I woke up in the morning to a banging on the door and it opening and slamming. I was still groggy but opened my eyes,
"Oh, didn't know you guys ran operations like this…" I heard the arrogant son of a bitch say. It immediately re-spurred my anger.
"It's none of your business." I spit out sitting straight up causing Ethan to wake up. I got up out of bed immediately to push Walker out of the room.
"Sorry, geez, just thought you should know it's time to go." Walker said to us casually. He was already awake and ready to go. It was slightly suspicious but I let it slide for now.
"Guys. Calm down. Let's just steal the criminal we captured a year ago." He said as he swung his legs over the bed and rubbed his face, the stress was eating him alive. I stomped off into the bathroom to get dressed into my underclothes grabbing my dress as I left. I walked out and straight to the wardrobe trying to find something to wear that wasn't a tight dress. The guys were ogling me with their eyes, I smirked a little as I made my way to the dresser. I didn't find anything that I thought would work for this operation. We were abruptly met with a knock on the door the boys looked to it and Walker opened the door a smidge. He said a couple hushed words and within seconds there were clothes in his hand for all of us. I listened but couldn't catch anything, I casually put my dress down on the bed.
"Suit up." He said throwing the outfits to both Ethan and I. I got dressed quickly. The clothes weren't anything fancy. Some black jeans, t-shirt, and a bulletproof vest and regular shoes; THANK GOD! After I got dressed I walked over the side table and grabbed my phone off of it, what I saw confused and irritated me. I stuffed it into my pocket and threw my hair in a pony tail. Ethan noticed the aggressive move and gave me a look, I just shook my head. Once all of us were dressed we looked at each other and nodded. I grabbed my dress as the silenced mood fell over us and we walked towards the door ready to embark on the mission to steal the asset.
As we walked out we were immediately ushered towards the mover vans we would be using to get from point A to B.
"She will not fit. She will have to go in the other van." Alanna's henchman told me. I stood there biting my tongue.
"No, we'll make due. We're all together or we don't go at all." Ethan spoke up in his authoritative voice. The henchman nodded and let us get into the van. I crouched between Ethan and Walker as we drove off to our first destination. Okay mission time.
Lane was being transported by helicopter. We were the ones on the ground to be there when he was moved from air to ground. Ethan drove us into the alleyway where we wouldn't be since by the prison transport guys. I was squished between them crouching down as there was no middle seat. Both Walker and Ethan took a look in the back where the gunmen for Alanna's version of the kidnap were sitting. We had devised an entirely new plan to take her role almost completely out of it. Ethan got out of the van and stuck a camera on the pillar. He stood there for a moment contemplating probably if we were actually going to be able to pull this off.
"Hey, what happened between you two?" Walker asked me.
"Honestly, Walker nothing." I looked over to him, he actually looked attractive in his gray shirt bulletproof vest on top.
"Okay." He answered and went back to looking at Ethan.
"It's just he trained me, he knows me well. I needed to take out my anger on something. So we sparred. That's all." I told him omitting the part where Ethan held me and put my broken pieces back together. My phone chimed out in my pocket. I took it out looked at it quickly, it was Ilsa. What the hell. I ignored it and kept my mind on the task at hand as Ethan re-entered the van. After a bout of silence Walker started asking questions about Lane.
"Is it true Lane gassed a village of 2000 people?" Ethan squirmed in his seat.
"Yes." He muttered after some thinking.
"Is it true he brought down an entire passenger plane just to kill one man?" Walker sure did have a lot of questions and a lot of information that wasn't available to most people.
"Yes." I told him as I was ready to get this mission over with. I wanted him to stop talking.
"Is it true that he..." he started talking again, I rolled my eyes.
"Walker, whatever you heard. If it makes your skin crawl, it's probably true." Ethan cut him off telling him the logistics.
"Holy shit! You're the guy that caught him, aren't you? How long do you think he's gonna keep that to himself?" Walker asked us. I looked to Ethan, seriously how long would Lane keep vital information like that to himself.
"We'll burn that bridge when we get to it." Ethan answered.
"Lark…" I started needing to tell him something immediately, hoping the cover would still be in tact with the guys in the back.
"Joe, look they're coming." I nodded getting ready, abandoning my thought and placing it on the shelf for now. Ethan started the van once they were passing us, to get to the armored truck I braced myself against the dash as Ethan floored it towards the truck, we hit it perfectly and it went over the edge of the road and into the water. Ethan threw the van into reverse and back into the alley. As expected we took a couple bullets from the cops, but they didn't do much to the windshield. We backed up and hit through the metal grates that were boarding up the road to get to the alley. Ethan hit some cars getting the van straightened out and on the road. As he did this the guys in the back were more than likely falling around, Ethan smiled as he saw them falling out of the van. He drove like a maniac through the streets of Paris, avoiding being caught by the cops would be a miracle I thought to myself.
