Me: *gives you all a glare*
Don't make me hurt you people. . .I know you people are reading, faving, and alerting this story and when I checked just afew days ago, wait for it, there was two reviews for a seven chapter story, and here it comes over 400 views!
Dom: Jeez girl calm down, it's not like the worlds gonna end.
Me: I didn't say that but this thing is at least decently popular so WTF.
Dom: I can respect that.
Me: So unless you guys want me post a new chap may I suggest click that lil button. Please? . . .I'll throw in Dom as a package deal.
Dom: :/ . . .That is NOT happening.
Me: The fangirls want what the fangirls want.
-I would like to thank Awesome5679 & Angel897 for being the reviewers. Let me know if you guys want some spoilers:P and for the rest remember to review-
Dom's POV:
The words left my mouth and Hunt was on his feet in seconds. He didn't speak much of Sean to us since we had to split to where we were now and everyone passed out afterwards.
Though from the looks he had given me and his facial expressions talking about him something went done between the two of them, that involved the I.M.F and Nicole. Great just who I wanted to get in a brawl with. Though that bastard probably aint as skinny as he was as a teenager, and no doubt even crazier then before.
He stromed back inside the lobby letting the door slam against the wall. I cringed slightly, if everyone wasn't awake they were now.
"O'Conner! Sam!"
I was up off the ground following him just as fast as he was. Something wasn't adding up between Sean and Ethan, but what. We hardley got any information about him before we had to ditch L.A but was it seriously that bad. Or was he overreacting? Either way we were about to find out.
"Hunt, what the hell is goin on?"
He paced up and down the lobby one hand gripping his hair and the other he kept clenching and unclenching.
"Ethan?. . ."
Both of us looked at Sam as he walked over to him. He knew something wasn't right. That something was bugging Ethan, which from what Sam and Brian have told didn't happen Hunt remained silent.
I could see pain written on his face from every angle.
"Hunt, what is it?"
I briefly glanced at my sister who stood next to Brian, leaning into him slightly. As I turned my attention back to him he sighed heavily and ignored everyone, except Sam and Brian.
"He survived Australia, I don't know how but he did. And I'll bet anything he's our target."
They must have known who he was referring to, their faces gave it away almost instantly. Sam looked as if he was gonna faint and Brian was no better. Though they stood strong
"He? Who's he?"
Ethan looked in Jesse's direction breifly and then back to me. It made me cringe inside. Knowing that Ambrose was the one that tried to kill off Jesse. He wasn't gonna take it lightly. Neither was the rest of them and even though I felt the same way I hide every ounce of pain away from the crew.
They needed me. Showing my fear or pain to them would only reck havack and split us all up when we needed each other the most.
"The snot nose prick that keeps getting brought up, is Sean Ambrose. . ."
I couldn't help but look at Leon as I spoke. He was the one here that had dealt with him the longest, besides Sam. He found Niki nearly beaten to death by her ex-boyfriend, by Ambrose. Not to mention protected her and Sam on countless other times.
He looked worse then Sam did, if that was even possible. Every drop of color from his face seemed to vanish and had it not been for Vince holding his arm . . . he would have passed out. It sort of freaked me out. Normally he was never like this and to see him like that made my stomach churn.
I shook it off though.
I looked back at Hunt. There was one thing confusing me, what did he mean about Ambrose surviving Australia. Though O'Conner must have read my mind and brought up the subject before I had a chance to.
"That's impossible. Both Luther and I, even Nyah! We saw you shoot him, nailed him directly in the chest twice and once in the back . No one, could have survived that Hunt. . ."
Thefe was a silence, but being the sitiuation it didn't last more then a second.
"Well if that were the case he wouldn't be a problem now."
"Leon's right. Wait, who's Nyah?"
I couldn't help but think the same thing Jesse did. Though from what I had just heard she sounded like another IMF agent that crossed enemy lines. Ironic as it was, seeing as all of us do it on a regular basis, except we don't go up against crazy-ass eople like Ambrose every single day.
"She helped the IMF the first time we tried to take Ambrose down."
"And that worked real well, aint that right Hunt?"
I couldn't help the glare I gave Vince. Now was not the best of times for him to be pulling this. I already saw Jesse try and calm him down, but it hardly fazed him.
"You act so tough and strong. Like you're the only one that gives a shit about her or the only one that's had to deal with Ambrose?"
"Do you know what that asshole prick you think you know is capable of?"
I had to back both Vince and Leon up on this seeing they were right about their statement though Hunt broke before I did.
"No, I know perfectly well what were up against. You think he was crazy as a kid. That cray has turned into insanity. The flick of his wrist he'll kill every single one of us and Nicole!-"
He was on his feet now directly in Vince's face.
"Don't you tell me what I'm up against! I already know."
"Oh is that right."
I glanced at Sam. He knew what was going to happen next, and he knew I had to stop it.
"Enough."
They both ignored me.
"Frankly, now that you mention it. . .your the one that is misinformed . Probably didn't mean to confuse you there Vincey."
"Enough! Both of you!"
He turned and focused back at me as Vince looked like he about ready to slug Hunt but Leon and Jesse held him back.
"Vince go walk it off. Were not going to solve anything with you two fighting."
He pulled away from Leon but stood his ground. I noticed Sam glance towards Ethan knowing he was thinking of a plan.
"What're you thinking?"
Hunt glanced slightly at O'Conner who stood next to him. I swear these Agents had some sort of bug planted in there head that allowed them to share thoughts.
"Need to make a call."
"To the rest of the C.I.A I take it."
I glared slightly at Vince as he threatned another comeback but kept his mouth shut and didn't speak another word as he saw the glare. God he was a pain in the ass sometimes, though he did mean well. He was just trying to look out for the saftey of the crew, but there were times when he woukd cross lines.
"No, just. . .a few old friends of mine. . ."
I couldn't help but look over my shoulder as three people walked in. One a tall dark skinned man dressed in pretty rich clothes, literally. Black leather, and dress shoes. The other was a guy not a year older then Leon holding what looked like some sort of high-tec the last one was a woman. She was tall, light skinned and had dirty blonde hair that hung at her shoulders.
"I told you Hunt you owe me from the last time that nightmare was lose."
He smirked.
"It's going to have to wait a bit longer Luther. . ."
A/N Me: Ok so I know what your thinking. Don't worry it all shall be told in time.-and for the people wondering, no it is not Lindsey. Shes died remember.-
Dom: So was Jesse and Vince. . .
Me: :/ But they were big characters Lindsey was just Ethans apprentice.
Ethan:. . . . .thanks. . . . .
Me: Whatever, its true and she wasn't even a huge character in the third M:I. So yeah, anyways click that little button below.
