Blye, S Part 1. Chapter ThirtySeven: Revenge
We all retreated back to OSP for our own private wake, considering none of Harry's imditate family were able to find the money to fly over or even afford to have his body flown back to England.
"Miss Blye the second" Hetty said, as she joined me outside. "The party is inside, why are you out here?"
I sighed heavily, as I lent against the brick wall with a glass of vodka in hand. "I just needed air, I had a bit of a panic attack"
She smiled gently, taking my hand in hers. "It will all come to a head in time, greif is a controlable thing. It will hit you when you least expect it, but you will soon learn how to control it and it will become easier. The panic attacks will become less frequent, he's only just gone. I know"
"How did you come to know all this Hetty? You surprise me more and more everyday" I laughed weakly.
"I know lots of things, Miss Blye the second. Lots of things that would blow your mind into tiny peices of shrapnel. But I know one thing that I will need to talk to you about when the party has died down a tincy bit. That okay?" She smiled, patting the back of my hand.
I smiled, I still couldn't beleive that we were an inch apart in height. I had taken off my heels due to the fact that my toes had gone purple from walking in them all day.
"Hetty?" I called after her as she was about to go inside.
"Yes dear?" She chirped.
"Thankyou" I said, with a soft smile.
"For what?" She said, returning the smile.
"Just thankyou" I said whistfully.
When the party had died down, I was already sat at Hetty's desk with Deeks and Kensi one side of me and Eric and Nell the other.
"You called for us Hetty" Deeks said.
She nodded. "I did indeed Mister Deeks"
"Can I be the one to ask why?" Nell said.
"The reason I have called all five of you here is, in the light of recent events I would like to throw a oppertuity at you all" She said, confidently.
We all looked at eachother with puzzled glances.
"I have permitted for Miss Blye and Mister Deeks to be Miss Blye the second's legal guardians and if anything to happen to them, Mister Beale and Miss Jones will resume their roles as godparents" Hetty gave us all a smile.
I looked to Kensi and Deeks, then to Eric and Nell, then finally to Hetty.
"Only if that's what you want" She asked me.
I smiled broadly. "I know that Eric and Nell aren't going anywhere far, so I think I'm going to stick with what you've just said"
We all stood up.
"And Sasha?" Hetty said as I turned away, she signaled for me to come back.
"Yes Hetty"
She asked me to give her hand, I did so.
She placed a gun in my hand, wrapping my fingers around it.
"It was my first gun, when I was a warrior during the cold war" She told me, placing her hand on top of mine.
"Why are you giving me this Hetty?" I quizzed.
"Go kill that bastard Sasha"