He opened the van door and hopped in with me.
"Listen I know you don't exactly enjoy flying so I have a little thing to help you through that." He said as he poked something into my neck and I blacked out. It was dark when I woke up. Wait when did I fall asleep? That little sneak drugged me! Wait let's not jump to conclusions, I thought to myself, maybe not. Lets see, I remembered Ethan leading me to the black van that was conspicuously hidden in an alley. I remember getting in, then nothing. As a spy that is pitiful, I groaned. Ok maybe someone knocked me out, no reason to get upset. I opened my eyes hesitantly, I knew that I was lying on a bed the covers were soft like silk covering me. I felt a pressure around my waist, I tried to tear away from it but couldn't. It only tightened around me, I gasped not expecting that. I looked over my shoulder to see a sleeping Ethan Hunt by my side.
"Ethan" I whispered trying to wake him up. He groaned pleasurably. Oh no! This was the most awkward thing I have had to do in my life, well maybe not the most awkward...
"Ethan, wake up!" I said a little above a whisper. Nothing. Now either I was going to have to stay like this for a couple hours or somehow maybe I could get myself out of this without waking him up. I saw Agent Brandt walk by my our room. I had worked one or two missions with him a couple years before.
"Brandt!" I snapped quietly. He had passed our room, however, stopped and walked backwards after hearing me hiss his name. He looked into the room smirking at my awkward position.
"Oh hey O'Connell" he greeted me using my last name.
"Please help me?" I asked making my voice go an octave higher, in order to sound distressed. He shook his head, but didn't move.
"PLEASE?!" I whispered loudly, getting a little desperate.
"I don't think so."
"Willlll!" I groaned annoyed and frustrated.
"No."
"You will do this. If you still want to leave this room with your balls intact." I growled, now threatening him.
"Okay, okay. FINE."
He grabbed a long pillow that was sitting at the end of the bed and set it in place of me, while I quickly rolled out of Ethan's arms and fell agilely onto the floor. Mission accomplished I smiled to myself, happy to have avoided the awkward situation that could've happened had Ethan woke up next to me.
Ethans POV
I was really confused when I woke up the next morning, let's just say that I had no idea how I got to the bed I was sleeping in. I looked around the room. Hmm weird, I thought I was on the couch... Guess not. Oh well, best not to dwell on it. I rolled out of the bed took a quick shower and got dressed in a grey shirt and jeans. I had a splitting headache so I walked into the kitchen to see if I could find some Advil. I looked in through the doorframe immediately to see Will and Kensi having a stare down. I walked in looked between them and cautiously walked between their stares not wanting to get involved. All I wanted to do was get to the cabinet to find the Advil. Unfortunately, I also needed the fridge to find something to eat. Finally, I heard one of them shift their weight and I knew that the internal fight between the two was over.
"Morning." Will greeted me pleasantly, as he sat down at the kitchen table with a coffee mug in hand.
"Morning Brandt, Kensi." I replied still facing the cabinets.
"Hi " Kensi muttered out sounding slightly distracted.
"You okay Kens?" I asked worried about her well being.
"Yeah just peachy." She replied to me in a sarcastic tone, as she moved out of the kitchen.
"What did I do?" I asked Brandt. He smiled at me before saying,
"You didn't do anything Ethan. Don't worry about her."
"Alright." I said sitting down across from Brandt, raising an eyebrow at him.
"Oh come on shes just not thrilled about being on our mission. She was on a mission of her own and had to abort, no one would like that." he said.
"Right." I said not buying his cover, whatever it was I would find out sooner or later. Otherwise I would question Kensi about it, if this continued.