becoming Mrs Lassen?”

“I’d love to” your answer wasn’t even one you had to think over. He jumped up seconds later and pulled you back against him, kissing you so desperately that you almost forgot you needed air. He placed a few more kisses against your lips before parting to place the ring on your finger.

“It’s gorgeous” you were stunned at the beauty of it as he slid it onto your finger.

“It was my grandmothers” he told you proudly “my mother gave it to me the other day”. You placed your hands on either side of his face and admired him for a moment before pulling him back in for another kiss.

“Anders. Y/n” Marjorie called and you both turned to face her as she came into the corridor “don’t go running off just yet, we’ve pulled out a bottle of the good stuff”.

“We can have a celebratory drink I suppose” Anders answered “it really is a celebratory day”. You smiled wider than ever as Marjorie’s eyes dropped to your entwined hands and the ring that now sat proudly on your finger.

“Oh my god” she spoke with excitement “are you two…did you…” The rest of the team appeared from the doorway behind her, interested in what was going on. You shared a look with Anders before lifting your hand and the ring up for them to see. Cheers erupted from them all and they all rushed to pull you into excited hugs.

The war was over. Your friends were all still here. And the man that you loved was about to become yours forever. You couldn’t have been happier.

“I’m just saying” you shrugged as you pulled the pin from a grenade and threw it over the crate you were taking cover behind. The explosion sent dust falling over you and you waited a moment longer before popping your head up.

“We need to set these quick” Freddy quickly stood from his position and started to run towards the hangar that should’ve been taken care of before anyone knew you were there. Breaking into a run behind him you continued to hear gunfire across the other side of the base. Good. That meant the others were still holding their own.

Upon reaching the hangar you and Freddy did a quick sweep before setting about placing the charges on all the planes. You both worked quickly and met up back near the way you’d come in. “Let’s go” Freddy hurried for the door but as he pushed it open a shot rang out and he stumbled backwards.

“Freddy” you panicked as he dropped to the ground. Keeping low, you pulled him back inside the door and dragged it shut once more. Looking over your friend, you saw the blood pooling out of his thigh. “Shit” you quickly pushed pressure onto the wound before looking around for something to help patch him up with.

“The fuses only have a few minutes on them” Freddy was gritting his teeth against the pain “you need to go”.

“I’m not leaving you, you idiot” you left no room for argument in your reply. “Keep pressure on it” you moved his hands to the wound before moving to undo your belt.

“Seems daft for us to both die here” he tried again.

“Neither one of us is dying here” you snapped as you used your blade to cut some of the fabric from your shirt. You folded it over a few times to make it thicker before pushing it against the wound and then using your belt to keep it in place and apply pressure. “Did you see the shooter?”

“Not properly” he managed “shot came from the left”.

“Right” you stood up and moved to the door, gun at the ready. You took a few steadying breaths before kicking the door open and turning to the left. A shot rang out and you felt a bullet graze your shoulder, but you’d located the shooter. He was dead seconds later.

“You’re hit” Freddy complained as you went back to drag him to his feet.

“Barely a scratch” you assured him as you moved to take most of his weight from his injured leg “now let’s go”. You hobbled through the door with him, making a beeline straight across the tarmac and for the cover you’d taken on the way inside.

The explosions started to ring out in a chain reaction. The ground shook beneath you and you felt the heat against your back as you finally got to cover. Freddy hissed in pain as you lowered him back to the ground and you checked on him quickly before checking nobody had seen your position.

“I need to go and deal with the radio tower” you told Freddy “have you got enough ammo for me to leave you here?” He nodded. “You’re not going to faint or anything?” the image of some enemy finding him unconscious and easy to kill flashed through your mind.

“I’ll be fine” Freddy insisted “don’t worry about me”.

“I have to worry” you smiled slightly “who else could me and Anders have so much fun flirting with?” He scoffed at your comment and once you felt assured he would be okay, you checked your weapons before checking the coast was clear.

Freddy handed you his pack with the charges still to be used and you threw it over your shoulder “be careful” he told you.

“I’ll be back in no time” you winked before heading for the tower.

~Anders POV~

They’d done all that they came to do. All they had to do now was get back out. He and Gus met up with Hayesy, Marjorie and Apple on the way out. They were all running high on adrenaline as they made it towards the fence where they’d come in.

“Freddy” Hayes spotted him first and the four of them hurried over to their teammate. “What happened?” Hayes asked as he took in the blood covered cloth belted to his leg.

“I’ll live” Freddy gritted out.

