Chapter 19 - destiny, go fuck yourself.

Maybe everything would be easier if I just did as they said.. Maybe if I just surrender…

*30 minutes later*

After the shower I got dressed and walked down the stairs and into the kitchen to find Bella, Nick, Zac, Charles, Sam and Frank sitting by the kitchen table.

" Morning sunshine! What do you want for breakfast`?" Charles asked, acting like normal.

" an aspirin, a glas of milk and a chocolate chipped cookie" I said and winked at him.

" coming right up!" He said with a laughter.

" No-uh ! I never get cookies for breakfast!" Bella said with a grumpy tone.

" you never clean your room either!"

" That is so unfair!" she complained LOUDLY.

" Have you eaten breakfast?" I asked.

" no.."

" well, do that first and then , if you eat well, you can have a cookie!" I said , proud of my raising.

"how come you don't have to eat first?" Bella said, refusing to give up. I turned to Zac and winked.

" because I make the rules" I said and giggled to myself. I could see Zac's smirk from the corner of my eye.

Charles came back with a big bowl of cookies. Just as I reached out to take one he hit me on my fingers,

"I didn't hear you ''asking nicely'' " he said and smiled devilishly at me.

" Be careful man, She can fight ya!" Sam said and chuckled

" and not so bad either " Zac agreed.

" so sorry your highness. " Charles said and bowed to me.

" well, I might forgive you if you would do something for me..." I said and smiled kindly. "Take care of Bella and Nick while I'm gone... I have fixed a nanny for them but you know how they can be.. also Liam is coming home..."

"Where will you be ?!" Charles asked shocked. I turned to Sam who had listened to my conversation.

" I give you full permission to take me where ever FBI wants... on one condition though."

" and that is?" Sam said, suspicous.

" I don't want to go to some FBI prison cell. And I want you to answer me if I have any questions!" I said, demanding !

"you know what ? You can't demand things like that, I might as well wait for my boss to call and he -" he said annoyed but Zac interrupted him.

" Oh Sam just give in for god sake! " he said. Sam looked over at Zac quickly and angry but then turned to me and nodded.

"Fine, I'm glad you made this decision. I'll make some calls and I think I can get us a safe house owned by FBI." he said. I forced a smile to him.

"Thank you, I'd appreciate it."

"Naw, look how good you two can communicate if you just put your minds to it " Zac said and laughed at his own joke. Both me and Sam turned to him and gave him a glare before walking out of the kitchen.

"Wow, they really don't like each other" Charles said and he cleaned the counter.

" nah, but they'll get around. After all they are going to live together" Zac said and smirked by the thought of it.

"Well Zac, I just want to tell you that I'm happy with how you threat her. If it wasn't for you I wouldn't be able to sleep at night. I trust her to be safe with you. Thank you!" Charles said

"Thank you, It's good to hear. I won't let anything happen, I give you my word."

"Good, and son, don't hurt her" he said and Zac knew exactly what he meant by that.

Upstairs I was laying on my bed just thinking about my father.

He had friends in FBI and contacts but he never gave the computer to them. Why ?

He had helpful information about assassins and murderers and the worlds most wanted people, but he still didn't give it to FBI? What use did he have for that information if he didn't ''gossip'' with it?

And the name Radovano Tsikalo was stuck in my head. Sam said that Radovano Tsikalo was the man who poisoned my father . Is he the man who's after me and those computers? How many enemies did my father have!?

Those computers... I had only entered my fathers room a few times and sure he had 3 computers in there but they looked like any other computer. When my father died his best friend cleaned out his office so I was never inside. Maybe that guy took them? Unfortunately I don't remember his name, all I know is that my father introduced him as his "best man". Should I tell FBI about that ? Should I mention a man cleaning the office before FBI got there?

Probably not. If my father or his best friend avoided the FBI and refused to give them information they must have had a reason, right? Until I know that reason I'll keep the information to myself, that's what my dad would have done!

All of a sudden I heard a knock on the door.

"come in " I yelled.

Zac opened the door, walked in and shut it after him.

"Hey " I said and smiled big.

"Hi. It won't take long for Sam to find a safe-house so I'd suggest you'd start packing some clothes because we will leave as soon as we can.."

"okay, I will. But can I ask you something ?"

"Anything" he said and walked up to my bed and laid down. I like how relaxed he has become around me.

" That safe-house. What is it like? And who will come with me?" I asked.

