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"(y/n), sweetheart... wake up..." I groan, feeling soft lips press against the expanse of my face that tickles me awake. I let out a smile, chuckling as I open my eyes to see Duncan laying next to me with his head on an arm. He smiles down at me as I bury my face into his neck, him pulling me close to his chest as he brushes my hair away from my face softly.

I sigh happily from his touch as his thumb caresses my cheek. "You're being awfully sweet in a trailer full of girls..." I yawn out, peeking over Duncan's shoulder to see the girls only to find an empty trailer. "Ok, that makes sense." I lean back down, closing my eyes as Duncan trails his finger from my cheek, down across my neck and over my shoulder. I shudder from the feeling as it runs down my arm and over the side of my waist before going down my hip then running across the back of my thigh, lifting my leg to hang around his waist.

"We have to go for breakfast sweets." Duncan mumbles into my hair and I relish from how soft and gentle he was being with me this morning. He kisses my forehead and then down on my nose which makes it tickle. 

I look up at him softly, humming in reply. "Fine but I don't want to move. You're so warm..."

Duncan chuckles lightly, tapping my cheek to wake me up again when I was falling fast asleep again. "Come on (y/n), we have to get ready." I grumble in annoyance, huffing out.

"Fine, fine..." I slowly get up, groaning from the cold as I stretch. I shudder as I feel Duncan kiss the back of my neck, feeling his smile from my response to his touch.

"I'll see you later at breakfast sweets." Duncan hugs me one last time before walking out of the trailer to leave me to get ready. I freshen up and get dressed, walking out of the trailer and towards the craft and service tent.

"(y/n)!" Owen waves for me and I go to sit with my team, noticing Izzy was missing so she must've been booted off the show.

"We got you breakfast!" Beth says and I thank her.

"This actually looks good." I say as I start eating. I see someone set down a cup of tea for me and I look up to see that it was my loving boyfriend. "Thank you love." I lean up to give him a quick kiss, thankful for him and Duncan smiles before going to sit with his team.

"You guys are like absolute goals!" Lindsay squeals and I chuckle, sipping my tea.

"I wish I can find love like you and Duncan!" Beth says.

"It's amazing how he acts with you. He's like a whole different person." Justin comments and I raise a brow at him. "I mean-it's not a bad thing!" he stutters, knowing not to piss me off as soon as I wake up.

"You're surprisingly calm this morning too." Owen says. "I think today's going to be a good day." Owen grins before scoffing down his solid breakfast after weeks of having his jaw wired shut and drinking blended food. We all chat happily, finishing our breakfast and I get up to put my plate away in the sink. 

As soon as I get to the back of the kitchen, I see darkness as someone puts a bag over my head. "Hey!"

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"LET ME FUCKING GO BEFORE I SCRATCH MORE OF YOUR EYES OUT!" I screech out as I struggle against the arms that move me forward while pinning my hands down to my sides.

"Hold her! She injured like 4 of my interns!" I growl as I hear Chris near me and I whip my head to try and find him.

"I swear to fucking god Chris! What bullshit are you pulling here!?" I yell out at him, gasping when I suddenly get shoved forward and stumble over my feet. I rip the bag off my head to see Chris waving at me before shutting a giant metal door in my face. I gape and rush forward to try and open it but I hear multiple locks. "Chris! Open up!"

"No can do oh favourite niece of mine for this is the new challenge!" I grumble under my breath, crossing my arms and waiting for Chris to explain. "Today's challenges are paying tribute to the action-packed bank heist gangster caper film!"

"And?" I sigh out, sitting down on a bench.

"And the first challenge is to see which team breaks you out of this bank vault first!" I notice that there were two doors on either side of the vault for each team to try and crack open. "The team that gets to you first wins the tools they need to commit a movie perfect bank robbery."

"Ok and once I'm free, what happens with me?"

"You join the team that frees you first!"

"How long do I have to wait?"

"Uh, depends on how long the first team cracks their safe door open." I groan out as I flop back on the bench to lay on it.

"I'm going to be here for hours!"

At least I have my phone...

I pull it out, skimming through my apps as I fiddled with my promise ring on my necklace Duncan gave me last year along with the teardrop charm. There was nothing interesting going on so I decided to play some music, letting a random song play.

"I'll sit and watch your car burn with the fire that you started in me. But you never came back to ask it out."

"Go ahead and watch my heart burn with the fire that you started in me. But I'll never let you back to put it out."

I hum to the beat, closing my eyes as I blast it through the vault. I change through the songs as time went on.

