A/N: Chapter twooo is here~ Disclaimer...Some of the dialogue is straight from the Secret Ends. The events in this chapter were ones that I thought MC should've been WAY more active in, so this is my take on it. I might do this with a few other events as well, in parts where I thought MC might be more involved. I hope you like it...Let me know what you think. Vanderwood lovers, especially...this is for you 3 (Since we got no interaction with him in the game :( )Enjoy~
"Go to the car with me."
These were the words that sealed her fate…the words that confirmed her involvement with Saeyoung and his brother.
As soon as the sentence left her mouth, MC could sense the tension from the hacker beside her, despite it being part of the plan. She had suggested she be the one to lead Vanderwood away. It made sense, and it was the only way to convince Vanderwood to go to the car while simultaneously keeping Saeran safe.
"MC, are you sure?" Saeyoung said. He was acting, she knew. Still, she could tell he didn't like it. He protested to the plan initially, and knowing him, he'd try to flip it around.
He shook his head. "No, I'll just go," he said. So predictable.
"No," MC and Vanderwood said at the same time.
The latter cleared his throat. "I'll take her," he said. He turned to Saeyoung, and for a moment, MC could've sworn his expression softened. "You know what'll happen if you do something, right?"
"Of course," Saeyoung bit out.
"I told you not to get involved with her," Vanderwood said in a low voice. "If anything happens, it's your fault."
"If anything happens, Vanderwood," Saeyoung said, his voice so cold and solemn that the older man raised his brows in shock. "If you do something to her, I'm going to blow this whole place up." He tilted his head and once again gave a cheery smile. "Got it?"
Vanderwood let out a mirthless chuckle. "Are you threatening me? What…did you bring a bomb or something?"
MC snorted at the irony. Just a few weeks ago, they had left behind a bomb in the apartment and abandoned whatever weapons Saeyoung kept at his house. The only thing keeping them safe was a bunch of information and one single gun.
The red head spread out his jacket to reveal the inside. He lifted his shirt to show his belt. "As you can see, I have nothing on me. I don't have anything to hide, so just hurry," he said.
Saeran seemed to mutter something to Vanderwood. Meanwhile, Saeyoung turned to MC. She knew he couldn't be overly affectionate due to the agents who might be watching. They came together in a car, but so far, no one but potentially Vanderwood and Saeran knew of their attachment. "Be careful," he mouthed.
MC gave a small nod. She feared her shaking fingers might cause Saeyoung to change the plan, so she quickly snatched the keys from his hands and stuffed her own into her pockets.
"Then, let's go, lady," Vanderwood sighed.
She gave one last affirmative glance towards Saeyoung before heading to the car with the tall man. It was strange actually seeing Vanderwood face to face. Her boyfriend had only been able to give her some small descriptions about him, just for the sake of their mission. But, she could see the same sadness in the man's eyes as she saw in Saeyoung's. Well…at least, the sadness that was there before they set out on this path to get Saeran.
"No offense," Vanderwood muttered. "But are you stupid or something?"
MC raised a brow. "Don't let Sae—Seven hear you say that."
"I'm serious," he said. "You do realize, I suppose, the gravity of the situation. What it means to be with a hacker like him?"
She scoffed. If only he knew how many times Saeyoung made it so very clear. Over and over again, he pushed her away for those very reasons. But MC was stubborn…both a strength and a weakness. Those days at the apartment were torturous…they felt like so long ago. "And how do you know I'm not a dangerous woman myself, Agent Vanderwood?" she challenged.
If she was being honest with herself, she probably couldn't hurt a fly. Saeyoung had showed her some things for self defense…and how to shoot a gun, in case anything happened. But other than that, she was just a normal girl who happened to get herself into an abnormal situation. Still, she could use her words wisely. Jumin had told her it was one of the reasons she could gather guests so quickly. It was something he told her to use if she needed to…a piece of advice she was all too happy to accept.
"I don't," he returned. "But I still think my agency is a bit more dangerous."
Not as dangerous as Saeyoung apparently, MC thought wryly.
Vanderwood scrunched his nose when the car came into view in front of them. It wasn't parked very far away…Saeyoung needed it to reach the com device tucked into his shirt. Still, it was a good distance.
