We jumped down onto the rafters in the club and surveyed the area. Ethan pointed to some big black stones leading down a hallway.
"That's where the Widow is meeting Lark." He told us just to make sure we knew. I stripped out of my flight suit revealing my black dress. I fluffed my hair a little. Ethan looked at me like it was a weird thing to do.
"What?" I asked them both as they were staring. They just shook their heads and we went down the stairs to join the party. There were flashing lights everywhere and a DJ playing some music over the speakers. It was very loud and full of drunk teenagers fist pumping and dancing to the music.
"Walker!" Ethan yelled trying to hear him over the music on our comms.
"Ethan, can you hear me?" He asked.
"Barely." I yelled to him trying to make myself heard over the music.
"I've got him." Walker said.
"Say again? Where?" Ethan asked him.
"He's headed for the bathroom." He told us I looked around trying to find the restroom. We all met up near a clearing by the bathroom.
"Well boys I guess this is where I leave you." I told them handing Ethan over the needle and vial. He pocketed it. They looked at me and looked back towards the door nodded and walked away. I stood outside my arms crossed. Then I noticed someone coming towards me.
"Ilsa?" I asked her just then I heard shattered. I grabbed her arm and ran towards the bathroom.
"Kensi? What're you doing here?" She asked me happily before she wrapped me in a hug.
"Hey. Mission." I told her voice clipped as I walked into the bathroom seeing the Asian man with a gun to Ethan's head and Walker on the floor. Ilsa quickly shot the man on top of Ethan while I stood behind her.
"Shit." Ilsa breathed out.
"Sorry. I was aiming for his chest." She told Ethan as we all gathered around the body.
"What are you doing here?" Ethan asked her getting defensive.
"It's good to see you too." She replied normally.
"Sorry, I'm confused. You are?" Walker jumped in making sure we didn't forget him.
"An old friend." Ethan kept it short and simple I muffled a snort.
"Cancel extraction. We're code Blue. Send sanitation." Walker told whoever was listening.
"That was my team." He explained. Though no one seemed to care as Ethan continued questioning Ilsa.
"You didn't answer my question. What are you doing here?"
Some guys suddenly came through the door. I quickly grabbed Walker's head and tilted it back.
"That's it. Just take it easy. That's it. Just keep your head back until the bleeding stops." I told him while Ethan and Ilsa just looked at each other.
"What is it?! You want some?!" Ethan asked them in French.
"You're not here by accident. Who sent you?" I asked her picking Ethan's side in this.
"I can't tell you that." She told us.
"What are you doing?" Walker asked Ethan as he put the bracelet on his wrist.
"I have a date with White Widow.
"He had a date with the Widow. You look nothing like him." Walker made his point gesturing to Ethan's face.
"Now, we have to hope they never met." Ethan told him matter of factly.
"Hope is not a strategy!" Walker raised his voice this time.
"You must be new." Ilsa smirked still looking at Ethan.
"I have no other choice. White Widow is our only lead. I got to be this guy for 5 minutes." Ethan said trying to persuade us.
"Don't do it." Ilsa told him as he walked out a warning in her tone.
"What? What is it? What aren't you telling me?" Ethan asked her again this time.
"You don't understand what you're involved in." She told him. Oh no. This was Ethan's weakness being told he didn't know things was his pet peeve.
"I don't understand what I'm involved in? I don't understand what I'm involved in?! What am I involved in?" He started off yelling and ended with a question in his voice. I smirked. She was right. He really didn't know.
"If you're meeting the Widow she leaves in 3 minutes." Walker told him looking at his watch.
"Ethan!" Ilsa tried again.
"I'll make it work." He told her.
"Ethan!" I tried for her.
"I'll make it work!" He yelled and walked out of the bathroom.
"Name's Walker." Walker introduced himself to Ilsa.
"Yeah? You're welcome." She told him and walked out. I sighed looked out the corner of my eyes to the door. I really didn't feel like getting between those two. We all knew there was something there but they wouldn't ever admit that amongst themselves.
"She's almost worse than you." Walker told me. I walked up close to him brushing my arm against my leg to grab my knife that was hidden in the dress. Walker was focused on me the entire time so he didn't notice. I backed him up against the wall only inches from his face. I looked into his blue eyes. Bringing my hand with the knife close to his face.
"No one is worse than me." I told him grazing my knife across his cheek. I took a step back and turned around to walk out the door.
"Kensi…" He grabbed my arm holding the knife. He spun me around making the knife clatter to the ground. He grabbed my waist with his other hand pulling me flush against him. I gasped not expecting this of all things.
"What do you think you're doing?" I asked him. His eyes searched mine. I flashed back to a time when Brandt and I were in a similar situation.
"Kensi… Why the hell do you insist on making everything a fight?" He asked me.
"I just don't understand why you would want to do this!" I yelled at him.
"I'm being ordered to. It's not my choice!" He yelled back. I walked away and to the door of our place planning to go on a walk and not further the fight. He grabbed my arm pulling me back pushing me up against the door.
"Don't walk out on me we're going to settle this." He told me.
"When Brandt? How could we possibly when you'll be gone for months? This isn't fair. We were supposed to get married in three months…" I started out yelling but the words turned to a whisper and a tear came down my cheek. He brushed it away with his free hand and just held me against him.
"I know. I'm sorry. We will, we'll just have to post pone." He told me. I looked everywhere but in his eyes.
"Look at me." He said. I stole a glance towards his eyes.
"I love you. We will get married. It's just a minor setback right now." He told me.
"I love you too." I whispered out knowing that something would always get in the way.
My emotions faltered as I looked into Walker's eyes.
"You okay?" He asked me.
"I'm fine." I said my voice clipped as I looked away from him. He tilted my chin up forcing me to look at him he let go of my arm as he did so.
"I've only known you a couple of hours, I know. But… If I'm overstepping tell me—" He muttered looking deep into my eyes. Trying to string words together.
"You're overstepping." I told him my eyes glazing over snapping out of my emotions.
"You didn't even hear what I had to say." He said to me.
"You want me to open up to you about my problems. I'm hurt and suffering Walker there's nothing else to talk about." I snapped at him telling him exactly what he wanted to hear. He looked stunned then let go of me altogether. I walked away from him and out the door to find Ethan. I stole a wristlet off a girl who was too drunk to care about who she was going home with and walked through the door to find Ethan kicking someone's ass and the White Widow on his arm. I saw a guy to my left try to get to them. About to punch him Walker beat me to it. He looked at me and silently handed me the knife I had dropped in the bathroom before linking our arms and walking us outside to the White Widow's car. Where we would be going to her house to negotiate a deal for the plutonium.