"well, it's a regular house that's owned by FBI. Sometimes agents stay there but usually it's just houses they rent out to people who needs to be hidden. They are outside the society but close enough for people not to get suspicious. And I think me, Sam and Frank will come. Maybe some more but at least us 3." He said while starring right up in the roof.

I smirked, climbed up on top of him and smirked.

"So not so much privacy then."

"not for you and me, if that's what you mean" he said and chukled.

"mhm" I said.

I sat astride him and stroke my hands across his chest and then leaned close to him to kiss his neck.

"Vanessa.. this is not what I meant by ''careful and discreet'' " he said but I could hear by the tone of his voice that he wasn't going to stop me

" I'm just playing, nothing serious" I whispered in his ear as I unbuttoned his shirt. I started to kiss him from the neck down to his chest and lower down on his stomach.

"Vanessa..." he said like a warning but he still didn't push me away, instead he placed his hands on my waist.

I ignored him and kissed my way up again. When I reached his neck again I kissed his neck before kissing him passionate. At first I could feel how he hesitated but then he gave in. He grabbed me with his right arm and rolled over so he was on top of me instead. He kissed me passionate as he ran his hands inside my shirt and I wrapped my legs around him. For a few minutes we just laid there making out heatedly but then Zac's ear set went on and we both heard Sam's voice.

"I have a location, where are you?" Sam asked. Zac pulled away and rolled of me. At first he just laid next to me , catching his breathe before talking into his bug.

"I'm on my way up to third floor to tell her to pack, over" He said , trying to sound natural.

"Good" he answered and then we didn't hear anything else.

"oh god." Zac said and he took a deep breathe.

"Sorry." I said but burst out in laughter.

Zac turned to me and laughed too. "You have to stop seducing me or they will catch us!" he said.

He kissed me on my forehead before standing up from the bed starting to button up his shirt.

" It's not like you were screaming no" I said in defense.

" have you seen yourself? How could I ever say no and sound like I mean it" He said and winked at me.

I blushed and stood up beside him.

" start packing and come down when you're ready. We have to leave as soon as possible"

"Okay " I said and nodded. He stepped closer to me and gave me a short kiss.

"Top discretion from now on, promise me that !" he said and I could see that he was serious this time. He really needed us to stop pushing boundaries around the others.

" I promise.." I said and smiled.

In that moment I just wanted to keep him in my room, kissing, making love, talking, laughing. I wanted to tell him about my father and his friends.. I wanted to tell him about me, and ask about him. How was his family . What was he like when he was younger? How did he grow up?

Oh shit, am I falling in love?

6 hours later

The sun had just disappeared behind the trees and the night was stepping closer. The road was getting darker and the seats were starting to be uncomfortable. We had been driving for 5 hours and according to Frank we wouldn't be at the house until midnight and thought it would be best to check in at a hotel. It would be better to approach the house in daylight so they could make sure the house was safe and empty.

Zac had been right. It was only Frank, Zac and Sam who had come along but FBI had placed guards around the area for extra safety. Frank was driving and Zac was reading the maps.

Sam was sitting in the passengers seats with me. Although I had seen how Zac had looked back at me too make sure I was okay. I fell asleep for a few hours but other than that I was fine. The car seat started to feel uncomfortable and the smell of McDonald's hamburgers had filled the car. I looked out the window and all I could see was trees. High green trees.

"Never been in the woods before" Sam asked, mocking my surprised face.

"To be completely honest I have never seen so many trees at the same place" I said and heard Frank laugh at my silliness.

"Then you should see where Zac grew up! That's a village with three houses around a lake surrounded by deep big forest" Frank said and laughed.

"hey ! It's only 20 minutes to the city" Zac chuckled , defending his hometown.

"Yes, and the so called city is what ? 2 restaurants and 6 shops?"

"now you're overreacting! They have built up the city now! You are just jealous because you live in the middle of New york ! How fun can that be? " Zac said and Frank laughed.

"well, we are here now! " frank said and pulled up the car at a driveway.

A big wooden house with 2 floors and cute small windows. The house was surrounded by tall trees. I didn't say a word. The house was huge and beautiful but it was impossible for me to say anything positive right now. I wanted to feel a feeling of home! no matter how great this house, it's still not home. Sam walked me in and ac and Frank started to unpack the car. Sam opened the door and let me walk in. I stepped right into a huge living room with simple furniture's, a huge TV with many movies, tons of TV games and around the TV there were extremely many shelves with books. In other words, a house full of stuff to keep me busy. How long do they think I'm going to be here?