"You know, I secretly hoped I would never have to see that car again," Vanderwood said. To MC's surprise, there wasn't malice in his voice…but sadness. Was he actually hoping Saeyoung would've escaped successfully?
"Why not?" she cooed. "It's such a pretty car!"
Vanderwood glanced askance at her. "She's just a female version of him, isn't she? God help me."
MC waited until they were right next to the car to unlock it. She gestured to the driver's side, pointing to the small pile of hard drives. "There," she said, nonchalantly before opening the passenger side door.
"What are you doing?" Vanderwood frowned, hesitantly crossing over to the other side of the car.
"What are you afraid of?" MC shrugged, slipping sideways into the seat. Of course, he didn't know of the gun tucked in between the seats. "I can't drive from this side and I'm leaving the door open."
The agent only shook his head before opening the car door and filing through the drives one by one. After several long minutes, Vanderwood crossed his arms and stood straight. "This seems to be everything," he muttered. His eyes shifted back to the pile and confusion clouded his features. "But still…how can I trust him?"
That was her cue. "It's a bit quiet, isn't it?" she sighed. She reached for the radio as he started the process to delete the data. She switched it on.
"Hey! What are you doing?" Vanderwood said. His scowl morphed into a bitter smile. "I should've known. He has some funny device implanted in the car, right?"
MC only grinned, waiting for Saeyoung's voice to come out of the speakers. "Vanderwood, it's me. Agent 707."
Vanderwood shot her a frantic look. "Why is his voice coming out of the radio!"
MC wiggled her fingers. "Magic," she whispered.
He obviously didn't appreciate the joke, but MC couldn't help it. Saeyoung was right when he said the older agent was fun to tease…when he wasn't threatening anyone with a taser, that was.
"You won't be laughing if I—" he began, but Saeyoung's voice interrupted.
"Don't even think about holding the person next to you hostage. If you even touch her, I will make sure you disappear from the face of this earth. So watch it. I'm serious."
The tone of his voice even sent chills down MC's back. Over the past few weeks, she had seen many sides of him. It was nice being able to learn the depth of his character. Now, she was seeing for the first time how protective he was of her. It was touching…and comforting. Despite the fact that her very life could be ended by the gun which she knew was tucked in Vanderwood's belt, she felt completely safe.
The agent once again met her eyes, but he did not look angry. He wore a blank expression, as if he'd been through this before. "This was all part of your plan, wasn't it?" he asked.
"I told you I'm a dangerous woman," she said. "If you would, please check the hard drives once again…just to look busy."
He swore under his breath before looking back at the radio. With a sigh, he obeyed her orders. Saeyoung waited a few more seconds before speaking again. MC stayed silent, letting him convince the agent beside her in a way only a comrade could. Meanwhile, she pulled out the identification forms from the glove compartment and handed them to Vanderwood when prompted.
"You hacked into the national registry?" the man breathed. His fingers shakily ran over the papers. "Are you insane?"
"He is," MC sighed. She still wasn't too thrilled with that when he told her. It was dangerous…beyond dangerous…but he was determined to get Vanderwood out of the agency.
Saeyoung chuckled. "Now listen. I've left the person most important to me in your hands. This is the only chance for you to live." His voice softened. "The Vanderwood I know wouldn't refuse this. If you understand, tell your boss everything is okay, and then drive towards me...Then, see you later."
Vanderwood swore, looking back towards where Saeyoung and Saeran were waiting. He turned to MC. "I'm sorry to say, but even if I did accept, they'd shoot and kill us before we even get there."
MC released a breath she didn't know she was holding. That meant he was leaning towards their side. "The car's bulletproof," she informed. "So, hurry and make the decision before your boss suspects something."
He swore a few more times under his breath before staring back at the forms in his hands.
She cleared her throat, catching his attention. "You know," she said. "It was Saeyoung's idea to get you out. He said something about owing you after all these years. He won't say it…but, I think he considers you a friend."
She wasn't manipulating any words. It was true. Before they had even made a plan, Saeyoung insisted they get the papers to Vanderwood somehow. MC figured to incorporate it into their escape.
Vanderwood stared at her as if she had five heads. "Friend?" he barely whispered. "Agents don't have friends."
