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Neve slipped out, like they knew she would. She went back to the flat, knowing he wouldn't be there. She got changed, got prepared. Wore the jeans she knew he loved. Black top he had brought her, the high heeled boots she always felt strong in and her favourite fitted trench coat. The expensive one and then made her way to East Central London and One New Change, went up the elevator, walked past a bar area and turned left and on to the roof
There in front of her Cathedral of St Paul the Apostle and to her left the London Eye lit up the night sky. Otherwise known as the place they had their first kiss, after their first date in a restaurant downstairs.
The attractive Italian standing in a very well-tailored suit in front of her was being sentimental. He had his back to her but his shoulders straightened as he heard the sound of her boots
"Neve"
"Niccolo"
He chucked as he turned around smiling that smile she couldn't resist. Neve frowned at him before pouting
"I'm sorry, Baby"
"Who are you?"
"You know me, Neve"
"You lied to me"
"Oooh well, you can't point a finger at something like lying. I'm not the only one who living a double life"
"Why did you have blueprint to the hotel in your office?"
"You snoop" Jack chuckled before reaching out his hand for hers She stared at his open hand and back into his eyes. She felt safe, he looked like her Jack. His eyes were the same. Soft and kind. "Neve, I'm not going to hurt you. I promise"
She took his hand and stepped forward. Jack spun her around, playfully , before wrapping his arms tightly around her waist and gently kissed her cheek
"Jack" she whispered
"Did you know the first time we were here. You were talking about how beautiful the view was and all I could look at was you?"
"Did you target me because I had been IMF?"
"I choose you because you're beautiful"
"Please stop"
"It's truth. I didn't know at first but I started to notice things. You didn't talk about your past a lot. You were always slightly too aware when we were in a crowd. You always choose the back of the restaurant. Wasn't until I saw your back and you told me that story. I knew for sure, there was more to you. So, I looked into it"
"Why didn't you leave?"
"I'm girlfriend was a spy. How sexy is that?" Neve laughed and rested her head on his chest. Jack leant in, pressed his lips to her ear before whispering "I would never let anything like that happen to you. I'd protect you. You'd never want for anything and you would have everything you needed"
"Jack" she whispered back shaking her head against his chest
"Why are you trusting these people that let that happen to you? They threw you away when they had no use for you. I would never do that to you"
"No, he'd do something much worse" another voice said walking towards him.
Brandt with his gun drawn. Neve swore loudly before gasping as Jack spun her around again. Pressing her back up against his chest and something sharp be press against her stomach
"Damnit Brandt" she murmured
"Brandt" Jack said before he chuckled "This is the guy? You really did a number on her, didn't you?"
"Jack" she begged
"You're not what I imagined at all"
The pressure on her stomach increased
"Brandt, put it down" she begged "Go right now"
"Not a freakin' chance, Nevie"
"I wasn't asking"
"I think he still likes you, Baby" Jack chuckled into her neck. As he dug the knife in more. It had now cut through her clothes "Does it kill you, Agent Brandt. That I slowly but surely stole her away from you, piece by piece. Everything was yours when I met her. Broken but still yours"
Brandt watched her close her eyes ashamed, embarrassed. Pressing her lips together, leaning her face as far away from him as she could. This guy wasn't just hurting her physically.
"Shut your mouth" Brandt told him
"Slowly but surely. Mind, body soul, she become mine. Although she gave me her body first"
"Jack" she begged
"Especially last night, after she found out who I might be. Was that yesterday you told her, yes?" he asked Brandt before turning back to Neve "See Baby, you can never hide anything from me. I knew my time was up"
Jack tightened his grip on her before she looked back at him. Space barely between them
"Let me go" she whispered
"Not while he has that gun on me"
"Will, put it down"
"Can't just let him go, Neve"
"We have too"
Jack hovered above her lips, looking into her eyes before speaking again
"Don't worry, Will. I always come back to get what's mine"
Will knew he had no choice. He hated doing it but he put the gun down and watched the smile grow on the guy's face before Niccolo kissed her. Kissed her hard, pushing her head back and not stoping until she moaned
Brandt had to look away after awhile. That wasn't an image he wanted burnt into his brain
Jack finally pulled back and danced the tip of her nose around hers as Neve finally opened her eyes as he let her go
"See you soon, Baby"
She lowered herself on to the ledge of the building and watched Jack walk away. The way Brandt and Jack watched each other, she couldn't really explain.
Will waited until the guy was well and truly gone before he stalked up to her. Pissed off and worried but mostly annoyed
"Have you lost your freakin mind?" he yelled "Coming here alone. He could have killed you"
"He wasn't going to kill me"
"What did you think you were going to do? Talk him. Take him downstairs. Make a little night of it and he'd tell you everything over a nice meal and wine. Tell you his evil plan"
"Brandt" she protested
"Yeah?"
"A little help here?" She asked holding out her hand "I can't feel my legs right now"
Will walked over slowing and took her hand pulling her up half way before wrapping his arm around his waist, holding her up
"What am I going to do with you?"
"I don't know who that was"
"He's not Jack. He was never Jack" he told her softly
"Well I get that now!"
They stood up and her hand ran down her coat to find a tear where the knife had been. He heard her swear again
"What?" he asked gently
"This is my favourite coat"
Brandt found himself laughing at how ridiculous that sounded. How cute she sounded
"I'm more worried about the girl in the coat"
"The girl spent three thousand dollars on the coat. She's pissed"
"You what?" he asked pressing the button for the elevator "On a coat"
"Its really pretty"
"As long as its pretty" he laughed resting her on the wall as the door closed "Such a girl"
"A girl in a ripped coat"
He just smiled and shook his head at her. It was the first glimpse of the woman he used to know.