“Where’s Y/n?” the words came out steady, but his heart was caught in a panic at that point.

“Taking care of the tower” Freddy replied.

“On her own?”  he asked.

“She knows what she’s doing” Gus turned and assured him. Not that it did anything to ease the anxiety clawing through him. There were too many things that weren’t as the intel suggested about this base already. What if you ran into more trouble than you could deal with?

It was a battle to remain where he was and not charge off in the direction of the tower. Even more so when shots rang out in that direction. When the fire continued for a good long while, he couldn’t do it anymore.

“Anders” Gus placed a hand on his arm to try and stop him.

“Get Freddy back to the truck” Anders told him “me and Y/n will meet you there”. He could tell by the look in Gus’ eyes that he wanted to argue but the look he gave him in return had Gus backing down. He gave a brief nod before moving to help get Freddy up.

Almost a week later, you were dressed in the only formal attire you’d bought along on the trip – specifically requested by Anders. He’d been so excited when he told you he wanted to show you his home, you couldn’t refuse him. When he drove out of the village however, you grew a little confused.

You turned from the window to look at him “I thought you said you lived in Mern?”

“I said I lived near Mern” the corners of his lips turned up as he drove on. He was hiding something; you just weren’t sure exactly what yet. A few minutes later he turned into a long driveway and a huge manor came into view at the end of it.

Your eyebrows lifted in surprise, and you turned to give him another look.

“Welcome to Høvdingsgård” he answered your questioning look with a smirk. As he came around to open the car door for you, you still couldn’t quite believe it. 

“You mean to tell me your secretly incredibly wealthy?” you asked as you took his hand out of the car.

“It’s not a secret” he shrugged.

“When I asked about your home, you said you were from Mern” you scoffed.

“And I more or less am” he defended with a grin “give or take a few miles”.

“Any other secrets in that head of yours?” you laughed as you tapped the side of his head.

“My cousin nearly killed Hitler once” he deadpanned, and your eyes went wide with surprise. Before you could even process that information, the doors at the front of the house opened and a woman appeared.

“Anders?” she asked as she took a few steps towards you. Anders turned to the woman and you watched his features soften instantly. “Anders” the woman spoke again as a smile overtook her face, seconds later she rushed forward to pull him into a hug.

His mother, you thought as you stood back and let them have their moment. Tears of happiness streamed down her face and you smiled as Anders gently wiped them away.

“We got your letter saying you were in England” she spoke in hurried Danish “but there was no address to write you back”.

“I’ve been okay” Anders assured her “I’ve been working with the army. I’m sorry I didn’t write often. I couldn’t risk the letters being intercepted and the Nazi’s harming you because of me”.

“Why would they go to such effort for one man?” she seemed genuinely confused.

“I have quite the reputation” he shrugged.

“It doesn’t matter, you’ve come back to us” she placed her hands on his arms before turning to look at you.

“Mother” Anders turned to you too “this is Y/n”. The way he said your name had your heart singing. His mother looked from you to Anders and back before a knowing smile covered her face.

“It’s lovely to meet you Y/n” she came and offered you her hand “I’m Suzanne”.

“A pleasure to meet you too” you took her hand and shook it with a smile.

“Your Danish is impressive” she smiled “though by your accent I take it you’re English?”

“Yes ma’am” you nodded.

“I simply must know how you two met” she beamed “your father will be so pleased to see you” she turned back to Anders as she gestured for you both to follow her inside.

Anders entwined your fingers with his and lifted them to his lips to place a kiss to the back of your hand. The moment was so simple yet perfect that you couldn’t contain the happiness on your face. Anders had a similar look on his face.

Over the next few hours, you were introduced to Anders’ father and were shown around the house. Suzanne would offer stories of Anders’ childhood as you went, and you found yourself laughing often at what a troublemaking child he was. It was all so domestic.

“I’m afraid we must get back to our team” Anders eventually informed his parents “we’re here on business”.

“Business?” his father questioned as the four of you made your way outside “you’re not causing trouble are you Anders”.

Anders laughed at that “only for the Nazi’s”.

“Anders” his mother spoke up “would you mind helping me move something before you go?”

“Of course,” Anders replied eagerly before excusing himself and leaving you to converse with his father beside the car.

“I’m glad he’s found you” Emil told you with a smile “he could use a good woman to keep him under control”.

“Well, I’m not sure there’s anyone who can do that” you joked “but I assure you I always look out for him”. He smiled at your answer before Anders and Suzanne returned. Goodbyes were exchanged and promises to return in the not too far future and you were back on the road shortly after.