"WATCH IT HUNT!" I yelled at him as he almost ran over some people. Meanwhile, while this was going on, Luther had a great chance extracting Lane to a different location. We had a scuba diver out to get him from the truck we plowed into the river. We drove through a narrow alleyway until we got the van stuck. Ethan and Walker kicked out the wind shield and we made our escape. The motor cycles were waiting for us, I smiled as I got on. Starting it immediately I smiled as the engine purred. Quickly, I sped after Walker who was already gone.
"Hunt, where are you?" He asked as I looked behind me and didn't see Ethan.
"Oh shit, Ethan I'm on my way back." I told him as I made a deep U-turn.
"Don't wait for me! I'll meet you at the garage." He told us through our earpieces.
"Ethan… I'm on my way already." I said to him. I sped my way back into the alley way as Ethan flew past me, I made another deep U-turn not even wanting to know who would be after us. I caught up to Ethan as the people behind us were shooting I dodged as best I could but ended up with one in the arm. Ah fuck not again. At least this one wouldn't put me out of work.
"Benji, do you copy?! Ethan yelled over the wind that we were speeding through.
"We copy. Go." He said.
"Change of plans, Kensi and I are blown. Need extraction!" He told him.
"We're on our way!" Benji replied.
"Ethan, where the fuck are we going?" I yelled at him as he sped over the St. Louis Bridge. We drove through the traffic taking an immediate right. I started swearing to avoid the cars coming towards us head on. Weaving my best through them as Ethan did the same In front of me.
"SHIT!" I yelled as I saw the cop cars. But Ethan just sped up and took a slight right leading us into a parking garage. Just as soon as we were in there we popped back up into the daylight. I followed him blindly through the cars. We had very close and almost fatal hits. I heard the sirens getting closer behind us. We were driving by some monument and took a left. Slowly, picking off the cops following us. We got to a round-a-bout where everywhere I looked there were cops surrounding us, we were done. Ethan revved his engine, I did the same mimicking his movements then he shot off in a direction, I followed. Ethan sped up and looked back at me.
"ETHAN! WATCH OUT!" I yelled but as he started braking a car in front of him hit him, throwing him from his bike. I quickly raced up to him on reaching a hand out for him.
"Get on, get on!" I yelled to him. He grabbed it and swung himself on holding me to keep steady. I sped towards our escape. I quickly shut the bike off and supported Ethan to the manhole where we jumped in and down the hole to a waiting Benji and Luther. I caught my breath as we drove in silence, I looked down and saw a bag headed Soloman Lane I smiled, safe and sound. Benji threw Ethan a rope to dock us to the almost sidewalk I wasn't sure how to describe it. We walked up the stairs to see a waiting Walker. No words were spoken I waited as Benji and Walker opened the doors to our little garage where we had stashed a car for our getaway. I was met with a cop looking at her phone. She looked at us, she would've seen Luther about to push Lane into the car. A hurt limping Ethan ready to get into the car and the two men opening the doors. Benji looked at Ethan who looked at me. I moved forwards with Ethan keeping in his shadow.
"STOP! Stay where you are!" The girl yelled we could all understand her but I acted as a translator. She pulled a gun on us.
"Get in the car." Ethan told us.
"Nobody move! Show me your hands!" I told the group what she was saying.
"Go away, please." I told her in French.
"Show me your hands!" I told everyone again.
"Don't worry, please. Go away, please. Go away, please." Ethan spoke up this time. Before she could think she was shot, I felt bad for her but quickly brushed it away as our other 'team' came forward.
"Alanna wants a word with you." The man said to us. He wasn't a specialized agent so he wouldn't shoot that well.
"What do we do with her?" One of the other men with the stranger asked.
"Kill her." The man who spoke to us said. I looked at Ethan and saw the look on his face as the man walked up to the girl they shot. I knew him maybe better than I knew anyone. I quickly pulled my gun at the same time Ethan did. I shot two he shot the other two. It was over as abruptly as it started.
"You will be fine. You will be fine. I am so sorry." Ethan pleaded with the girl getting her to stop her bleeding with her own hand, I jogged back to the car.
"We gotta go!" Benji told us all.
"Come on!" He said as the guys all squished into the car, we threw Lane in the trunk I was in the front seat with Ethan.
"The name's Walker by the way." I heard Walker tell them.
"Was the little car your idea?" Benji asked him annoyed. He was in the middle. We drove by some cops and were on our merry way.
"Benji, hush, at least we didn't put you in the trunk." I told him. Suddenly, I felt a huge pain in my ribs most likely at least bruising them, worst case cracking one of them. I yelled in pain.
"Jesus Christ!" Benji yelled out to us. I wasn't worried about anything now except getting this vest off. It stopped the bullet with its plates, thankfully. Ethan quickly pulled underneath a bridge.