"They aren't supposed to get close to anyone either, and yet here I am," she said, gesturing to herself. "Saeyoung likes to break the rules when it comes to the people he cares for, if you haven't noticed."
His attention returned to the papers, clutching them more tightly. He shut his eyes and exhaled sharply before pulling out his communication device. MC slowly brought her legs into the car while he made up an excuse for his boss. Her heart was racing, despite everything going to plan.
She found her fingers reaching in between the seats, feeling for the cool handle of the gun.
"He must be planning something. Hold the woman hostage and approach him, over."
The words from Vanderwood's intercom made MC's blood run cold. She turned her gaze to Vanderwood while slowly getting a better grip on the handle. She wasn't too keen on the thought of having to use it. In fact, it made her sick to her stomach…but Saeyoung made her promise.
"Yes, sir," Vanderwood replied, pulling out his gun and lifting it ostensibly. MC tensed, her finger now positioned over the trigger. The agent switched off the device. He carefully dumped the hard drives at her feet. "Just play along, got it?"
MC nodded, slowly releasing the gun. He was joining them. Saeyoung was right. On Vanderwood's signal, they both shut the doors of the car. He tossed his gun on her lap and started the engine.
The next moments were long and short all at once. Vanderwood raced forward, his boss's angry protests blaring through his com device. It wasn't until he threatened to shoot did Vanderwood stop the car, but it was too late then.
MC's first instinct was to find Saeyoung. She was relieved to see him well, but slightly annoyed to see him dragging Saeran to the driver's side. "What the heck happened!"
He glanced at her briefly as if to check if she was harmed. He opened the door. "Vanderwood! Take him in! Hurry!"
"Why is he unconscious?" Vanderwood asked, although he managed to get a grip of Saeran's arms.
"Saeyoung, get in the car!" MC shouted.
Of course, he ignored her, making sure his brother got into backseat. MC's heart threatened to leap out her throat. Her eyes scanned the forested area behind them. The sharp outlines of guns and black figures began to appear. "Saeyoung, hurry," she pleaded.
It was too late. Gun shots rang out, pinging against the car. MC covered her face with her arms, praying that they would stop. Her stomach twisted when Saeyoung let out a sharp cry.
"Get him in!" he yelled at Vanderwood. The guns ceased fire.
"I'm trying!" the older man returned evenly. He turned to MC. "Hey, lady, drive."
"What—"
"Do it!"
Vanderwood stepped out of the car briefly before picking up Saeran as if he weighed nothing. He climbed into the backseat at an impressive speed, keeping his head away from the windows. MC climbed over the arm rests and cup holders and into the driver's seat. She fumbled for the ignition and restarted the car. Saeyoung had always done the driving, so she wasn't accustomed to it at all.
Speaking of the red head in question, Saeyoung was still gaping at Saeran in the back seat. "Get in!" MC yelled, grabbing at his shirt. He blinked, snapping out of his dazed stupor before getting into the other side of the car.
"Are you okay?" she breathed, clutching at his hoodie, afraid to see any red.
He grabbed the top of her head and gently pushed it down. "Keep your head down, MC," he said. "And make sure—"
"Worry about your own life!" Vanderwood snapped. "And close the door!"
Saeyoung jumped. MC didn't fail to notice he closed it with his left hand. "Saeyoung," she began.
"Not now," he said through gritted teeth. "Just floor it!"
MC swore he and his unwillingness to care for himself would be the death of her. Still, she did as she was told and slammed her foot onto the gas pedal. Thankfully, her driving skills hadn't gotten rusty since this whole debacle happened.
Gun shots hit the back of vehicle as they drove. It was surreal, really. But they had done it…they had saved Saeran.
She should've kept her eyes on the road, but she couldn't help glancing sideways at her boyfriend who was clutching his arm.
Yes, they had saved Saeran….but she was sure this was just the beginning—not the end-of their troubles.
A/N: So...did you like this concept of "retelling" some areas of the secret ends? Let me know! I'll still be filling in the moments in between, but I'm thinking of doing this style intermittently throughout the story if you you all like it. As always, thank you for reading! I'll be updating near the end of this week, so look forward to it. I will be responding to reviews/PM's/comments if you send any as they come in! Have a wonderful evening~
