Chapter 6

Dylan wasn't happy. He was very pissed actually. A few days ago Catco

published an article about his weapon trafic. Since then he had to stay hidden

and none of his usual costumers showed up. He should have killed this

journalist when he had the opportunity but she vanished in front of his men.

Maybe she was one of these alien freaks. Anyway he hated being exposed and

he needed to do something. Maybe he could kidnap the girl and sell her to someone who wished to study aliens. He came up with a plan and felt better.

Bonnie was going home. She was proud of her article. She thought it was her

best so far. Her mind drifted to Mike/Mon-El. She had so many questions but

she didn't want to act like a paparazzi or a stalker. She didn't want him to shut

down. She unlocked her door and turned the lights on. Or at least she tried

because nothing happened. Never a good sign. Either you didn't pay your bills

or someone was after you. She got back in the hallway but someone grabbed

her. She screamed but it was useless because the person placed a damp cloth on

her nose and mouth. She fainted and got dragged away. A door opened and one

of her neighbors looked in the hallway. Nothing. The neighbor shrugged and

went back in their appartement.

Dylan : Wake up !

Bonnie groaned and opened her eyes. The world was spinning again.

Dylan : Not very tough for an alien.

Bonnie : What ? I'm not an alien ! she looked at him It's you again.

Dylan : You put your nose in my business so it's payback time.

Bonnie : Like I said, I'm not an alien.

Dylan : Then how did you escape in the first place ?

Bonnie : I won't answer that she tried to untie herself

Dylan : Well, whatever you are I'm going to sell you a good price.

Bonnie : she froze What ?

Dylan : Apparently Cadmus pays well he laughed and locked the room behind him

The next morning

Winn was taking his shift to the DEO. He cracked his fingers before logging in

his assigned computer.

Garrett : Agent Schott.

Winn : he jumped a little Garrett ! I mean Agent Matthews.

Garrett : Did you place the tracker on Miss Bennett ?

The young agent looked around to make sure no one was listening. He hated to

act behind Mon-El's back but Bonnie knowing the truth worried him. So he

talked to Garrett. They decided that they wouldn't say a word to the big boss

until they knew more. Winn was in charge of placing a tracker on her so a few

days ago he 'accidently' bumped into her and glued an invisible tracker sticker

on her forearm. She didn't notice.

Winn : I did yeah.

Garrett : Does it still work ?

Winn : Duh he typed something on his keyboard Right now she's...In an abandoned warehouse. Oh, that can't be good.

Garrett took out his phone.

Winn : So basically we kept an eye on your future wife.

Mon-El : She's not that ! But you two should have told me sooner.

Garrett : Maybe you should have consulted me before you told her the truth.

Mon-El : It didn't...It's complicated. Are you going to send a team ?

Garrett : We don't know if it's alien related. You have to go but you won't be on your own, I'll stay on com the whole time.

Winn : I've got a surprise for you. Follow me.

They went in a lab.

Winn : I've been working on this for a few weeks now. There's room for improvement so keep your mind open, ok ? he opened a closet and took out a costume before laying it on a table

Mon-El : A super hero suit ?

Winn : Designed for you. Totally bulletproof.

Mon-El : Unless I'm shot in the head.

Winn : Positive thinking, please ! he grabbed an eye mask (A/N : Is it how it's called ? It's a mask that goes around the eyes) To hide your identity.

Mon-El : he sighed I hope it's a one time thing.