"What the hell was that?!" Benji asked again.
"Everybody, out!" Ethan said to us. You didn't have to ask me twice. I undid my seat belt and opened the door falling onto the ground beneath me. Luther, Benji and Walker helped me up. Ethan sped off with Lane in his trunk.
"You okay to walk?" Walker asked me. I nodded leaning to my good side in pain. He went to grab my upper arm and I yelled out again.
"What the hell? When were you shot here?" He asked me.
"Motorcycle ride." I told him briefly.
"Alright, Benji would you be so kind." Walker asked as he lifted my arm around his neck to support me. Benji doing the same with the other.
"Alright kids, come on." Luther told us taking the lead to our new location. I took off my bullet proof vest and shirt and laid down on the wooden pallets trying to fix my breathing. Walker walked over to the car as Ethan pulled into our little makeshift interrogation room. Walker grabbed him out of the car's trunk, pulling the bag off of his head.
"Ohh… Look who's still alive." Benji greeted Lane. Ethan immediately walked over to me. I was tired and really didn't want to have a lecture at this moment. To my surprise and the others he walked up and kissed me quickly, then my forehead.
"You okay?" He asked looking over my body. Seeing my rib it was bruised badly. He looked at my arm with the through and through wound. He sighed heavily.
"Kensi…" He started.
"No, no it's okay. It's my fault." I told him immediately.
"It's good to see you again Ethan, Kensi." Lane commented.
"Shut up." We both told him at the same time, I looked at Ethan and laughed a when the pain shot through my chest.
"There's a microwave tracker in his neck." Luther told him holding up a timer.
"Got it. You know what to do." Ethan said as he grabbed the thing from Luther.
"Let me just assure you this won't hurt... enough." Benji told the man we stole from the police. I sat up. He stuck some morphine into his neck and stepped away.
"90 seconds. You and the Apostles think we're gonna trade you for the missing plutonium. I'm here to tell you that's never gonna happen." Ethan told him demandingly.
"Your mission, should you choose to accept it... I wonder, Ethan, did you ever choose not to? Did you ever stop and ask yourself who's giving you the orders or why? When everyday the master you serve is one step closer to ending the world." I looked down at the ground. We knew who they were coming from, the president or our secretary.
"Strange accusation coming from a terrorist." Luther pipped up near Lanes neck trying to extract the chip the authorities had put in him.
"60 seconds." Ethan informed him.
"Terrorists are schoolboys, desperate for attention. Hoping to shape public opinion through fear. I don't care in the least what people think or feel. In my experience they don't do either for very long." Lane continued on his monologue.
"I suppose that justifies bombing factories or bringing down civilian aircraft. Or strapping me into explosive vest!" Benji brought up the instance from a year ago. Lane chuckled.
"Consider it unfinished business, my funny little friend." Lane threatened him. I stood up and walked toward him ignoring the pain in my body.
"Luther?" Ethan asked. The sirens were getting closer to us. They knew where Lane was.
"Kensi, sit." He told me in one breath I stopped in my tracks.
"Almost there." Luther answered.
"You see the end as clearly as I do, Ethan. Governments the world over are descending into madness. The Syndicate was created to tear them down. Brick by brick."
"The Syndicate was a pack of murdering cowards!" Benji spoke up again. I started walking towards Lane again until I was next to Ethan. Face to face with the devil himself.
"The Syndicate was civilizations last hope! A chance to smash the old world order. That hope is gone now because of you and your pathetic morality. You should have killed me, Kensi. The end you always feared, it's coming. It's coming, Ethan. And her blood will be on your hands. The fallout. For all your good intentions." Lane spoke.
"Time!" Ethan told us.
"Got it!" Luther took the chip out of his neck and put it into a drone.
"Where's Will?!" I shouted at Lane. He just smirked. A tear reached my cheek I quickly wiped it away and looked over to Ethan to see him looking at me, slightly confused and slightly aware of what I was talking about. The sirens started fading away. I turned away from Lane.
"Get him up!" Ethan spoke after a second of silence. Walker lifted him out of the chair by his straight jacket.
"You're mine now!" Ethan spoke before Walker pulled him off into a different direction.
"You got any gauze on you Luther?" I heard Ethan ask.
"Yeah, one second." I felt the whole world crashing down on me yet again. His words reached a part of me that I just knew something was wrong, Brandt was in trouble and I was the only one who could find him.
"Kensi?" I heard Ethan ask as he started wrapping my arm. I was lost in my thoughts of anxiety, whirling around me like a tornado.
"Kens, you okay?" His words were far away and Ethan's features were blurring out. I lost the strength in my legs and collapsed into him.
"Luther! Help." Ethan called out to him. I felt arms around my back and Ethan trying to wake me up. But I collapsed into the darkness around me.