She bit her lip, sighing as she stared at the blank computer screen.
Recently she had spoken to Tim, and something he said was... off to her. She didn't know what but she was in the dark about something; she was certain of that much.
His lips touched the tip of her ear, while his arms were around her in a protective embrace.
"Don't worry, nothing will go wrong. They'll never suspect a thing." His rich, deep, seductive voice had done wonders in calming her down. She sighed, nodding, and then rested her head on his broad chest, her arms scrunched up against him.
"Right." She said to him, relaxed in his arms. Silence ensued between them as he slowly and softly rocked her back and forth in his arms, soothing her immensely. She had been worried about her latest plan for them to steal a high tech laser cannon that would play a part in Tim's newest invention. What if WOOHP found out? What if they saw her? What if they put two-and-two together?
"Nothing will go wrong."
No, of course not. With the two of them working together, nothing could go wrong. They had outsmarted WOOHP before, why couldn't they do it again?
"We're a team, right?" They were, and a good one at that. She knew the answer but she had asked anyway, wanting to hear his rich, soothing voice in order to calm her nerves.
"Of course."
Her eyebrows were furrowed, her eyes narrowed, all at that one statement. Something was off, something about his voice that emitted doubt and confusion in her.
Why did he sound like he wasn't telling the truth?
No... no of course not. That was absurd. What would Tim have to hide from her now? Nothing.
... Yea...
Nothing.
So why was she doubting herself so much?
Could it be... her instincts were telling her that this man... the only one she was allowed to trust, the only one she could talk to honestly, was... lying?
No... them being a team? They were a team, that was the complete truth. There wasn't any way Tim could be lying about that. No way whatsoever.
... Right.
And here she was, the doubt still fresh in her mind.
There was no way he could be deceiving her. She'll admit, he usually did know everything, even more than she did...
Complimenting him is not helping the situation.
She'll just have to keep a sharp eye on him. He might be the only one she could trust, but that didn't mean she would trust him completely.
Although I'm close to doing so.
Wait, what? No! What was she thinking!? He was blackmailing her, that was the only reason she was going through with all of this.
Yes. That was the only reason...
...
...
...
I'm pathetic.
She couldn't be falling for him could she? No... of course not. There were other reasons people trusted others.
Although I don't think we have another explanation.
No! They were just... hormones. Yes, hormones! Of course!
...
I'm lying to myself now too?
Her shoulders slumped as she fell back on her chair.
What had she come to? Here she was, falling in love with the enemy who had blackmailed her into doing whatever he wanted her to do?
How did this happen?
"Feeling doubts?"
She sat up, startled at hearing his voice. She tentively touched her ear, and only when she felt the communicator in her ear did she relax again.
"No, I'm fine." She whispered back, sighing.
He chuckled. "You're lying."
She smirked. "Oh yea? Prove it."
"I don't have to. Your voice tells me everything."
Her smirk turned into a frown, resulting in her staying silent.
"What's wrong Sam?"
"... Nothing. I'll be fine, really."
He sighed. "Sam. I know everything about you, from your words, your actions, your voice, your touch, your eyes... tell me what's wrong before I force it out of you."
She stayed silent again, biting her lip once more.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. You know better than to make me come over there Sam."
"Who are you, my dad?" She asked sarcastically, standing up and stretching while walking over to her window that was the size of her wall.
He chuckled. "No, even better."
She gasped when her window broke open from the outside, revealing a slightly angry Tim Scam through the curtains. He stepped inside the room, keeping his eyes locked on hers, while taking the communicator out of his ears and crushing it in his hands. He walked over to her, placing his hands around her waist tightly before pulling her to him.
"I'm Tim Scam."
His lips crashed onto hers.
One Hour Later:
She had a rough landing as she fell on the couch inside Jerry's office, glaring at Jerry while she sat there trying to calm her nerves.
As soothing as Scam's voice was, there were times where he had her squirming on the inside.
"You listen to me only."
"Sam, I've called you here for an important mission. This is a solo-mission, and you are the only one perfect enough to do it. Are you up for it?"
Sam inwardly shook her head, trying to push back all thoughts of Tim and trying to focus on Jerry and the mission.
"Of course."
"Good... Now Tim Scam has been seen on an island where a top-secret military operation is taking place."
Wait, I didn't plan anything.
"I'm the only one you can trust, the only person who knows the real you. It's not a good idea to make me mad."
He kissed her again.
We didn't plan anything!
"I want you to go investigate. It's easier for a single person to hide quickly and effectively than a trio would be able to. G.L.A.D.I.S., please give Sam her weapons."
Her fingernails dug onto the skin of his back as his mouth attacked her collarbone with kisses.
G.L.A.D.I.S. gave her a variety of weapons, and Sam was so stuck in her thinking, that she hadn't realized that G.L.A.D.I.S. had placed a small chip on her.
He wouldn't be on an island. He was with me an hour ago.
He pushed her body against a wall, kissing her again before ripping off the top of her shirt to gain more access to the rest of her body.
"Ok--!"
Jerry pushed a button, making the floor beneath her open up and making Sam fall through.
"G.L.A.D.I.S.", Jerry asked, after he was sure Sam was out of hearing range. "Is the island rigged with the fake Scam in place?"
"Yes Jerry."
Jerry nodded. "Good. If she's able to capture the fake Scam, then my suspicions of her will increase... if she can capture a fake one, why can't she come close to capturing the real one? The small video camera also helps. We will see and hear everything she hears."
I'm sorry to doubt you Sam, but I will get to the bottom of this.
No matter what it takes, no matter what the outcome.
Jerry should really learn to mind his own business.
Ok there would be more but I'm cold and cold and sleepy and cold.
And cold.
Please review! Sorry for the long wait.
Love,
Ivy