A/N.: I was listening to "Look After You" by The Fray, when it hit me, so... Here's a fic based on that song. Please, let me know what you think!
She was with the MI6 and was in love with another agent. He loved her.
When the relationship came to light, her loyalty was questioned: she should execute him.
If ever there was a doubt… My love, she leans into me.
They met each other to have dinner. Walking slowly through the empty street, she saw an opportunity: she stopped and gently hold his arm, making him stop in front of her.
Confused, he looked at her, asking himself why. She swallowed hard, trying to avoid eye contact. He could see all the pain that was consuming her inside. He knew; he hold her hands and kissed them both. Nothing that he could say or do would've stopped her. And she knew that too.
Will you or won't you be the one I'll always know?
He walked into the nearest dead-end alley; she was following him. He stopped in the middle of it; he didn't want anybody to see her.
She brought her gun up. Taking a few steps towards him, she attached the silencer in front of the barrel of her pistol. He told her he loved her. She looked him in the eye and told him she loved him too.
I've began to feel like home.
She raised her arm, aiming at his heart. She shot him. Three times. On his chest, on the right side. She had changed her aim in the last second.
She ran and knelt on his side. She wanted so badly to touch him, to help him… She took the cases and put them carefully on her coat pocket.
I'm leaving the one I wanna take.
She hid her gun and ran out of the alley, making sure anyone had seen her.
She stopped in the corner and, staring at the dark alley, watching him bleed, she called 911. A tear dropped down her cheek and she quickly washed it away. She turned around and walked away.
My heart has started to separate.