“My mother loves you” Anders beamed as he drove down the driveway.

“Of course she does, I’m a very likeable person” you replied “your parents seem really nice. And it sounds like you were such a handful to raise” you joked.

“I still am a handful” he laughed.

“I know” you smirked “luckily I’m good at keeping you on your best behaviour”.

“You think so” he challenged playfully though his eyes never left the road.

“I’m sure of it” you replied.

Though she schooled her features well, you noted the slight flicker of her eyes.  “Alright then” she let out a sigh of relief “quite frankly I’m shocked that nobody else has noticed until now. It’s getting quite tedious sneaking around like teenagers”.

“I don’t know” you gave her a devious smirk “it must make for an extra thrill sometimes”. The two of you were laughing as Gus and Anders entered the room moments later. Sharing a look with each other only had you laughing more at the two men’s joint appearance.

“What’s so funny?” Gus asked as he moved to pointedly sit opposite Marjorie instead of in the space beside her on the sofa. Anders made a course straight for you and sat with his leg pushed up against yours, his arm thrown over your shoulders.

“I was just remarking on how little we see of these two recently” Marjorie answered.

“And I remembered how often you and Marjorie also disappear simultaneously” you shot back with a raised eyebrow.

Gus watched you carefully before turning to look at Marjorie “I suppose the jig is up then”.

“Are we finally talking about how these two are together?” Anders asked and you couldn’t stop the laugh that escaped your throat.

“Bloody hell, does everyone know?” Gus scoffed.

“You’ve not been as subtle as you think” you informed him.

“I’m not sure you can comment about subtle” he replied.

“We’ve never tried to be subtle, it’s a waste of time” Anders grinned as he buried his face in your neck, nipping at the flesh there. You giggled as you pushed him away playfully. A wide grin covered his face as he met your eyes.

“Let’s get going before you two disappear again” Gus stood from his seat. He made to head for the door before turning back to Marjorie and pulling her into him for a kiss.

“What on earth is that for?” she asked him with a smile.

He shrugged and grinned “if they can do it so can I” with that he playfully swatted her ass before heading for the door “come on you lot”. You shot Marjorie a playful wink before following Gus, Anders hand in yours.

An hour later you were sat in a local bar with the group, enjoying welcoming Heron back from overseas. Apple was currently telling some story about an old school buddy of his when your eyes drifted to where Anders was getting drinks at the bar. And the dainty redhead who’d just placed her hand on him.

Jealousy sparked in you before you could do anything to stop it. Anders turned and pointed over to you, presumably letting the woman know that he wasn’t interested. But when she made direct eye contact with you and grinned before moving even closer to him, you saw red.

Gus seemed to have noticed what was happening too, “Y/n” he warned as you moved to get up.

“I’m just going to say hello” you smiled sweetly as you left the table. The woman turned to you as you made it to the bar, and you schooled your features into calm “hello” you greeted.

 She visibly looked you up and down before turning back to Anders, ignoring your presence entirely. “Are you sure I can’t take you home sugar?” Bloody hell, this woman had some nerve.

“I’ve already told you, I’m not interested” Anders told her sternly.

“Oh, don’t be like that” she reached her hand out to touch him again, but you were quicker, grabbing her wrist before she could do so.

“Anders here is a gentleman, so I’ll say what he’s too polite to” you stepped closer to her “Fuck. Off”. You pushed her hand back into her chest and stared her down. She looked between you and Anders for a moment before her eyes found the floor and she scurried away.

You rarely lost your temper, and you took a deep breath before turning to face Anders, expecting him to scold your outburst. Instead, he had a smug look on his face “what are you smiling about?”

“Nothing” he turned back to the bar and picked up the drinks “I’m just so glad you’re here to defend my honour”.

“Shut up” you rolled your eyes at him as you helped pick up some of the drinks “I did warn you I don’t share”.

“Oh I know” he continued to grin “don’t you worry, I’m all yours min kærlighed” he spoke the last words in a tone that had you concentrating on not spilling drinks as a shiver through you. Luckily, nobody commented on your actions once you returned to the table. The rest of the night continued without any issues though you did keep catching Anders looking at you like he'd made his mind up about something.

You and Anders chose to walk home as the rest of the group took a cab. The night air was refreshing on your alcohol warmed skin and you were definitely leaning towards the other end of tipsy. As you rambled on about a new knife that you’d bought you felt Anders simply watching you.

Stopping your rambling, you turned to look at him ”what’s on your mind handsome?”

