C.I.A Agent Ryan's P.O.V

I had no idea what my boss meant by "complete the mission". She was a real nutcase; of course don't tell her it came from me. Her nickname was "Iron Maiden". She was as tough as iron but enjoyed flirting with the males at our headquarters. She knew not to flirt with me. Not after the last incident with my wife about five years ago.

Anyways, as I was saying, I didn't know who the kid was. She looked young and scared. She was about ten years old at the time. Loading her up in my truck, I tried to pick music she might enjoy. Looking in the rear-view mirror, I caught her eyes and managed to smile. Her facial expression went from scared to comfort, back to scared. Thinking to myself, I wondered what made her change so fast. Then I heard it. A train and it was headed our way. Unbuckling, I pushed her to the floor board, protecting her from the impact. As soon as we were down, the train ripped through the passenger side of my car. After the train left, the Earth went black.