"On this floor we have a livingroom, kitchen, a small bathroom and 2 bedrooms. Upstairs there is 2 more bedrooms and a big bathroom. So I was thinking that you take one bedroom upstairs and me, Zac and frank will share the other 3. How does that sound?" Sam suggested as he threw the house keys at the livingroom table.

"What do you think? This looks pretty good" Zac said as he just entered the house. He looked around and smiled at me, trying to make me see it positively.

" I feel trapped" I said and that was all I was able to get out in words. Frank had now also entered the house and rolled his eyes at me.

"It's not roomy enough for you, Miss sunshine?" Frank said roughly.

" Frank!" Zac said, glaring at him.

"What ?! She should be thankful that she's alive, not wishing for a fancier house!"

"Excuse me? I like the house, the house is fine! What I don't like is the fact that my life is threatened so I'm so fucking sorry if you feel like I don't thank FBI enough! It's just not priority when you feel like you could die any second!"

"Vanessa.." Zac said and took a few steps towards me but then remembered we weren't alone. He stopped in his tracks and looked at me with those sad pity eyes.

"I don't want any pity so it's fine if you speak your mind, Frank. But for everybody's sake you should think about in what way you say stuff. You can say things nicer and spare hurt feelings.." I said, sighed and turned to the door"

"Sorry, you can't be outside.." Sam said, careful as if he rather not say anything at all.

"what?"

"You can't be outside, at least not the closest couple of days.." he tried to explain.

"okay... so we are just going to be here day after day inside reading books and watching TV ? Is this some witness protection program shit ? " I asked, desperate for answers.

"sort of.. except that you're not a witness of a crime.."

"Right, I'm just Medinas daughter, that's bad enough... Unless anyone has a problem with it I'm going to go up to my room and be alone." No one answered so I turned around and walked up the stairs.

I chose the bedroom on the end of the hall, walked in and shut the door. It was a small but cute bedroom. The bed was either a very small double bed or a huge single bed. The room was painted blue and had a small window with flower curtains. I sat down on the bed and just stared right through the window like a zombie. I had to do something , I can't just sit here. I walked out in the hall and stepped into the bathroom. The water took about 5 minutes to get warm but eventually I could step into the shower. Downstairs the mood wasn't happier.

" You can at least try to be nicer, this is hard on her!" Zac defended Vanessa.

"Well, I'm sorry but this is not easy on us either! We don't know what's going on! First we protect a family and then we all of a sudden protects some woman who's involved with fired agents and highly dangerous criminals! And do we get any explanation or status update? No!" Frank said , letting his anger take the best of him.

"That's enough!" Sam said and stood up from the couch he was sitting on peacefully before. "Yea, this is all confusing and no we don't have all the answers but if you keep loosing it like this I'm going to have to report you! You are loosing focus, we are not suppose to know all the answers! Our mission right now is strictly to keep this woman alive, not to find out about what kinds of business her father was in. You have to remember that Vanessa didn't do anything , this was all her fathers fault! She's just as innocent as any other civilian."

They all went quiet. Zac agreed with Sam. All he wanted was to keep her alive. Frank on the other hand didn't like Sam's words at all, he just rolled his eyes and turned to the door.

" whatever , I'll go and buy some food for tomorrow" he said and smashed the door

Zac sat down on the couch again and sighed.

" tired?" Sam asked , choosing his words carefully not to make him any more upset.

" Yeah.. Frank isn't completely wrong. We've been with her for almost 2 months now and we still don't know who's after her and why. All we know is that she had a father who was an agent and a criminal and someone in this world found out. This case seems impossible!" He said and sighed even more. " I'm not saying that I'm about to give up or that I want to leave this mission but I signed up for this to be an agent! Not a bodyguard.. and here I am, stuck."

"You're not stuck. Trust me, you will be an agent. When this is over I'm going to demand you to my team" Sam said and hoped that would cheer him up. But it didn't.

" that's the thing , Sam. Will this ever be over? How will we find these guys before they find her. If they find her I don't know how I could go on knowing it was my responsibility. And if we find them... How can I just leave?"

Zac didn't need to explain, Sam understood. How could Zac live with himself if Vanessa died. But how could he live with himself if she survived to see him leave.

" I'm not gonna say 'I told you so' but this is what I meant. You're in too deep."

Zac nodded. He should have seen this from the start! He should have been stronger! He should have stopped her. But it's better now than never. Zac stood up from the couch .

"Where are you going?"

"I'm telling her. I'm ending a mistake." He said and even though it hurt to say it he knew it had to be done...…