”You” he answered before running his hand over your cheek ”as always”.

”Mr Lassen, I do believe you’re quite taken with me” you giggled as you did a playful spin and jumped onto a bench you were walking past.

”I am enamoured” he stepped closer to the bench, his hands steadying you as he gazed up at you ”completely and totally hooked”. You grinned wide at his words before leaning down to place kisses around his face.

”I think I might love you” you didn’t intend to say the words aloud but out they came. A moment of complete sobriety hit you and you started to panic about what you’d said.

”I don’t think I love you” Anders words left your stomach dropping completely and you moved to pull back before he tightened his grip to keep you in place ”I know I do”.

”You’re a mischief” you told him off as you hopped down from the bench.

”I’m sorry” he pulled you into a soft kiss ”I’ll do it properly” he placed his hands on either side of your face ”I love you Y/n”.

Your stomach was doing somersaults right then and you couldn’t fight the huge grin that spread over your face. ”I love you too” you told him and realised how much you meant it. His own face broke into a wide smile.

”So” he gave you another quick kiss ”now that we know we love each other” he kissed your jaw ”lets get back to the house” he moved down to your neck ”so that I can show you just how much”.

With the door closed, and indeed locked, Anders turned round to you with excitement clear in his eyes. “It looks like you’ve finally got me” you ran a hand down his chest “whatever will you do with me now?”

A growl left his throat in response and he quickly set about undressing both of you, which was fine with you since you were similarly keen. Soon enough you were naked and taking the opportunity to admire him. He was truly a sight to behold.

“See something you like?” he had a smug look on his face as he stepped close enough that you felt his impressive manhood push against your hip.

“Very much so” you replied before pulling him into a kiss, moving back towards the bed as you did so. He followed you and when your knees hit the bed he lowered you down to the mattress. “If you even think about teasing me again, I’m going to lose it” you warned and he laughed darkly.

“I learned my lesson last time” he assured you before running his fingers through your folds, clamping his mouth over yours and capturing the breath that escaped you. He toyed with your clit leisurely, before moving a finger down to your entrance. His other hand moved to fondle your breast. His pace started to pick up and your hips moved with him as he eased another finger in.

As tension built in you, you moved your mouth to his collar bone, biting down on the skin there. If the noise that came out of him was any indication, he didn’t mind at all. You’d been waiting long enough for this that you didn’t want to hold out any longer. “I need you Anders” you moaned into his ear.

His ministrations stopped and you watched eagerly as he took his hardened cock into his hands. He pulled you into another kiss as he lined up and started to push in. The stretch was absolutely divine as you wrapped your legs around his waist. When he eventually bottomed out, he paused to allow you to adjust.

When he moved it was far too gently for the state you were in “I won’t break” you promised with a buck of your hips. It was like a switch had flipped. He took up a pace that had you seeing stars and the bed creaking in complaint.

The need in you coiled tighter and tighter until the damn finally broke. Even then he didn’t slow, encouraging you through your orgasm. Once you regained awareness enough to think straight you hooked a leg around him and flipped him so that he was beneath you. His hands naturally fell to your hips as you savoured the new angle.

His head dropped against the pillows as you started to move above him. It quickly shot back up to watch your every movement, his hands gripping your hips tight enough that you were sure there’d be marks. Good.

As his grip tightened you felt him tense, and his eyes dropped shut “eyes on me skat”. The added Danish endearment had its effect, and his eyes locked on yours as he finally fell over the edge, you quickly following after him.

When you both came back down, you lay on top of him as you both regained your breaths. He wrapped his arms around you, determined to keep you as close as possible it seemed. “You’re so perfect min kærlighed” he whispered against your neck.

You smiled as you reluctantly moved off of him to head for the bathroom. He shamelessly watched your ass as you left. When you returned he moved the duvet back for you to crawl in ”you’re all marked up” he commented as he looked at your hips.

”Yes I am” you answered proudly as you got into the bed and moved into his waiting arms ”I guess you’ll have to keep me”.

”I don’t ever want you leaving this bed again” his voice rumbled against you as he rubbed soothing circles over the developing bruises.

”That’s going to get rather impractical after a while” you grinned as you pulled his arm to wrap around you.

”I don’t care” he insisted as he pulled you as close to him as possible.

"And what if I try to escape“ you moved around in his hold to face him, your heart racing at the proximity.

"Well, as I once told Freddy" he moved to growl the next words right into your ear, "I do love to hunt".

