Brandt POV
It's been a couple months since we finished our original mission with the fancy mentalist and Kensi. It's been a long couple months without her. I admitted my feelings and she just left. I didn't understand. I knew she wanted to heal but I didn't think she'd upright and leave. I couldn't be around her when she left, that's why I volunteered to go get the car she drove to the airport. I knew it wasn't goodbye, but it very well could be at the same time. It was hard to tell with her. It still kind of hurt, but I had to let go.
Today, I was standing before a group of Senators who were deciding the fate of the IMF. Hunley director of the CIA was building his case up against us using our latest mission of disarming the Russian Nuclear warhead against us. He wanted to disband the IMF. His reasons? "Too Reckless", bullshit, I know. However, the only answer I could ever give would be:
"I can neither confirm nor deny any details about any operation without the Secretaries approval."
I knew this wouldn't do us much good but it was the only thing I was permitted to say, although I could kind of defend us within limits. As Hunley was closing his argument against us, I knew we would be disbanded, that was something we would all have to deal with. I felt a slight pain in my chest as we were dismissed. It was over. I knew it would be, the IMF was now apart of the CIA. This sucked. My phone rang as I got into the elevator alone.
"Go secure" the voice said.
I knew all too well that voice was the one and only Ethan Hunt, the man of the hour. Hunley really wanted to catch him. I did as Ethan asked.
"Go" I told him letting him know I had gone secure.
"London is compromised" he repeated that to me twice. He went on to say he wanted immediate extraction.
"What happened?" I asked slightly worried.
"There was this man, he could've killed me, but he didn't. The syndicate is real. They know who we are and how we operate." He said to me. He was saying a lot of things he wanted rather fast. I sighed knowing I couldn't do anything that he wanted.
"I can't do that."
"What?"
"The committee has just shut us down. Operations have been handed over to the CIA. There is no more IMF and I've been ordered to bring everyone in. Ethan..." I went on to apologize but he cut me off.
"I understand. We never had this conversation. I disappeared in London. You don't know where I am. Dead or Alive."
"This man you mentioned? Can you find him?" I asked.
"I won't stop until I do." He replied.
"This may very well be our last mission, Ethan. Make it count." I told him as I hung up.
I walked out of the elevator, seeing Hunley there waiting for me.
"Where is Hunt?" He asked.
"I don't know, I have no way of contacting him." I told him lying smoothly. I didn't listen to the next couple words of his babble, I was thinking about Kensi and what she was doing at this moment. Maybe she'd found something regarding her shooter, but then again who knows? I hadn't received any word from her about anything. All I could do was hope she and Ethan were going to be okay.