Kirsten's POV
We were all at Aunt Sophie's Coffee Shop, Linus had a small cup of decaf and an oatmeal raisin bagel, Camille had a large cup of French vanilla and slice of yellow cream cake, Cameron had gotten some weird smoothie drink thing that had a navy green color to it, and I had an espresso with a cookie Cameron gave me. We were enjoying the much needed day off Maggie gave us, but then a couple walked in. They ordered one Raspberry tea, one Unsweet tea, and a bowl of Nilla wafers. But when they ordered, they were not looking at the cashier, they were looking straight at us, but specifically, at me. I elbowed Cameron and stomped on Linus' and Camille's toes to get their attention. "Ow! What was that for?!" Linus and Camille questioned. I was still looking at the couple, using my facial expressions to talk with them and confer my inquiry. Cameron put his hand on my shoulder and said, "Hey, you know next time, just say 'hey guys,' or..." but then I turned towards everyone and they saw my troubled look. "What is it Stretch? What's wrong?" I looked at everyone, then said, "the couple that just ordered, they just told us to run. Don't ask how or why, just get up like nothing's wrong, walk out then RUN. Okay? I'll be right behind you. But don't go to the lab, it may not be safe. Go to Ed's old place. I have to save the couple." Linus looked at Camille and Camille looked at Cameron, then Cameron back to me. "Not without you Ace, I can't risk you." "And I you," I mumbled under my breath. "Huh?" asked Cameron. "Please," I said looking at everyone, "just go!" And at that, five really buff guys barged in, carrying big guns, and burlap bags. The biggest one, he looked like he was in charge. The couple looked at us and screamed "Run!" The buff guys located us, and started shooting. They shot the couple, then aimed their guns at us. We all ran out, forgetting about the couple as soon as the first bullet came hurtling by us. As we ran, we pushed everything down and in the way behind us, hoping that it would delay the men. They had terrible aim, because not once did a bullet make contact with one of us. Camille called Fisher as we ran, telling him what was happening and where to meet us. When we got to Ed's place, we went to the back of the house and all hid in a closet. We were packed like sardines in that over stuffed closet, but we made it work. After what seemed like forever, we heard Fisher and the police arrest the buff guys with guns that had still not found us. We all pushed our way out of the closet at the same time, causing us to all fall belly first on top of eachother. Fisher had called Maggie and said that she ordered him to fake arrest us in front of the bad guys so they didn't think we had police connections. Fisher handcuffed Cameron first, with a devious grin on his face. Then he handcuffed Linus and Camille. Fisher hand cuffed me last, a little to roughly. As he pushed my body against the car with my hands held behind my back he said, "I've been wanting to do this for a long time, Stretch." And then, Cameron lost it. "How dare you treat Kirsten like that!" he screamed. "Cameron, it's fine, calm down, I'm okay." I said, trying to get him under control. I looked over at Linus and Camille, who might as well have been just eating popcorn in front of what seemed like a great part in a movie. "No, it's not fine Kirsten! He could've broken one of your ribs or crushed your lungs if he had pushed you up against that car any harder! And 'Stretch,' how dare he use my term of endearment towards you!" And at that, Fisher cocked an eyebrow up at Cameron and said, "So, you care for Kirsten," "Of course I do!" Cameron screamed. "So, you'd want to date her?" asked Fisher, still holding me up against the car, still not putting cuffs on me yet. Cameron blushes, looks at me, then says, "No, I wouldn't date her. She's nobody to me in that sense, it's just my job to care for her." Cameron says, sounding like it hurt him to say it. For some reason, I felt like I died a little inside when he said it. I don't know what I felt, I just know I never want to feel it again. "Okay, so then you wouldn't mind if I do this," Fisher said, then twirled me around and kissed me. I was shocked. Camille and Linus were shocked. Cameron? He was furious. And in handcuffs. Furious and in handcuffs. That's when Maggie pulled up and ordered us to get in her car. Linus and Camille obeyed, I still stood shocked, Cameron got out of his handcuffs, somehow. Then clinched his fists and gave Fisher a black eye. After punching Fisher, Cameron picked me up, hugged me tight, then put me down and got in the car. I was shocked, just shocked. Since Linus, Camille, and Cameron got in the back, I had to ride shotgun.
At the lab, Maggie gave us each a concealed weapons license, then handed us each a standard NSA field agent gun. She told us that after what happened that day, it was now a requirement for us to have a gun. We were debriefed, then sent home.
That night, I decided I wanted some of food from Cameron's favorite Chinese restaurant. He didn't pick up his phone when I called, so I drove to his house. I went up to room 7D, and knocked. No response. So I knocked harder, louder, and more obnoxiously. Cameron opened the door, giving me a tired death glare. He had these cute geeky glasses on, a blue t shirt, and gray sweat pants. "Why are you banging on my door at 2 in the morning?" I ignored his question and walked in. He glared at me, then shut the door. "What's that Chinese restaurant called that you like?" Cameron looked at me, then went to the kitchen. He came back with a sheet of paper that had a name and phone number on it. "Wǒ ài nǐ" I said, reading the paper. Cameron blushed. "That's what its called?" Cameron's face saddened at my question, but then responded. "Yeah, that's the name, and below it is their phone number." I reached into my pocket for my phone, but instead found the gun I'm required to carry around. I pulled it out so I could get to my phone. "Whoa there Buttercup, easy with that thing." Cameron said as he put his hands up. "Relax Cameron, I just had to take it out so I could get my phone. I'm going to order take out from Wǒ ài nǐ you want something?" I started dialing, but Cameron placed his hand on my hand before I could finish. "It's 2:17 in the morning Kirsten, they're closed. Everyone is asleep right now. We should be too." I nodded my head a little disappointed, but in agreement. "I don't want you driving at this time, so you have to sleep here. You can sleep in my bed, I'll sleep on the sofa out here. In the third drawer to the left, you can find some pajamas. Good night Stretch." And at that, we went to sleep.