"Is it really Freddy that's on your mind right now"? you asked as you lightly traced your fingers down his side. He shuddered slightly under your touch and you grinned victoriously as you withdrew your hand right before you reached his cock. 

"Wicked woman" he growled out as he crashed his lips against yours, clearly fired up and ready to go again.

"Enough talking, show me how much you want to keep me in this bed" you challenged.

"With pleasure" he answered before doing just that. 

“You speak English?” another of them asked.

“Only little” you gave them your best Dutch accent.

“Why are you here?” one of them men asked in thickly accented English.

“Dock money” you told them “I collect each day for bank” they shared a look before turning back to you.

“Fetch it and be on your way” they instructed you.

You gave them a timid look and made sure to keep your head down as you shuffled past them, heading towards the dockmasters shed. Most of the soldiers were too busy talking amongst themselves as you strolled past them. A few made lewd comments which you simply ignored.

Just as you made it to the doorway, a loud explosion rang out across the other side of the dock. The soldiers instantly sprang into action, rushing towards the noise. Rushing inside the shed, the four soldiers that were readying the MG 42 turned to you confused.

Before they had time to fire off a single round, you pulled a pistol from your basket and shot the closest two dead. The next ran at you and you took care of him with a blade to the throat, blood spraying you as he fell. Indecision between manning the gun or dealing with you made the final man easy enough to kill.

Pushing him out of the way you took his position and took aim down the sight of the gun. A grin spread over your face as you started to take out groups of the Nazi soldiers. Between bursts, you spotted the rest of your team appearing from their hiding positions and dropping bodies.

The door to the shed swung open and an officer rushed towards you with a snarl. Rushing to turn and defend yourself, you cursed at the inconvenient angle you were at. Seconds later the door burst open once more and Anders tackled the officer to the ground. He attacked the man with such aggression that you were left stunned.

Once he was finished, he turned to you covered in blood. If the look on his face was anything to go by, he was watching for your reaction to his show of brutality. “You’re all messy” you rose an eyebrow at him.

“So are you” he gestured to the blood splattered over your own face before closing the distance and pulling you into a fiery kiss. It was all teeth and battling for dominance. You let him win. This time.

When he stepped back from you, you released a long breath “better get back to it” you told him before turning your attention back to shooting down Nazi’s. He left the shed to continue his own spree quickly after, but your heartrate refused to slow back to normal.

Not long after, there wasn’t a single soldier left on the dock. Standing from your position, you picked up the MG 42 before strolling from the shed and heading for the boat. “You taking souvenirs?” Freddy asked with a laugh as you jumped onto the deck.

“It’s too lovely to leave behind” you grinned as you put it down on the deck before moving to help ready the boat to leave. Half an hour later and you were clear off the coast and not a sign of being pursued at all.

“That went well” Gus finally spoke up “good job Y/n” he nodded at you.

“Always happy to kill Nazi’s” you beamed back at him, fully aware that there was still blood covering your face and clothes. A few laughs reached your ears before your eyes landed on Anders across the deck, in a similarly blood covered state.

“Time to go get cleaned up I think” you strolled over to him and tugged at his hand, pulling him after you as you disappeared below deck.

“You’re so perfect for me” Anders quickly moved to touch you more as you made your way to the small bathroom area.

“Is that so” you asked cheekily as you pulled your bloodied top over your head without hesitation, turning to the small sink and grabbing a cloth to wet. You watched Anders pull his own bloody shirt off in the small mirror. He wrapped his body around yours and took the damp cloth from your hand.

Dropping your head back against his shoulder, you sighed deeply as he started to wipe the blood and dirt from your skin. His movements were so gentle, clashing with the rough exterior that he displayed. You enjoyed the attention as you closed your eyes, relaxing into him.

Once the blood was cleaned from your body, he gently turned you around to wipe the splatters from your face. “So perfect” he spoke softly as he wiped the last mark away. You smiled softly before taking the cloth from him and returning the favour of cleaning him.

“You keep saying nice things to me we might have a problem” you spoke as you moved the cloth over his arms.

“Why’s that?” he watched you carefully as you worked.

You considered your answer before voicing it. “I might go and get overly attached to you”.

“That doesn’t sound like a problem to me” he told you as you moved onto his other arm.

“What if I end up wanting to keep you?” you dared as you gently removed the dirt from his skin, moving up to his face only to find him smiling widely at you.

“Then I’m yours to keep” he said it with such sincerity that you felt your own smile widen fully.

“You might regret that” you gently wiped his cheek clean.

“I doubt it” he took the cloth from your hand and threw it back into the sink before pulling you into a kiss more filled with emotion than any of the previous ones.

