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Situations:
I walked into the office with Brandon, Robert, and Samuel, to find alarms flashing on the computers and people rushing around our office who didn't even belong there. I looked at the guys for a moment and then saw Stan standing on the balcony; I headed towards him knowing he would give me an explanation. The guys followed.
"Stan what the bloody hell is going on here?" I asked. I already knew though, from when Rachel had called me earlier. When she said the words I'm done everything made sense.
"It's Rachel, she's gone rogue" Stan said and my suspicions were confirmed. The guys on the other hand didn't take it as well as I did.
"Hell no! Rach wouldn't do that!" Brandon said angrily.
"She's not an idiot" Robert chimed in; Samuel nodded his agreement with Robert's words.
They all turned to look at me, waiting for me to join in, but I just looked at them sadly. "It's been sixteen years, she wanted justice" I said simply. They looked at me; their eyes narrowing and then understanding came over them.
"The Director wants you in the conference room" Stan said leading the way to the conference room that was beside the office that Rachel once used.
We walked in and found the Director, Franklin Andrews, sitting there, a grim look on his face. Stan went to sit on the other side of him while Brandon, Robert, Samuel, and I sat at the other end.
"Rachel Haven has just killed one of our oldest and most reliable agents in Prague," he said started, a picture of a man lying in a warehouse with a bullet in his head, coming up onto the screen. "His name was Michael Abernathy, he's been with this agency for the past thirty years, and he's completed some of the most dangerous operations out there and has come back alive. Agent Abernathy's body was found this morning by his informant that he was supposed to be meeting. We found security cameras and this is what we found" he said before a set of camera footage came up.
There was a brown haired woman and a gray haired man following Abernathy, a few minutes later, Abernathy went in the front door, and the brunette and gray haired man went down an alley. A few minutes later the gray haired man came out and leaned against a wall puffing on a cigarette, then minutes later the brunette came out and the couple headed back into the streets of Prague.
Two pictures came up, one of the brunette, one of the gray haired man. I knew the brunette was Rachel, even if she did change her hair color. Minutes later, two files came up, both CIA. One for Rachel and one for a man by the name of Mike Cunningham. At the bottom of Mike Cunningham's file there were the words that we had all seen before, at the bottom of our own files.
Rogue Agent: Exterminate Threat.
Now the same words were at the bottom of Rachel's file, once again.
We turned to the Director looking for answers, not about Rachel, but the man called Mike Cunningham.
"Mike Cunningham was a good agent; he was here when I was around. He worked with Rachel's father, and with Abernathy. Abernathy was Jeffrey Haven's original partner, but when he was called out for a mission, Cunningham took his place as Jeffery Haven's partner. Mike lost it after his wife was murdered in a drive-by shooting seventeen years ago, he went rogue, and he's stayed underground, until now. The Haven family has had a long past with Mike Cunningham, which is why he is with her now, why she's killed Abernathy is what we need to find out" Director Andrews said.
"What do you mean by we Director?" I asked not liking where this was going at all.
"You, Agent Wiles, along with Agent Briars, Agent Knight, and Agent Porter are being assigned to deal with Rachel Haven and Mike Cunningham" the Director said.
The world began to spin and I felt like the wind had been knocked out of me. I looked at Brandon, Robert, and Samuel, equal expressions of shock and horror on their faces along with mine. I turned to look at Stan hoping that this was some sick joke the Director was playing on us, but the grim look on his face only confirmed that what the Director wanted us to do was true.
"You want us to kill Rachel and Mike Cunningham, sir?" I asked stiffly. My blood was boiling. How could the Director of the CIA ask us to kill the woman we worked with? He didn't understand that our loyalty to Rachel ran deeper than our loyalty for the CIA ever would.
"That's exactly what I'm saying Agent Wiles" Director Andrews said. That's when all hell broke loose.
"No" I snarled. This was the first time I had ever disobeyed a director order, especially when it came from the man who was at the top of the food chain in the CIA like the Director.
"This isn't a debate Agent Wiles, this is an order, for you and for your team" the Director said, obviously not liking that I had refused.
"Do you understand what you're asking from us Director? You're asking us to kill the woman we've worked with, killed with, and hurt with. Do you understand that I've worked with Rachel for nearly fourteen years, and you expect me to put a bullet in her? That's not going to happen. Rachel Haven is like my little sister, and I would rather kill myself than to kill her" I said rising from my seat, my Scottish accent coming out like it always did when I got angry.
"Dustin's right, we can't do what you're asking Director" Samuel said quietly, Robert and Brandon chiming in with their agreements.
"This isn't a debate, you do this now. Or I'll expect your badges in the morning" Director Andrews said. I smiled at the threat, it was one I, and Rachel, and gotten before, and it didn't scare me, just like it didn't scare me back then.
That's when I knew, right there and then, that I had to make a decision.
I took a breath, walked out of the room and headed towards my desk. Grabbing my gun and my badge I headed back towards the conference room. I took the clip out of the gun and then slammed it down on the table in front of the Director with my badge.
"I can do better. I quit Director" I said before walking out the door and out of the office. I heard the Director and Stan calling back to me, but I didn't turn around. I stepped into the elevator and waited for the doors to close. Minutes later, Brandon, Robert, and Samuel got into the elevator with me.
I looked at them. "We can't let you have all the fun" Brandon said with a small smile.
I looked at them as the doors closed. "I never thought I'd leave the agency" I said quietly. I knew they were thinking the same thing.
Suddenly, Samuel turned to look at us. "It feels good to be free" he said, and then we all busted out laughing.
"You're right Samuel, it does. Now, let's go bring Rachel home" I said as we walked out the doors of the CIA Headquarters in Langley, Virginia. This time, we never looked back.
I can't believe they left! Okay, yes I can considering I wrote it, but what did you guys think? Are you shocked, surprised, mildly surprised, thought you saw it coming? Let me know. This story is coming much easier than I thought it would. I'm glad, unfortunately, I don't know how long this one will be, I'm pretty sure this one is going to be longer than the other two considering we're already on chapter five. Hope you liked it!
-Haleybug