A/N: welcome to my first story on here! the next chapters will be longer. xo

Prologue

"Are you sure?" Henry asked his wife, not liking the fact she would be going into a country on the brink of war. He knew she was determent to fix the situation in Iran and he admired her will to do. He just wished it didn't mean sending her into such a dangerous situation.

She had only been on the job for about a year. He figured as long as she didn't join the CIA again, she would be safe. That nothing bad could happen to her. Recently he had experienced how dangerous her new job could be as well. He preferred the days where she spent hours in boring meetings with foreign diplomats instead of travelling off to the middle east.

"I have to go. We need this." Elizabeth told him, noticing she hadn't reassured him yet. "I will be fine, I promise." She kissed him, hoping it would bring him some kind of comfort.

"Be careful, I love you." He told her, stealing one more kiss.

"I love you too." She said before heading out the door.

Many hours later, Elizabeth had reached Iran and they were guided to where they were supposed to meet minister Giovanni.

"Only three are allowed in." A guard told them, and Elizabeth turned around.

"Frank, Matt, you're with me." Elizabeth said, leaving the rest of her detail behind. She knew Matt was about to object, but she was already walking inside with the two men following her closely.

"Ma'am, I highly suggest we take at least two other men with us." Matt tried to persuade her, but she continued walking.

"You concern has been noted, Matt but they said only the three of us could come in and we really need these talks to go smoothly." She told him. She entered a room and looked around. It was fairly big with two comfortable looking couches in the middle. A beautiful chandelier hung from the ceiling and the walls were covered in what seemed to her as cushion. For a moment she wondered if the room was soundproofed. Her thoughts were quickly interrupted when a door opened and someone, she didn't recognize walked in.

"He will be with you shortly. In the meantime, can I offer you some tea, madam?" The man asked, and she shook her head no, just wanting to start and get it over with.

"No thank you." She politely declined, and she turned around to find her ds agents. She felt safer knowing they were right behind her and coming at her aid whenever needed.

Her instincts were telling her something was wrong, and she never felt more on edge than right now. She knew something was very wrong, but she chose to ignore her instincts and waited.

"Madam secretary." She heard, and she noticed three armed men walk in. She took a step back towards her agents and they quickly stood by her side, slightly in front of her with hands on their weapon.

"Don't move." A voice behind her said and she felt something being pressed against the back of her head. Matt and Frank turned around and pointed their weapons at the man who had offered their boss tea earlier. Apparently, he had creeped up on them from behind and he was now pointing a gun at Elizabeth's head. The three other men walked with guns pointed towards the two American agents and ordered them to drop their guns. When neither moved, one of the Iranian men shot Frank in his leg. He collapsed on the floor but even sitting, he maintained his grip on his gun.

"No!" Elizabeth yelled, wanting to help him but she knew there was still a gun to her head.

"Drop your guns." The tallest man spoke but still neither did. Elizabeth noticed the slight accent in their voices but couldn't place it. One thing was for sure, it wasn't Arabic.

"You drop yours." Matt spoke but no one moved. Eventually one of the men nodded at the man holding a gun to Elizabeth's head and he walked to the other three. Matt now moved in front of Elizabeth, but she tried to reach Frank to help him.

"He needs medical attention, please." She begged the men until one of them pointed his gun back at Frank. A shot rang out and Elizabeth's knees gave in. She couldn't stop looking at the body of the now lifeless man who had protected her for almost a year now. Blood oozing from the dot between his eyes where the bullet pierced through his skin.

"No." She sobbed as Matt tried his best to stay focused. He had worked with Frank since Elizabeth had been appointed Secretary of State and they had spent a lot of time together.

"We only wanted you, madam secretary. Now look what you made us do." One of the men spoke but the words barely registered in Elizabeth's mind.

Another shot rang out and Elizabeth looked around to find Matt had been hit in his right shoulder. It didn't look life threatening yet, but he had lowered his gun when the bullet had hit him. One of them men moved forward quickly to take his gun and the other two grabbed Elizabeth. She was struggling but in vein. Matt got up, ready to fight but was met by three guns pointed at him.

"You need to deliver a message to your President. Tell him by the time he gets it, his Secretary will be dead and disposed of. There will be nothing left to find while the same now goes for her agent over there." The man said, and fear started to settle in Elizabeth. One of the men walked over to Matt and he held a cloth over his mouth. Matt tried to struggle, but with a bullet wound, he didn't stand a chance. It didn't take long before he was knocked out on the floor and Elizabeth was alone with these guys.

"This is an act of war." She told them, hoping to talk some sense into them. Before she could continue a cloth was placed over her mouth as well and she tried to fight it off, knowing it was probably chloroform. Her vision slowly became blurry and she passed out.

TBC