You hummed against him as you placed a hand on his chest and moved back a little. “Unfortunately, our friends are just up on the deck, and I’ve not known them nearly long enough to put on a show”.

“Damn them” he laughed as he placed another peck on your lips “this is torture”.

“We’ll be back in a couple of days” you reminded yourself as much as him “and then we can lock your bedroom door and throw away the key”.

“Hopefully the days are short” he reluctantly stepped back from you before leading you out of the bathroom to get clean clothes from your bunks. As you pulled out a fresh shirt and threw it over your shoulders, he moved closer to help button it up. Even that small act of care made you feel giddy.

This man was going to be the death of you. But damn you would die happy.

==BONUS ANDERS’ POV==

Every moment that he couldn’t ravish you felt like a physical torture. Every time you entered the same space as him, his blood ran hot. He’d never felt such an attraction to anyone before. The first time he saw you, he thought you were attractive. There were plenty of attractive women around.

But then he’d gotten to know you. And he was a goner.

It was like every interaction he had with you had him tumbling further and further. Seeing you fight had been the final straw. You were going to be his woman. There was no question about it. He’d grovel at your feet if needed.

“You’re absolutely smitten” Gus’ words snapped him out of his thoughts. Dragging his eyes away from you and over to his friend, Anders remained quiet, “you can’t keep your eyes off of her”.

He hummed in response before commenting “you know what Gus, I might just make that woman my wife one day”.

Gus’ eyebrows shot up in surprise before a wide grin took over his face. “I don’t doubt it” he slapped his hand over his shoulder “I don’t doubt it for a second”.

“Are we sure we can’t just kill one or two Nazis” Anders complained to Gus and you laughed at his comment.

“Just recon this time I’m afraid” Gus dismissed his comment as he continued to watch through his binoculars.

“You’re so impatient” you chided as you checked your watch, timing the guard rotations.

 “You can’t tell me you’re not bored too” he lightly pinched at your side and you swatted his hand away.

“I can promise you all the action you want when we’re finished” you wiggled your eyebrows suggestively.

“Don’t tease me woman” he warned as he let out a huff of annoyance.

“I’m not” you raised your binoculars back to your face “teasing implies no follow up”.

“Remind me not to group with you two again” Gus complained.

“We will happily go solo” Anders lifted his binoculars but turned to look at you instead “though I’m not sure how much recon we’ll get done”. You let out a laugh before playfully blowing him a kiss.

“Yeah, definitely sending someone else next time” Gus shook his head at the two of you.

“Ooh, send Freddy” you suggested.

“Yes, he loves our company” Anders added.

You looked just in time to see Gus roll his eyes at the two of you “I’m starting to wonder if the boss sent you to the team just to test me” he shook his head at you “and unfortunately I requested you specifically Lassen”.

“You’re mistake” Anders laughed “and my good fortune” he turned back to you and made a biting motion that reminded you of the mark still present on your inner thigh. You were so distracted for a moment that you almost forgot to check your watch as the guards reappeared.

 Silence fell over the three of you for the next half hour as you focused on the job at hand. It was an effort to keep your mind from wandering, especially when you kept feeling Anders’ eyes on you. Eventually, the sun started to drop to the horizon, and you were free to head back to the rendezvous point.

Marjorie, Apple and Freddy were already there so you didn’t have to wait before heading back to the boat. Just before you reached the dock though, a whistle sounded from a nearby shed and Hayes popped his head around, beckoning you over.

“There a reason you’re not on the boat Hayes?” Gus asked as your group made their way over to him.

“Sure is Sir, it’s full of Nazis” came his answer.

“Yes! We get to kill some Nazi’s after all” Anders practically jumped with excitement.

“What happened?” Gus asked.

“Think the dockmaster’s sold us out” he explained “half hour after you left, they showed up, made straight for our boat. I got away without them seeing me”.

Slowly making your way to the small hill that currently hid you from view of the dock, you lay down and shuffled to peer over the top. Sure enough, a host of soldiers swarmed the dock. There had to be three dozen at least. Apple and Freddy appeared either side of you for a look.

“No more than forty of them” you told them, “unless they’re calling for back up as we speak we can deal with them”.

“I don’t know” Freddy pointed across to the dockmasters shack “they’re packing some heavy fire power”. Following his gaze, you spotted the MG 42 the Nazi’s had bought along with them.

“A bit much don’t you think?” you sighed.

“Our reputation precedes us” Apple scoffed.

