A/N: Dear Readers, I had a bit of help from my good friend CharmingCharles2896 on this chapter. He reviewed the text as a Beta for this and made some key suggestions. Believe me, he performed a great service in helping me polish this one up. Please note that any problems or errors that you might find in the text are still solely owned by the author of this work (i.e. Me).
Revenge of the Fish
Sarah
Written By:
Markey DeSad
Okay, I'll admit it. I had a moment of weakness and slept with Cole. In my defense, the man is built like a Hercules, just cut like you wouldn't believe. He'd also just saved my life, like an honest to God action hero. He stood in the open, facing down a Fulcrum Black Hawk helicopter, blew up a propane tank with two pistols. Simply awe-inspiring action, to be honest. I'll admit that it made me a little weak in the knees when he reached down to lift me to my feet.
Also, I hadn't had sex in almost two years, at that point. I'd really wanted to break my dry spell with a certain curly headed Nerd Herd Supervisor, but I knew that wasn't realistic, as he'd just get too clingy. He was always pushing me to talk about my feelings, or filling me in on his feelings. Honestly, I just wanted a good lay, which is why I gave into Cole's advances. It was meaningless and as soon as it was over, I knew it was wrong. Normally after a good bout of post mission sex, I'd feel relaxed and happy, not this time. This time I just felt cheap, used and terribly guilty. Especially the next day when I faced the heartrendingly sincere chestnut eyes of our asset.
I lied to him about Cole; I'd already asked Casey to erase all the video of my moment of weakness. The Major had assured me he'd gotten it all, and our asset would be none the wiser about my slip up with Agent Barker. I'm guessing that Casey missed something, or we all totally underestimated the Human Intersect. As I am now suspended off the ground, handcuffed to a pipe, in an abandoned warehouse about to be tortured by Fulcrum, I am guessing my Nerd Herder found out I lied to him. He must have been super pissed at Agent Barker and I as he'd clearly set us up to be taken by Fulcrum at the meet. The tip off was the fact that the creepy little pervert Lester Patel was also hanging from the same pipe as Cole and I.
Lester was crying and blubbering like a kid who'd been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. I'd known that Lester had been on his curly headed Supervisor's last nerve. When the Fulcrum agents had drug him in kicking and screaming, it was obvious from the bruises that they'd softened him up. They didn't once listen as he protested his innocence. They'd simply pulled the encrypted chip from his shirt pocket and slapped the hell out of him, before hanging him by his handcuffed wrists on the same pipe as Cole and I. At the moment when they'd pulled the very chip we'd entrusted to our asset for safe keeping, I knew he must have found the footage from last night and this morning.
I really wanted to apologize to him and beg him for his forgiveness, though lord knows I didn't deserve it. I'd been trying to keep him at arms length, so I wouldn't have to admit to breaking the cardinal rule of spying. In my mind, I kept referring to him by a host of overtly impersonal names like "the Human Intersect", or our "asset" or my "curly headed Nerd Herd Supervisor," I was trying to maintain a professional distance, so I wouldn't have to acknowledge how compromised I really am for him, which sounds flimsy in hindsight.
I wanted nothing more than to see his beautiful hazel eyes and open face again and tell him how I felt about him, but that Fulcrum bitch just threatened Patel with a blow torch, causing the little troll to faint. So now it's Agent Barker's turn, and she started with a leather strap. I could see him wince and grimace with every lash. Apparently, the sadistic bitch was just trying to hurt him, as she didn't even ask any questions. I am just grateful that neither he nor the creepy Troll knows Chuck's secret.
I sighed inwardly as I knew I'd have to incite her to lose her temper and kill me before I broke. It's the least I can do for Chuck after all the lies, betrayal and abandonment. I am very sad knowing I'll never get to gaze into those beautiful hazel eyes. It really sucks that I'll never get the chance to explain myself or make amends to my Chuck.
As I hear Agent Barker cry out in pain, I know this won't end well for me. I guess I sort of deserve it for betraying the man I can now finally admit that I love more than anything else in the world. It's a shame I'll never get the chance to share that fact with Chuck, but then again, my life has always been one mostly filled with regrets. Why should my end be any different?
To Be Continued
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