untitled yassen gregorovich story

this is just something random i thought up in the car

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Intro and fill in

1 month on from Eagle Strike, Yassen Gregorovich is apparently dead.Unknown to anyone he had a girlfriend, a british computer hacker called Francesca.They met when Yassen had to break into a heavily guarded house of a high up member of parliment and kill them and Francesca had been the only person that knew the passwords to shut down security.-They liked each other when they first met and had been seeing each other in private ever since.Yassen didn't want anyone to know because Scorpia might think he'd gotten weak in having feelings for someone. Francesca also wanted the relationship kept quiet because she knew MI6 was monitering her. Francesca is 20 years old. She'd never seen why Yassen would like someone want anything to do with her but they had loved each other all the same. lived in a third floor apartment in London, five room, the largest room was her office space, this is where she worked...

Chapter one

Francesca stared out the window, it was raining, again, she hadn't done any work for three weeks now, just staring out the window eating Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream, she'd even eaten a tub of Peace of Cake ice cream today, 'I must be depressed' she thought 'I don't even like cheesecake'.Francesca was wearing red Converses, Camoflauge combats and a ghostbusters logo t-shirt. She swung the computer chair back to the desk, and started typing on the computer. She had just remembered something, that Yassen told her.How he'd got that scar on his neck. John Rider had saved his life, but she had a gut feeling that there was more to John Rider than what Yassen had known.She found some passwords so get into the MI6 file and found John Rider's Profile. and she had thought right, John Rider wasn't just a Contract Killer. At that moment Francesca heard a click behind her,she stopped and turned the Chair round and nothing was there.fran turned back around and carried on Reading John Rider's profile.she felt like she was being watched. There was the distorted reflection of someone in an half empty bottle of Coke.She quickly turned round and froze. All she said was, "But you're dead".Standing In front of her was Yassen Gregorovich, thats what is looked like.

"Missed you" He said.

"Yassen?"

"Yes"

"But,you died, you were shot by Damien Cray" said Francesca, getting up from her chair "You aren't Yassen, he's dead."

"I AM Yassen"He said

Francesca took a few steps back, picked up something and held it behind her back"Prove it"

"How?"

"I don't care how. Prove that you're Yassen or get out" she said bringing the gun from behind her back and pointing it at Yassen

"You wouldn'y kill me would you?"

Francesca Stayed silent.

Yassen un-zipped his jacket a bit.Francesca lowered the gun when she saw Yassen's scar.She threw her arm around Yassen and hugged him.

"Sorry, i didn't believe you"

"That's OK"

Francesca walked back over to the computer and stopped half way,"How did you survive?"

"Damien missed my heart by a few centimeters, the paramedics picked me up later"

"Why didn't you try to contact me?"

"I didn't want to worry you, I lost a lot of blood. I didn't know If i was going to pull through"

Francesca looked at the computer screen one more time, and decided to tell Yassen.

"Yassen I've got something to tell you, the guy that saved your life,john Rider, wasn't who you thought he was".

He took her hand,"Who was he then?".

"He was,"She swallowed,"He worked for MI6 as a field agent. He was working under deep cover, and MI6 didn't kill him on albert bridge

like you thought."

Yassen looked confused."Who killed him then?"

"SCORPIA"

He kissed Francesca then walk towards the door."Where are you goin' Yassen?"

He stopped and turned round "Out"Yassen saw that Francesca looked worried, and smiled "Don't worry I'll be back soon"