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LOCATION: A club somewhere in Ibiza
Current location of the President's daughter.
Time stamp- 1:00AM
"You need to date a good wholesome man, Momo." Doc raised her voice over the blaring music as she and Mona leaned over the sticky glass bar. Mona scowled and glanced at the killer doctor in an attempt to get her to drop the topic.
Mona's uncle broke into the casual and uncomfortable conversation through their earpieces.
"Keep your eyes on the target, team." he said. "This is a popular hub for Demetrius, a sex trafficking pimp. He's apparently had his sights on Liberty for awhile."
The thought of the disgusting human being getting his filthy grip on the daughter of the President sent angry chills down Mona's spine. Her grip on her glass tightened but she turned a grinned at Doc sitting on the stool next to her.
"Doc, I don't need a man, let alone a good wholesome one." She rolled her eyes and brought her glass of beer to her lips. She contemplated getting a round of shots and just forget this night, she already knew she didn't want to be at the club no matter how much she played up her excitement about seeing the President's daughter.
Seeing your ex-girlfriend having the time of her life after a rough break up is a low blow…imagine working for her father after the brutal ending.
"No man would ever want a psycho-bitch." Bruno muttered into his earpiece.
"You're right, Bruno," Mona replied deadpan. "How's the Mrs? The old tissue and soft porn?"
"Enough you two!" Cap snapped. He stood next to Red up in the balcony of the raging, sweaty mess of a club. "Keep an eye on the mark."
Mona's eyes landed on their target in the large crowd. She could never forget such a magnificent being, especially since she's seen it up close and personal so many times. The President's daughter was flipping her head around; intentionally whipping people in the face with her softly curled blonde hair. Mona couldn't help but stare for a little while in admiration at her ex-lover, and forgetting it were these moments that were the most dangerous. Not only for the mission, but also for Mona personally, she kept forgetting the reason for leaving her ex in the first place. Libby's eccentric behavior and Mona's dangerous past caused more than enough life threatening situations for the both of them. She had to keep her distance, even if it killed her.
"Who's that?" Doc spoke over the blaring music for Mona to hear. She had her finger pointing to a young and rather handsome man casually dancing his way toward the President's daughter. He came up behind her and she accepted his advances, a little too enthusiastically.
Slamming her empty glass on the counter, every feeling Mona was trying to keep to herself came out as she stormed through the thick crowd to Libby. Doc called after Mona, to try and stop her, but every noise was tuned out in Mona's ears and her eyes raged of jealousy.
"Mona!" Doc called after her desperately. "Mo-" she looked down at Mona's empty glass and noticed Mona's earpiece floating around in the leftover foam.
"Shit." Doc tapped into her earpiece and got up from her stool. "Captain, we're advancing and engaging the target. I repeat, we are going off protocol."
"I fucking told you we shouldn't have let her go to the club." Bruno growled in the earpiece.
"Doc, intercept Mona," Cap instructed. "If you can't get to her first, pull the both of them and meet us at the rendezvous point."
"Got it." Doc said and weaved her way through the boisterous crowd.
Mona pushed her way through the crowd, her eyes never leaving the man dancing with her ex-lover. She wedged herself between Libby and the man; the man (most likely in his twenties) wasn't too pleased by the rude interjection and watched Mona inconspicuously herd the President's daughter away.
Mona leaned into Libby's ear and whispered loud enough for her to hear, "Hey."
Libby looked over her shoulder, surprised, as Mona casually placed her hands on her ex's hips and swung her hips to the music.
"Mona? What are you doing here?" she asked.
"Let's get out of here," Mona's lips lightly grazed Libby's temple. Libby's face turned a light shade of pink at her ex's sudden tenderness.
"Mona, I-"
"Mona!" Doc made her way to her teammate, to Mona's disdain. "What the hell were you thinking?" Doc scolded her then turned to Libby. "We need to get you out of here ma'am, you're in danger."
Libby narrowed her eyes and whirled around on Mona, "You're here on a mission?"
Mona didn't meet her green eyed gaze; she was glaring at Doc for blowing up her jealous fueled plan to take her ex-lover back.
"I can't believe you, Mona!" Libby raged on.
"Guys, Demetrius is spotted near the bar," Red informed them through the earpieces. "Get, Libby out of there. We need to make our move now."
"Take, Libby." Mona told Doc. "I got the guy."
Before Libby could object Mona disappeared into the crowd.