here's chapter one c: hope everyone enjoys it~ I definitely am enjoying writing this. I am trying to write a chapter a day. Wish me luck!
Chapter 1
Mission in Moscow
Placing her small hand on the holster of her gun, the young woman's faded blue eyes glanced over the scene. She was standing in an empty hallway as she watched. The young woman, only in her early twenties, pulled out her cell and recorded the scene with her camera.
As the conversation in the room continued, the young woman paid close attention to the things going on around her. She did not want to get caught. Nope, that would be very bad for her. She would prefer to have this not turn into a gunfight, 'Almost finished'
Thoughts raced through her mind as she continued to record the men talking to each other in Russian. She was waiting for the phrase that would make all this sneaking about worth it. Hearing a noise towards the entrance of the hallway, the woman's head snapped
towards it. As her short light blond hair fluttered from the movement, she watched the entrance closely, 'Come on hurry up and say it'
She slightly squeezed her phone as she waited for the phrase. Hearing the phrase finally being said, the blond didn't wait around to see who was coming down the hallway. She moved quickly and quietly towards the window to the fire escape, "HEY! YOU! Stop!"
She could hear a man shout at her in Russian; however, the young blond ignored the shouts as she made it to the window and the fire escape. Quickly hopping down, she ran towards the motorcycle that was hidden. She ripped off the covering from the bike and hopped on. As she put the helmet on and started the bike, she could hear the men shouting behind her.
Without looking back, the woman sped off from the alleyway and towards the streets, "That was close."
She gave a sigh of relief knowing her mission had been a success. As she drove down the busy streets of Moscow, she made her way towards the meeting point. She occasionally glanced at her mirror to make sure no one was following her, and so far it seemed things were ok. She gave a soft smile as she drove through the traffic of Moscow.
'6 months...feels shorter than that'
As the moon rose higher into the night sky, the blond parked her bike at the corner of the street in front of the meeting point. Pulling the helmet off, she removed the memory card from her phone, "There we go"
'Might as well check my messages'
As she glanced through her message box, her brow rose seeing a call from a familiar friend. She smiled brightly as she dialed her number in and listened to the phone ring, "Hello Claire? Its me!"
"Sherry! oh! I was worried when you didn't call me back."
The young blond, Sherry, just smiled and gave a faint nod, "I am sorry about that. I was in the middle of a mission. But don't worry, I am doing alright Claire."
"I am really happy to hear that Sherry."
Sherry glanced towards the building seeing her contact, "I have to go, but I wanted to let you know everything was alright."
"Alright, I'll talk to you later ok?"
Sherry gave a faint nod, "Alright, and I'll make sure not to call you when you're sleeping"
The two women on the phone both gave a small laugh. Giving another nod, Sherry closed her phone. She did miss Claire, but Sherry knew for a fact the two would see one another soon. Afterall, Claire was one of Sherry's closest friends. The woman did save Sherry many times when she was a child.
A faint smile was on her face as she got off the bike and headed towards the store. She knocked on the door and an old man answered it. Pulling out her ID, she showed it to him, and he nodded letting her in, "Good Agent Birkin, your mission was a success I take it?"
It was her superior standing against the wall. Listening to him, Sherry nodded, "Yes Sir, I have the evidence."
She gave him the memory card with the information on it, "Everything that is needed will be there."
Her superior nodded and placed the card into a case, "Alright. Agent Birkin tomorrow morning you will be-"
"sir," Sherry interrupted him. She watched his brow raise, "Is it possible that I can stay in Moscow a little longer?"
She was expecting him to ask why, but her supieror did in fact already know the reason behind her words. He thought for a moment and spoke, "Your flight to Washington will depart Sunday at noon."
She nodded giving a small smile, "Yes Sir. Have a safe flight"
Giving a salute to her superior, Sherryturned towards the doorway. The woman couldn't hide her excitement. Why was she so excited? Well it had to do with a particular someone she hasn't seen in months.
Pulling out her cell, Sherry quickly text a message to a certain someone.
Jake, I completed my job in Moscow,
Sherry.
Yes, Jake Mullen was in Russia. She knew for a fact he wasn't too far away from Moscow. Sherry had been keeping tabs on him the past few months. Its not like she was worried or anything; however, Sherry did miss her good friend. Afterall, they had been through so much together. Jake was one of Sherry's good friends. Though, Sherry wouldn't tell him that. He would think she was stalking him or something.
She laughed a little bit as her throughts raced. Not paying attention, Sherry swurved the bike away from a pedestrian, "Sorry!"
She turned a bit red at the fact she almost ran someone over, 'Come on Sherry, pay attention.'
Feeling her pocket vibrate, Sherry waited till she was at a stop light before answering. She quickly pulled the phone out and looked at the screen.
I'm not too far from Moscow.
Maybe I'll drop by and see you Super Girl
Jake
Giving a bright smile from reading it, Sherry shoved her phone back into her pocket. It was hard for her to hold her excitement. Though Jake was a pain sometimes, he was a good guy. He had looked out for her, protected her, comforted her, and he had done so much.
Feeling her heart skip for a moment, Sherry shook her head slightly putting the feeling away. They were just friends.
Pulling her bike over, Sherry hopped off and headed towards the hotel building. She pulled out her cell texting a response.
Really? That would be great. It would be nice to see you again.
It feels like forever since we've spoken to each other.
I'll be in Moscow for the rest of the week.
Sherry
Hitting send, she entered the building and towards the stairs. It had been a long day, and she definitely needed some rest. As she walked up the stairs, she glanced over at her phone again and wondered if he would text back. Probably not, it was rather late. Exiting the stairway, she walked down the hall and entered her hotel room.
Placing the bike keys on the dresser, Sherry began to shed her heavy layer of clothing off. She sighed softly as she placed the clothes on a chair. Taking a seat on the bed, Sherry rested her head down, "hm...wonder if he likes coffee."