Apologies for the delay. Definitely not the best writing so apologies for that as well.
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This is a waste of time."
A frustrated Benji got up from his place at the window overlooking their target's apartment across the street.
"You need to relax, Benji.", Ilsa said with a hint of amusement.
The last three weeks ended up being harder than the last year and a half but, she had her team, her friends.
"Yeah, what's up you today?", Brandt asked with a frown, handing a cup of coffee to Ilsa who was still keeping an eye on the apartment.
The sudden change of his expression was first noticed by Ilsa;
"What's wrong?"
When he hesitated again, they knew something was cooking in his head.
"Benji, you're going to tell...",Luther walked up to him, "...or I have to make you."
Just the sound of his voice was enough to break him;
"I know you guys are going to be mad..", he slowly stepped away,
"...but he was very persistent and...", he stepped away further,
"...and very convincing, might I add."
"Spit it out.", Brandt couldn't take it anymore.
"I told Ethan where we are!", he finally shouted.
The silence was pin dropping.
After a few seconds all hell broke loose as both men were expressing very clearly what they felt.
All the while Benji was only looking at her. Ignoring his two friends he walked and knelt in front of her;
"I'm sorry."
She smiled softly, "I know."
Before anyone could say anything there was a knock on the door.