“But how would they know it’s us?” you asked before turning to the others “please tell me that’s not the same boat you used last time?”

“Boat’s a boat” Gus shrugged. You shook your head before moving back from the hill and heading over to him “honestly didn’t think anyone had been left alive to report on it”

“So, what’s the plan now then?” Hayes asked as the group gathered around Gus who was visibly running through plans in his head.

“I like that boat” Anders shrugged “I’m inclined to say we keep it”.

“You just want to shoot some Germans” Freddy shot back.

“Of course,” Anders shrugged “but I also want to get back on British soil fast as we can” the corners of his mouth turned up as he glanced at you.

“I’m not getting shot up because you want to get laid quicker” Freddy insisted.

“Nobody’s getting shot up” Gus cut in “as long as we take out the Buzz Saw, we can deal with the rest easy enough”.

“And just how do you suggest we do that?” Apple asked.

“I’ll sort it” you chimed in “they don’t know my face” you shrugged when they all turned to look at you “I can get close enough without getting shot on sight”. Gus was processing the thought when Anders spoke up.

“And how do you plan on dealing with that gun when you get there?” he rose an eyebrow in challenge.

“I happen to have a talent for killing Nazi’s” you winked before turning back to Gus, awaiting his go ahead.

“Alright” he finally agreed as he started to formulate a plan.

“Promise?” his grin widened as he crawled over the top of you, moving your legs back around his waist. He ran his hands all over your body as you moved yours to the bottom of his shirt, tugging it up impatiently. He sat back as he quickly lifted his top over his head and threw it across the room. Your heart thundered at the sight of him and you reached for his chest, only to have him grab your hands and pin them to the pillows beside your head.

You pouted in protest and bucked your hips against him. “Patience” he smirked down at you before moving to capture your lips. You bit playfully at his bottom lip, earning a groan from him. “You’re a menace” he moved his attention to the buttons of your shirt, popping them open torturously slow as he kept one hand pinning yours above your head.

The cool air hit your exposed skin, and seconds later he was trailing a line of kisses down your body. He finally released your hands and you were quick to bury one in his hair while the other scratched lightly at his back. He continued his trail lower until he shifted past where you wanted him, placing a kiss at your knee. He glanced up to give you a sinful smile before he slowly started placing kisses towards your thigh.

“You know, patience has never been one of my virtues” you complained. He laughed lightly before biting down on your inner thigh. The slight shock of pain was exquisite and you had to bite your lip to stop the noise trying to escape you. Seconds later his breath ghosted over your sensitive flesh and you felt your own breath draw in with anticipation.

A knock came at the door moments later.

“Ignore it” Anders insisted as he pulled at your knickers.

The knocking came again, more insistent this time. He growled in frustration before leaving you on the bed to storm over to the door. He pulled it just wide enough to see out “what!?”

“This a bad time” you heard Gus and could imagine the stupid grin on his face. When Anders only replied with an agitated look he continued “the boss has called an emergency meeting, we leave in 5”. You silently cursed the worst timing in the universe and dropped your head back against the pillows in frustration. “Oh, and bring Y/n too” Gus laughed before you heard him walking away from the door.

Anders slammed the door before knocking his head against it, then turning back to you. By the look on his face you thought he was debating ignoring the prime minister entirely.

“Serves you right for playing with me” you moved from the bed and made your way over to him and leaned next to his ear “it is however completely unfair to me”. You took his earlobe between your teeth and tugged lightly.

His hands found your hips and he tried to pull you against him, but you stepped back out of reach and moved to pick up his shirt from the corner of the room. He remained locked in place as you pushed it against his chest. You met his eyes and almost felt sorry for the torment you saw in them. Almost.

Not breaking the eye contact you redid the buttons of your shirt and readjusted your skirt. He uttered something under his breath before tugging his shirt over his head. “Time to go” you smirked as you reached past him for the doorhandle. He reluctantly moved to allow you to open the door before turning to pull you back against his chest.

“Soon as we’re done with Churchill, we’re coming straight back here” he growled against your neck.

“Of course,” you grinned “you’ve got to make it up to me”. Before you could lose your own restraint, you stepped out of his grasp and made your way down the corridor.

Gus, Apple and Marjorie stood waiting at the bottom of the stairs. “If looks could kill, I think you’d be a dead man Gus” Apple laughed as he took in Anders’ frustrated appearance behind you. You smiled despite your own frustration at the interruption.

“Was it a bad time” Marjorie moved to link her arm with yours as you headed for the door.

“Couldn’t have been worse” you sighed.