"'Cause I'm in a field of dandelions, wishing on every one that you'll be mine, mine. And I see forever in your eyes, I feel okay when I see you smile, smile."

"Wishing on dandelions all of the time, praying to God that one day you'll be mine. Wishing on dandelions all of the time, all of the time."

"(y/n)!?" I snap my eyes open when I hear someone call for, quickly sitting up and turning the music off.

"Yeah! I'm in here!" I call out.

"We're getting you out!" I hear Duncan yell back and I quickly grab the duffel bag that was next to me. I hear rattling before rapid beeping and I had the feeling I had to stand back. I cover my body when an explosion goes off, waving off the smoke.

"That's one way to get out." I cough, looking up to see a giant hole with the Screaming Gaffers on the other side. "Duncan-" I gasp as my body stumbles back, my boyfriend hugging me tightly.

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah besides boredom I'm fine. I feel bad for hurting the interns though." Duncan sighs in relief, grabbing my hand and pulling me out. "How cool is this, I get to be on the Gaffers team!" Harold and Leshawna chuckle as Heather takes the duffel bag from me. There were prop guns and bazookas along with masks and hopefully fake gas canisters.

"Well ladies, it seems like we have a bank to rob." Duncan says, holding a bazooka gun on his shoulder.

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"This is going to be so much fun puddin'!" I grin at Duncan in his Joker-est costume for the bank robbery. He wore a black leather jacket with a green shirt underneath, sporting a wide grin on his face beneath the sunnies he wore.

"Can't agree with you more pumpkin." Duncan replies back, eyeing my Harley costume of blue shorts, a white tank top and a red leather jacket.

Obviously, I wasn't wearing booty shorts, just shorts that reached mid-thigh.

I wasn't bothered to do anything, letting my hair flow over my shoulders as I held the giant hammer in my arms. "Can you two quit it! Let's just get this over and done with." Heather rolls her eyes but I could see she was enjoying wearing her chosen outfit. We all walk into the fake bank, seeing someone at the teller.

Why do they look familiar?

Despite the massive blonde wig that obviously looks fake, the outfit looks familiar. "Hi honey, could you pretty please fill this bag up with cash. My puddin' really wants it or imma have to start blowing out brains!" I commit to the bit of Harley.

"Anything else I can do for you today...?" I gasp as the teller turns around and rips her wig off.

"Courtney!?" 

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"Oh nah! I can't believe she's back! Who allowed her back in!?" I growl at the camera.

"Like I said, I hold grudges and I still have one against her for kissing my boyfriend!"

"Courtney, I'm watching you so you better not pull any fast ones on me!"

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"She got booted out fair and square!" Heather exclaims as I narrow my eyes at Courtney while she just smirks. I was standing very close to my boyfriend and he chuckles lightly noticing how frustrated I was with this situation.

"Someone is jealous." Duncan coos in my ear. "Don't worry, I'm not leaving you anytime soon (y/n)."

"It's her I'm worried about." I hiss out, seeing Courtney wink at Duncan.

"Hello Duncan-"

"-nope!" I grab him by his spiked choker and tug him down to my level before slamming my lips against his. Duncan was surprised but quickly kisses me back as he holds my waist, tilting his head for me to kiss him deeply. I hear the others cheer for us along with an annoyed scoff and I smirk against Duncan's lips.

"Whoa..." Duncan mutters softly as I slowly lean back from the kiss, chuckling at his dazed reaction. 

I look over at Courtney and smirk at her. "Whoa indeed love."

"Moving forward from the sudden extreme PDA... Courtney, since you were our bank teller in the challenge-great job, by the way-you get to decide which team deserves to win the first prize! Your bag of loot!" Courtney awards the Gaffers the win since we arrived first and the Grips gets her as a team member as the second-place prize. "Grips, Gaffers, your getaway cars are waiting. Better get a move on before the cops arrive!"

"Let's go!" Duncan's team follows me out as we run to our getaway cars, stopping in our tracks to see disassembled go kart parts. "Oh, this is an easy win for us!" I grin at Duncan, knowing we can put it together in no time. He had taught me a couple of things over the year while I helped him with his projects or while he helped me tune up my rode hog.

We assemble the karts in no time, the engine revving as Duncan sat in the driver's seat. "Get in!" I let Leshawna, Harold and Heather get in, squeezing in the tight spot when Duncan suddenly pulls me onto his lap. I hold onto him for dear life, screaming into his shoulder as he zooms down the hill and easily crosses the finish line for our team to win today's challenge.