A/N: Hello there! Glad you found this fict! I saw Taken twice (so far) and I really loved Liam Neeson in it...gah, his eyes are goregous! This fict came about after the second time I saw it; I was leaving the theater and immediately all these little plot bunnies started popping up. I'm almost half-way done writing the story, so I'm going to post whether anyone reads this or not.

I want you to keep in mind that I wrote this in a movie-esque style...where you come into the characters' lives in progress and things get revealed as the story goes along.

Okay, that's enough for now (if you've read my other ficts, you know I have another A/N at the bottom, so see you there!)


Bryan Mills wandered around the small house that he shared with his girlfriend, Katherine Flannigan. It was a barbeque night with the boys and it was Bryan's turn to host. Unfortunately, there was no beer in the house, so Katherine offered to run out and get some since the guys would be arriving sooner than they thought.

Just as Bryan was about to head out back to ready the grill, the doorbell rang. He went to the door and greeted his ex-CIA buddies. The four of them then headed out to the backyard to start barbequing and reminiscing.

When the meat was almost halfway cooked, their conversation turned towards Bryan.

"So Bryan, you and Katherine have been together for a while now. Almost a year, right?" Sam asked.

"More or less. Why?" Bryan replied.

Sam leaned forward in his chair with a straight face before grinning mischievously. "You gonna ask her to marry you any time soon?"

Bryan laughed before answering. "I might."

The others laughed.

"Speaking of Katherine, where is that woman of yours?" Casey asked.

"I'm right here." A female voice called from just inside the open back door.

Katherine walked out on to the patio smiling and carrying a brown, paper bag. She set the bag on the round table.

"Hey guys. Sorry I wasn't here when you arrived. We didn't realize we were out of beer." She apologized, walking over to Bryan, who was standing by the grill, and stood on her toes to give him a kiss. Her man was at least a foot taller than she was.

"What kind of beer did you get this time?" Casey asked Katherine.

"Guinness." She said, wrapping her arm around Bryan's waist and resting her head on his chest. Bryan put his arm around her shoulders. "Thought you guys might like a change from that American crap."

The three men sitting at the table froze in what they were doing, glanced at Katherine with wide eyes, then dug into the bag to take a bottle.

"I'm assuming it was a good choice." Katherine muttered.

Bryan chuckled, then, squeezing her shoulders, kissed the top of her head. "What took you so long?" He asked her.

"Oh, just a bunch of frat boys trying to get a keg." She paused. "Cute frat boys." She grinned knowing how he would react.

Bryan pulled back slightly to look down at her.

"I'm kidding." She said, rubbing her hand up and down his back. "They were way too young for me. I love older men." She patted his chest with her free hand and leaned up to kiss him again.

"Alright lovebirds, come on and join us in a beer." Bernie said, jokingly, and raising a beer in their direction.

Katherine and Bryan released each other then went to the table to receive the bottles that Sam held out to them.

"To friends." Katherine toasted.

The men replied and they all clinked bottles. Katherine took a seat at the table while Bryan went back to the grill. Conversations started up again.

About five minutes later, Katherine's cell phone started to ring. Pulling the phone out of her pocket, she looked at the number, noticing it was her sister.

"Excuse me for a few minutes." She said, standing from her chair. "Needy little sister on the line."

She heard laughter behind her as she walked into the house and into the kitchen before answering. "Hi, Stacey." She said into the phone.

"Hi, Katie-Bear." Stacey replied, cheerfully.

"I told you never to call me that." Katherine sighed.

"Now what kind of sibling would I be if I couldn't piss off my older sister every now and then?"

Katherine rolled her eyes. "What do you want, Stace? We have company."

"Oh, sorry. Look, Trevor and I want the two of you for a visit next weekend."

"I don't know. I have a lot of work to get done." Katherine said, looking at the calendar on the refrigerator.

"It's just a weekend." Her sister pleaded. "Please. I haven't seen you for at least two years. I want to meet this man of yours."

