AN: We are so close to the end, one more chapter and an epilogue to go! They might not be up until Thursday, it depends if I can get bus fare to go to the library tomorrow, sorry. Anyway, R&R please!
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Every Spy Knows The Inevitable. Chapter 9
"…Sky"
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"…Oscar"
Lights flickered in the two gun wielder's eyes. Who were these Oscar and Sky they talked about?
"…Why are you doing this?" Frank asked, the fear hidden from his voice. He would be inconspicuous till the very end…if it came to the very end.
"…Is this a joke, seriously Oscar, you've out done yourself this time!" Carrie spoke, a joker till the very end?
"Who is she, Sky?" Zoe asked what was on everybody's mind – albeit not Frank and Dan's.
Aneaisha gave Zoe a bug-eyed look. Really, was this really the time for that?
"…Rose…are you alright?" Tom asked, Rose was teetering on the edge of collapse – and that's what she did, collapse.
…Rose…Ruh-owes…Rose. ..The science whizz with those brown doe eyes…My Rose…
...That thought battled around his head and he couldn't shake it away, the gun in his hand now felt unexplainably heavy. He'd never had a real problem with killing anyone, maybe the odd twitching of a wrist to put his nerves on edge – but never had he not gone through with an assassination. He could see 3, or as they had called her – Sky, battling her own conscience. Her hand shook a little, her aim would surely be off, it could turn into a blood bath. He knew that was a possibility. They'd planned for it to be a clean cut killing, simple and problemless. Though there would obviously be a problem now – they were slowly failing their mission.
I have to do it, just pull the trigger, take out the one on the floor – She's an easy target, once she's gone the rest will easily fall. He thought but yet again his brain fought back. No! Don't you dare harm her, any of them, you touch them, I'll kill you. He must be going mad – he had just threatened to siphon off his life for these people, his enemies. Why did he do that?
They were stuck in an unplanned problem…what should they do?
Ok, think man, think. They could have killed you by now, but they haven't. They seem to know you, but you don't them, do you? You swear you've known of the girl, then just say her name go on, Gupta, you know you want to, you know you need…
His thoughts were cut off, he'd been hit by a sleeping dart, he crashed to the floor. A few moments later so did Sky, her ginger curls falling around her face on the grey lifeless floor.
It's alright, it's okay…she'll be fine, he'll be fine, we'll all be fine – Dan's trail of thought had him rocking slightly back and forth, he had retreated to the furthest corner, keeping Sky in sight. They had been lifted on to the tables, they looked uncomfortable but they wouldn't feel it, probably wouldn't remember it even.
It's sad how some people can forget stuff so easily... Be it with a needle or a bang to the head.
Frank had attached some needles and wires to their bodies. Physically they were fine, a few scratches and bruises decorated their pale bodies. They had been deprived of some sun, that much was clear. Hidden away maybe for some reason. Mentally, there was potential damage. Their brains were scattered with black spots in the cerebrum region. That was very worrying.
So was the quietness of two of his agents, four of his agents.
Rose had long since gained consciousness, but was sat on a chair, her knees pulled up under her body, a cup of steaming tea held firmly in her hand, Her eyebrows were furrowed up in thought – and Rose thinking about something on this scale too much was definitely a worry. Dan was another story, he hadn't eaten or drunken anything, he was acting like an addict of some sorts who had gone cold turkey. In a way he had, he'd gone cold turkey on talking to people, on life.
Carrie was on the whole, doing well, though she was extremely confused. Why had Oscar and this Sky, done this. How had he survived and why, only now, had he come into contact. Doesn't he know how messed up Rose had been, doesn't he care what he's done to us… She wanted to hit him to shout at him, to scream - But she knew she had to keep it together – Oscar was obviously seriously messed up.
One thing Tom had noted was that they seemed to not know who they were. They held a puzzled look on their faces, well, before they were knocked out they did. He'd studied the images of the cerebrums, both of them, and had found out that they had been punctured maybe, they were alive – and that, in itself was a miracle…
…It passed 8pm and still the boy and girl had not yet recovered from their sleeping darts, the team were slouched around the base, a few takeaway containers scattered around the place.
Rose sat stiff still, almost statue like, a god – almost. Only moving to feed herself some margarita pizza.
Dan reclined lazily, staring up to the ceiling.
The others all held a quiet conversation; they didn't want to disturb their members trail of thoughts. Anaeisha had laughed aloud quietly when the inevitable happened.
3 or Sky had jumped up and was shouting at them. "What are you doing to us…? Daniels, get up you dinosaur..." she kicked the supposed Daniels come Oscar's side and he shot up. His eyes were dazed, considering he had just woken up. He looked around at the faces of the people that surrounded him. He didn't know them. Who were they, where was he. 3 put her hand on his shoulder and whispered some words to him. The others couldn't hear them; they could be planning a hostage, a way to escape…anything.
A certain brown haired person had shaken out of their reverie and had quietly walked over to this Daniels, she tentatively pulled his face around to face hers and made him lock eyes with her.
That one spark was all he needed...
