A STREET IN MOSCOW

Jason Bourne escaped from the hospital and was heading to the Moscow train station.

Why Landy wants me to come back? Why is that they just can't leave me alone? What am I going to do now?

Leave Moscow. Yes, leave Moscow. But, where can I go?

Jason asked himself repeatedly. He only knew that he should leave this place as fast as he could. Otherwise, he would be traced by the Police and the CIA spies. He had to act fast. However, where could he go?

He once had a home. But then, it was destroyed a week ago. He didn't have a place that he could relate to.

In the condition like his right now, he should avoid troubles rather than inviting them. After all, he was still too weak to defend a hell lot of enemies.

The ground is shaking. Shit…. So dizzy now…. Have to carry on. Where to go? Where to go? Fuck it…. Can't see clearly…. Where to go? Where? Oh…

Jason stopped and leaned against a wall for support. The gunshot and the lack of rest in the past week no doubt made him vulnerable. He didn't know how long he can stand the dizziness. He would faint at any moment, at anywhere.

A good agent is able to evaluate his conditions fairly. A better agent is able to find his way out even the situation is really difficult.

Jason Bourne is one of the best. He understood that he couldn't stay in Moscow. But he knew far better leaving Moscow may cause him even more troubles. After all, police and spies must be ready, waiting for him to show up in the train stations and coach stations. He couldn't risk the possibility of any kind of fighting. Therefore, he should make an unexpected move. He planned to stay. Stay until his body is strong enough to defend himself. At least, it is better to hide than run.

Jason decided to catch a taxi to go to the countryside. But then, he suddenly remembered most taxi drivers had already been warned about him.

So, no choice. Only subway.

A CAR OF SUBWAY TRAIN

It's ten o'clock in the morning and there were still lots of people on the subway car. Jason felt that it was very hot inside. He could hardly breathe.

"Are you okay?" a young woman asked Jason, in Russian. And then, he noticed. He was shaking.

"Yes, I'm fine," Jason replied in Russian.

The young woman looked at him with her very blue eyes. She didn't say anything. But, those blue eyes, seemed to tell Jason that she knew he was lying.

She kept looking at him.

"I'll be fine," Jason corrected, but this time in English. His Russian is limited. And in the condition as he was, he didn't have the energy to form grammatical Russian.

The young woman looked at him with her very blue eyes and said in perfectly American accent, "It's no good to deny. I can see it."

Jason was visually surprised at her good command of English. He looked at this young woman again. Now, he noticed. She was wearing nice clothes. In a way, she didn't dress like a Russian. Jason should have spotted earlier. She is American. Everything was suspicious about her, particularly the very blue eyes.

Those blue eyes… they are so familiar. Jason thought.

He couldn't think. He didn't say anything. He just went to another subway car, with some effort, as others could tell.

The young woman followed him.

Jason said (threatening), "Go away. Don't do anything stupid."

She stopped in front of Jason. She whispered to him, "No need to be scared. I am here to help you."

Jason was shaking involuntarily now. Not because this woman knew that he was in trouble, it was because his body fought for some warmth. He was too weak to stand anymore. He slid down and sit on the floor.

Others watched how silly he looked. He had caught everyone's attention. He knew he clearly shouldn't. And yet, he was helpless. Damn it.

The young woman said aloud, "See, I told you to stay home and rest. We can meet your parents. Why don't you listen to me?"

Train announcement: BREIAHSG STATION, 15 seconds

She continued, "Now, get up. Let's go home."

Then she helped (or dragged in fact) Jason out of the passenger car. Others lost the interest on them and continued to do whatever they were doing.

She talked to Jason, "Come on, walk properly. We should get out of here before they find us."

Jason said (fighting), "They? Who are they? And, who are you? WHO ARE YOU?"

The young woman replied, "It is not the right time to talk about it. Just trust me."

Jason shook her off and said, "Go away, it's none of your business."

The young woman released Jason. Without support, Jason fell.

Jason felt sick about himself. His situation was desperate. Beside the fact that he couldn't think clearly, he couldn't even handle himself physically.

Shit… shit…

Jason didn't have anymore energy to stand up, not mention to walk.

The young woman left Jason alone for a few seconds and then said calmly, "Come on. Don't push yourself. You are in no condition to fight."

She helped Jason up. Jason didn't protest. Like she said, he had no choice.