A/N: Hey guys! So this is my first story EVER! I was just reading some fics and it got me in a writing mood, so I decided to try my hand at it. I have no idea how I did, but if yall would R&R I would appreciate it. I really just wanted to see how everyone liked my story and see if I'm any good at writing, because I do enjoy it, I just don't know if what I write is any good. Ok, enough of me talking…hope yall enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Covert Affairs…if I did, we wouldn't have this so called break right in the middle of the season!


"Annie! You gotta get out of there! Someone tipped them off and they know you're in there!"

Annie was about to reply when suddenly a big explosion went off in front of her. Annie was flung backwards with the ceiling and walls falling all around her. As the dust and debris started to clear, Annie saw that this was not a tiny explosion. This explosion just about blew up the whole building. As she tried to stand up, she felt a sharp pain in her ankle. She let out a gasp and fell back to the floor. Her ankle was badly sprained. At least, she hoped that's all it was. Annie was starting to get up again when she saw two men walking through the mess, apparently checking out the damage. Before she could decide what to do, the two men saw her and started towards her.

"Well, well, well. It looks like somebody was in the wrong place at the wrong time, weren't you? What shall we do with you I wonder?" Annie could hear the deep Russian accent as the man spoke. The man had an evil grin on his face and Annie could see tattoos up and down both of his giant arms.

"Let's take her to Anton, see if she was the spy he was talking about," the other man said. He was much smaller than the other guy, but Annie could tell he was in charge.

As the big guy started towards her, Annie thrust her palm into his face, breaking his nose. While he was howling in pain, Annie had managed to somewhat stand. Ignoring the pain, she tried to run away from this place as fast as she could. As she started to turn, the big guy yanked her back by her arm. Annie thrust her knee up, effectively putting the man on the floor in pain. Just as she was about to turn around she felt a gun being pushed against her back.

"Don't move. You try anything and you get a bullet put straight through your liver. Now get up and follow me! We have something special set up for you, my little CIA friend." The smaller of the two had been watching the fight occur, and intervened when he deemed necessary.

"You know I can't very well get up and follow you if you don't want me to move right?"

Suddenly she felt a fist connect to her face. Apparently Muscle Man was not too happy with Annie at the moment. Annie willed herself not to make a sound.

"Not another word from you or you will receive much worse than that."

Something was wrong. This mission was one of the more classified missions she had ever been on. Only a select few had been given the specifics, most of them seventh floor suits. How in the world did they know she was coming? She wanted to make an escape, but with a gun being pushed into your back and a messed up ankle, there was little one could do. As they were walking she felt a needle going into her arm. Annie gasped involuntarily and jerked her arm away. As they continued walking, she felt herself getting sluggish, and it was getting harder to form coherent thoughts. Just as she was about to pass out, she heard the voice of a different Russian talking.

"Is that the spy?"

"Yes. And she's a feisty one too. Dmitri's going to have fun with this one."

Annie could almost hear the evil grin on his face. The last thought that went through her head before she passed out was that these guys were cold, heartless, son of bitches, and that she hoped she made it out of here just to kick their asses for everything that they had done.

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Auggie was not the type of person to freak out. He stayed calm when a gun was pointed to his head, when he was trapped by an explosion, and even while he was getting chewed out by Joan. Nothing could rattle his nerves. No one had actually ever seen Auggie freak out. He was the epitome of calm, until he had heard the explosion.

Auggie was already stress, knowing that Annie was in danger. He was also furious. How the hell did those assassins get tipped off? This wasn't a normal op. So when he heard a giant explosion and then static, Auggie did not react well.

"Annie! Annie! Answer me Annie! Damn it Annie, speak to me!" When the only thing that answered him was more static, Auggie ran from his chair and to Joan's office, almost knocking Stu down in the process.

"Hey! Watch where you're…"

That was about all Auggie heard before he burst into Joan's office. He could tell he had just interrupted an important meeting. He may not be able to see, but you wouldn't have to, to be able to feel the glares he was receiving. But at the moment, Auggie didn't care. All he cared about was Annie.

"Auggie. Is there a reason you burst into my office?" Joan said with a clipped tone.

"Annie. Something's wrong. Her cover was blown. Somebody tipped them off. As she was leaving, I heard a giant explosion, and now all I'm getting is static. She isn't answering and she hasn't checked in to any of the safe houses we had set up. I-We have to go save her!" Auggie said all of this in one breath. He wasn't even sure if Joan understood any of what he said.

Immediately, Joan excused herself and rose from her seat. The fact the somehow, the mission got leaked was disturbing. Not to mention that one of her favorite agents (not that she would admit this aloud) was MIA. She walked over to Auggie, and together went back to his desk to see what they knew so far. The fact that Auggie was freaking out also disturbed Joan. The only other time she had seen Auggie so upset and riled was after Tikrit.

At that moment, Joan realized that if they lost Annie, they wouldn't just lose one person, they'd lose two. Ever since Annie had come to the CIA, Auggie had been a different person. He was happier and more relaxed. He had found a great friend in Annie, and possibly something more. Annie had affected almost everyone she met at the CIA. Even herself. She could see part of herself in Annie, and she knew that it would be hard to handle if they lost her. Joan promised herself at that moment that they would do almost anything to get Annie back.


A/N: So, that was my first chapter! Please R&R, even if you hated it, but please be nice about it. I want to get better at writing, so anything constructive I will gladly take! I also promise to try and make future chapters longer...I honestly thought it was longer while I was writing it...but I guess not. So I'll work on that :)