Katherine snorted. "Alright, but I'll have to talk to Bryan once our guests leave. I'll call you back later tonight. That's the best I can do right now."

"Okay. Fine. I'll talk to you later then." Stacey replied cheerfully. "Bye, Katie-Bear."

"Bye, Pain in the Ass." Katherine said, then hung up and leaned against the sink.

After several seconds, Katherine shoved her cell phone back in her pocket and returned to the patio.

"Everything alright?" Bryan asked her as she sat back at the table. He was in the process of bringing a plate of barbeque over from the grill.

"Yeah, she just wanted to ask me something. We'll talk later." She grinned.

Bryan nodded, then took his seat next to Katherine as everyone started to eat.

Three hours later, Bryan and Katherine were cleaning up the backyard after seeing their guests to the door. Bryan was scrubbing the grill clean while Katherine was collecting the garbage in a large, black trash bag.

"Why did your sister call?" Bryan finally asked, closing the lid to the grill.

"Oh, yeah. She wants us to go visit her next weekend. She claims it's because we haven't seen each other for two years, but really it's just her excuse to finally meet you." Katherine grinned.

"I see." He mumbled, sitting in a chair by the table. "Do you want to go? I mean, are you able to drop your work and take off for two days?"

"Me?" She scoffed, tossing the bag of garbage into a nearby garbage can. She then walked over to Bryan and sat on his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck as his wrapped around her waist. "As I recall, it was you who performed background checks on my whole family before we moved in together." She smirked.

"Old habits die hard, Kate." He grinned back. "I just wanted to know what sort of family my woman came from."

"And are you satisfied?"

"Mmm. Very, but there's still one thing I need to take care of." He smirked, mischievously.

"Oh, really? And what's that?" She asked, smirking as well with a raised eyebrow.

Bryan leaned towards her and whispered it in her ear.

"Well, I'm pretty sure there's a solution to that, hun." Katherine said, biting her bottom lip, then received a kiss from Bryan. "But first, would you want to go to my sister's next weekend?"

"Of course. As long as you want to go."

"Good. I'll call her later, saying we'll be there. But now," she smiled, standing from his lap, "there's something else I'd rather do."

Bryan smiled also, then stood and followed Katherine into the house, closing and locking the back door and setting the alarm system before chasing Katherine up the stairs and into their bedroom.

Sometime later, lying entwined in each other's embrace, they heard Katherine's cell phone start to ring. Sighing, Katherine fell to her back and looked at the clock on the bedside table.
Cursing under her breath, she disentangled herself from both Bryan and the blankets, then rolled out of the bed. Once on the floor, she crawled over to her pants and dug through the pockets, looking for the phone.

"Hello?" She asked as she answered it, not even bothering to see who was calling.

"I tried calling you about five minutes ago, but you didn't answer. I was hoping you didn't fall off the face of the earth." Stacey said on the other end.

"No, didn't fall of earth...just stuck in bliss." Katherine answered, smiling at Bryan as she rejoined him on the bed, pulling the blanket up to wrap around her torso as she leaned against the headboard.

"Gross. That was more info than I needed to hear." Stacey said, but Katherine could hear the smile in her voice.

"So what do you want?" Katherine asked, grinning.

"Did you get to talk to him yet...or have you been too busy?"

"No, we talked earlier. We'll be there."

Bryan scooted closer to Katherine and wrapped his arm tightly around her stomach, pulling her into him. He rested his chin on her shoulder briefly before kissing his way from her shoulder to her neck. Katherine started to close her eyes.

"Oh, good. I'll e-mail you our address and directions tomorrow." Stacey went on.

"Okay. Great. That's fine. I'll talk to you later." Katherine said distractedly and hung up before she got an answer from her sister.

She tossed her phone to the floor, then turned to face Bryan's lips full on. Bryan easily pulled her back down so they lay on the bed, him hovering over her. He gazed into her eyes as he moved her hair out of her face. He took a quick glance at his bedside table drawer, making it seem as if he was looking at the clock, then looked back at Katherine, coming a decision to wait until next weekend.