“I’m aiming exactly the same place you did” you defended as you maintained your aim with the arrow.

“Yes, but you don’t draw back as far, so the arrow won’t have as much speed” he reasoned before moving to nudge your aim higher. Deciding not to argue with him, even as he watched you with that smug look, you loosed the arrow. Rather irritatingly, it was a direct hit, meaning you would have missed before his correction.

“You’re insufferable” you rolled your eyes at him as you handed his bow back to him.

“I believe you mean to say ‘thank you for the brilliant lessons Anders’” he did his best impression of you.

“I do not sound like that” you laughed as you started the walk to retrieve the arrow “and I was never a terrible shot to begin with”.

“I never said you were” he called over to you now that you about reached the arrow “I’m just much much better”. You knew he was right, but you also knew that you were stubborn.

“You’re so sure of your faultless aim?” you challenged. He nodded in response. In a moment of madness you leaned against the target, barely leaving the centre visible at your side of your head. You raised your eyebrows in challenge, and you watched him grin before he proceeded to notch an arrow in the bow.

What on earth were you doing this for? There wasn't a rational answer in your head. You held your position as he aimed and released the arrow seconds later. The arrow hit the target right beside your cheek.

“I can’t believe you didn’t move” Anders shouted in disbelief as he jogged over to you.

“I was assured the archer had faultless aim” you shrugged as you finally moved to pull the arrow free of the target.

“What the bloody hell are you pair doing?” Appleyard appeared and made his way over to you both.

“Archery” you deadpanned.

“I just saw this giant aim for your head” he argued back.

“I was never aiming for her head” Anders defended “it would be such a waste of a pretty face”.

You let out a laugh at that and Apple looked at you both like you were insane. “Why do I bother?” Apple shook his head in defeat before returning to the house.

“I have my throwing knives in my room” you suggested to Anders, too hyped up on adrenaline to finish yet.

“Are you inviting me to your room Y/n” Anders wiggled his eyebrows at you.

With a roll of your eyes you answered “I don’t know, you’ve been flirting with Freddy more than me lately”.

“Oh, so you’re one of those jealous types” he joked back.

“Absolutely” you replied, “I don’t share my toys”.

“Do I look like some toy to you?” he scoffed.

“I don't know" you smirked "you look like I could have some fun with you". With that you turned and headed back to the house, off to get your knives.

Since that archery session, you and Anders had really upped the flirting. The past few days you were sure that the rest of the team dreaded whenever the two of you were in the same room. Freddy had seemed relieved until you had begun throwing comments his way too.

“It’s like I’m being ganged up on” he shook his head as you and Anders sat with him in the common room.

“Oh, is that something you’re into Freddy?” you smirked.

“Lots of people enjoy sharing” Anders backed you up.

“You’re both tireless” Freddy answered.

“Oh, come on, now you’re just making it too easy” you laughed happily, quickly joined by Anders. Freddy gave up entirely and left the room at that point. “Alone at last” you quickly rediverted your flirtations to Anders.

“We have plenty of time alone” he shot back “because you’re always on my mind”.

“Is that so?” you leaned forward in your chair “and just what is it that you think about me?” He grinned wolfishly at your comment and you actually felt your heart jump a little at the sight. You were certainly playing with fire with this whole flirting business.

“I’m not sure there are words to describe some of the more interesting thoughts” Anders doubled down, also leaning forward in his chair “they simply have to be experienced”.

“Perhaps you’re just struggling to find the right words in English, should I fetch a dictionary?” you stood to make a move to the bookshelves along the far wall but a hand on your wrist held you in place.

 “You have no idea what I’d do to you given the chance woman”. The Danish left his lips and you had to fight the victorious smile that wanted to appear on your face. He had no idea you spoke Danish perfectly well.

Moving around the back of his chair, you ran your hand up along his arms before leaning down to speak into his ear “and what if that chance were to appear before you” you whispered to him in perfect Danish and felt him tense up. You completed your circuit of his chair and came back round to the front of him.

The look in his eyes was more heated than you’d ever seen him. He seemed to think for a moment longer before his hands found your hips and pulled you down to straddle his hips. Your lips met in a passionate clash soon after.

You took the opportunity to explore his glorious body, running your hand beneath the hem of his shirt. The other tangled at the base of his hairline, gently tugging. A low growl escaped his lips, and you grinned wide as you pulled back from his mouth. “I think it’s time for you to show me some of those interesting thoughts of yours” you told him.

“It would be my absolute pleasure” he answered before lifting you up and heading for the stairs.