Kensi POV

I walked into a graveyard. An odd place to meet, but oh it was Lane.. Ilsa was following closely behind me, I knew she was scared. Hell, I was too but I had to be confident in what I was doing act like nothing was wrong. That's the key to success. We walked up to a Range Rover and some men got out. One walked up to me expecting the flash drive in his hand. I placed it there without a fuss. He glanced over at Ilsa and I looked down at the ground, he held his hand out again. She placed a gun in his hand. He smiled and walked away from me. Solomon Lane was leaning up against a gravestone. Looking at us. He directed his words at mainly me but also Ilsa.

"All is forgiven."

"That isn't a ledger is it?" Ilsa spoke from behind me.

"You didn't take a look for yourself?" He asked both of us.

"Of course I did. But it was encrypted." She told him. I nudged her a little in order to get her to lessen up on what she told him.

"Then why would I lie to you?" He asked.

"So that she would lie to Ethan Hunt." I spoke, hoping to take some of the tension off her.

"But he wouldn't of stolen it if he knew what it was and you wouldn't have helped him.." He walked closer to us and she took a tiny step behind me.

"What is actually on that disk?" I asked him.

"I'll be honest with you when you start being honest with me." I smirked. Ilsa what the hell did you get us into. However, I had to play my part accordingly. I judged his movements more critically to find my best reaction.

"You and I we both know why you came back. Don't we?" He started. He took Ilsa from behind me and walked away a little bit just enough so that I could eavesdrop a little. Not much happened, she called him a terrorist and he disagreed telling her his methods were only to help the government. They walked back over to me.

"It's empty." One of his henchmen told us. Fuck, Attlee must've done something. Lane glared at me put took his anger out on Ilsa. He touched her face.

"I'm interested to see who you blame for what happens next." She moved her face away and stayed calm. He sat us down and told us the plan of what was to happen next.

We were at London terminal, walking through Ilsa still walking slightly behind me. I knew she desperately wanted out now, it was getting to be a little grueling for her. I saw Ethan before I saw anyone else. He appeared right in front of me. We stopped. We both turned around and saw Benji waving behind us in a red jacket. He stood out, that was who they were going to take. I looked to the side and near some red tiles I saw the man I had been avoiding for a while, William Brandt. It was the first time in a really long time I had seen him. He took off his sunglasses and we locked eyes. My heart started beating faster but I couldn't get caught up in this right now. I looked a little behind Ethan and saw Luther on the phone. We were surrounded. Ethan led us to sit down at a table we followed but I couldn't keep my eyes off of Brandt, I missed him more than I thought I did.

"I have to say, you sure can ride."Ethan said to both of us.

"Ethan." I was about to interrupt him.

"Both of you were just doing your jobs. That's all I'm gonna say about it." He looked at me mostly.

"Attlee said you would understand." Ilsa cut in.

"You're handler British Intelligence." Ethan put together. We both nodded.

"They didn't bring you in? Even after you gave him the disk." Ethan directed this to Ilsa.

"You knew perfectly well it was blank." She said. Ethan tilted his head. He really didn't know it was blank. I knew it wouldn't be blank, Benji would've made a exact copy.

"Was it in your possession the entire time?" Ethan asked her.

"Ilsa. You set it down on some newspapers." I whispered to her. She sighed and realized what I had realized.

"They don't care if you live or die. But you knew I was going to take it to him." She told both me and Ethan.

"I had hoped you would, I hoped it would be enough to get you out, so Kensi could finish your job and they'd let you go." Ethan explained to Ilsa. He was wearing a comms unit. I knew after he paused for a minute they were all talking amongst each other. I hated being on the outside. They were putting the pieces together.

"So I have a question. Who are you working for now?" Ethan asked.

"Lane." I answered clearly and soundly.

"Lane, Attlee, you're government, my government. It's all the same." Ilsa replied at the same time I did.

"We only believe we are fighting for the right side because that's what we choose to believe." She continued.

"So where does that leave us?" Ethan asked her.

"The way I see it, you have 3 choices."

"One, you hand Kensi, me and the disk over to the CIA. We're proof the Syndicate exists, and it becomes their problem. You're work is done. But you know they won't believe you and you'll all be tried for treason. Lane goes free." Ilsa said.

"Two, you let us walk away to an uncertain fate. You use the disk as bait to trap Lane. But some part of you suspects you've met your match. And being a gambler you'll probably end up handing Lane that disk whether you want that or not." I said.

"And option 3?" Ethan asked.

"Come away with me. Right now." WOAW. I was not expecting that from her.

"What about Lane?" Ethan asked.

"Forget about Lane. There will always be another Lane. There will always be people like us to face him. We've done our part and we've been cast aside. We can be anyone. We can do anything. It's only a matter of going." Ilsa said. Damn. That was awkward.

"Lane sent you a message to deliver, didn't he?" Ethan asked me.

"I've saved your life twice. I won't be able to do it again." Ilsa spoke.

"What's the message?" Ethan pressed. I took out a phone and slid it across the table. I knew what would happen next. I hated going against all of them. It destroyed the comm units in their ears, Ethan looked at the phone. Benji was gone. Ilsa grabbed the arm of my jacket. Ethan told Luther to watch us, but we quickly escaped. Gone, again.

Brandt POV

It was amazing to see her again. She hadn't changed much, the woman I loved was standing right in front of me with the enemy. I couldn't bear to break eye-contact with her. I missed her so much. I just stared at her while watching the conversation between her, Ilsa and Ethan took place. Then a disturbing noise was in my ears. What the hell?! Kensi… What the hell was she doing? BENJI.. BENJI WAS GONE.. Both Ethan and I ran to the parking garage after him because Ethan had seen the feed on the phone.

"They're gone. I lost them." Luther told us running up to us.

"They set us up."

"No. She delivered a message." Ethan told me. I refused to listen to him.

"SHE SET US UP. SHE KNEW THIS WOULD HAPPEN!" I yelled. I was having a hard time coming to terms with Kensi working for the bad guys.

"ONLY LANE KNOWS WHATS GOING TO HAPPEN."Ethan tried to reason. The phone in his hand rang.

"I accept." Ethan said and hung up.

"He wants the disk. Unlocked by midnight tonight." Ethan said I shook my head.

"There's only one person who can unlock that disk." Luther said.

"We have to take the prime minister." Ethan said.

"Let's just think about that for a minute." I tried to reason.

"It's the only way to get Benji back." He countered.

"Ethan. That's exactly what Lane wants you to do." I told him.

"Which is why it has to happen." He said. He walked towards me.

"This is how we meet Lane. This is how we make everything right. Can you see? Can't you see it?" He asked me. I thought he was going insane. I had to call Hunley. He could help us. I walked away from Ethan and outside to a payphone.

"I knew you would come to your senses Brandt."

"I'm only calling you because I have no other choice. I'm trying to prevent a catastrophe." I told him.

"Where are you?" He asked me

"London." I told him. I hated going against Ethan, but I knew it would turn out in the long run.

"Where in London?" He asked as I heard him rerouting the plane to London.

"I'll tell you when you land, not before." I answered keeping strong responses.

"I'm not interested in playing games Brandt." He told me

"And I'm not interested in seeing my friends getting killed either. So we are going to do this on my terms and my terms only. Is that understood? Keep your phone on instructions will follow." I told him and hung up. I walked back to the building where Luther and Ethan were hiding out.

"You okay?" Luther asked.

"We are supposed to take down the prime minister of Great Britain today. So…" I left off.

"Brandt. I don't see another way." Ethan said sincerely.

"Neither can I. But we do what we have to do for our friends." I told him and walked away.