"I love you, Katherine." He whispered before kissing her passionately.

Coming up for air, Katherine placed her hands on either side of his face and replied: "I love you, too, Bryan." She then pulled him back down for another passionate kiss.

Just as their breathing started to get heavier, Bryan's cell phone started to ring.

Sighing heavily, Bryan let his head drop to Katherine's shoulder. Katherine sighed as well, then let out an embarrassing and uncharacteristically girly giggle as Bryan growled and rolled off the bed to find his own phone.

Sitting on the floor at the foot of the bed, Bryan saw that his daughter was calling.

"Kim, what are you still doing awake?" He asked as he answered the phone.

"I just wanted to make sure that you and Katherine were still coming to lunch with me tomorrow." Kim answered.

"Of course we're still coming." He paused as he felt Katherine's hands on his shoulders. She started to massage the knots out of his neck. "We both like spending time with you."

"Good. I like Katherine, dad. She's really cool." Kim said, then lowered her voice conspiratorially. "I personally think you should marry her."

Bryan laughed. "I'll definitely think long and hard about it."

"Okay, dad." She laughed. "I should get to bed. I'll see you tomorrow at one. Tell Katherine good night for me."

"I will. Love you, Kimmi."

"Love you, too, daddy."

Both Kim and Bryan hung up their phones. Bryan tossed his phone down next to him, then grabbed a hold of Katherine's wrists and pulled her arms around his neck, kissing her wrists.

"Kim still meeting us for lunch tomorrow?" Katherine softly asked in his ear.

"Yes. She really likes you. Thinks you're cool. Where she got that idea, I'll never know." Bryan teased.

Katherine scoffed, then took her arms away from Bryan's neck. She moved back up the bed.

"Well, I'm obviously cooler than you since I have yet to hear her call you cool." Katherine retorted.

Bryan stood and crawled up the bed to lay back next to Katherine. He roughly, yet lovingly, pulled her into his embrace.

"Not cool, am I?" He asked, running his fingers over her ticklish hipbone.

She squeaked, then grabbed his hand to prevent him from doing that again. "I never said you weren't cool. I think you're cool and much more." She reassured.

"Oh? And what goes under the category of 'much more'?" Bryan asked, curiously.

Katherine pretended to think about it for a moment. "Hmm, well, you're caring, loving, dedicated." She paused and grinned. "You're charming, devastatingly handsome, and...oh, how could I forget? You're so good in be—" She didn't get to finish 'bed' before Bryan swooped in to kiss her.

Several moments later, they pulled apart just enough to rest their foreheads together.

Katherine smirked. "Did I manage to persuade you that you are more than cool? And inflate your ego at the same time?"

"Yes. And yes. Thank you." He said softly with a smile, then kissed her briefly.

Readjusting the blanket over themselves, they settled in for the night. Before getting completely comfortable, Bryan reached over and turned off the light on his bedside table. Turning back to Katherine, he wrapped his arms around her as she snuggled in against him, letting her arm rest on his chest.

"Good night, my love." Bryan said softly, dramatically.

"Good night, oh cool one." Katherine replied, grinning.

Bryan scoffed. "Kim wanted me to tell you good night as well." He felt her nod against him, signaling she was getting too tired to verbally respond.

Kissing the top of her head, Bryan took a deep breath, letting it out slowly, before relaxing and following Katherine into sleep.


A/N: Hello again! So, what'd you think?

I realize that I probably made Bryan a little OOC in this opening chapter, but the rest from here on out will have him in normal character.

Speaking of Bryan, did anyone else think the end of the movie had a few loose ends? Like, did Bryan go back into the CIA? Did he and that singer get together (obviously, I don't think so)? Are the French keeping an eye on the prostitution rings?
I dunno, I'm probably just spouting nonsense, but being a film major, I tend to over-analyze movies a bit. :P