Four months had passed since she had walked out of that doorway and whilst every day she regretted it, she knew the only way she could return to it was to kill Matthew. She had spent the first two months getting a crash course in agent operation, filling her with as much information as possible. By the time she was done she had broken a couple of records for trainees and Director Vance had been told that she should be an agent given her amount of skill. After that she began to investigate her own company, which she should have been running. Stepping into the building she walked over to the receptionist.
"Hi, I'm looking for the owner's office," she said and the receptionist looked up at her.
"Do you have an appointment?" Alena shook her head.
"No," said Alena.
"Well I am afraid you need to make one and besides the owner is currently out dealing with business and should be back in half an hour, at which point he has a previous engagement. I am sorry," Alena smiled at her.
"Do you know who started this company?" the woman nodded.
"Yes. Unfortunately he met an untimely end and so did his family," the woman continued to look at her.
"What of the daughter?" the woman shrugged.
"I presumed she died with them. If you will excuse me," she said. Alena tossed something over the desk. It was her driver's license, with her real last name. "Is this real?" she said.
"Alena Romanskov at your service. Now my office please," the woman quickly stood and showed her to the office before leaving. She moved towards the desk, looking at the few things on it. There was a pad of paper and pen along with two photos. One was of Matthew's son Sean and the other was the photo he had given her. She sat down in the chair and turned around, facing away from the door. Breathing deeply she calmed herself before reaching into the back of her pants and drawing out her gun. Holding one hand on the base she placed a single finger on the trigger. She sat facing the wall, pulling a small picture from her pocket. Callen smiled back at her from the picture and she smiled. "I'll be back soon," she said quietly.
"I hope you are saying that to my son," she heard a voice say. "I see you finally found out the truth," she put the photo away.
"Do you understand what you have done to me?" she said her voice shaking.
"Oh please, I did you a favor. Imagine if you had grown up with your parents around. You would have been raised to take over the company and not given the choice. I gave you freedom," she could hear his footsteps.
"You took it from me. You talk of freedom yet it was you who kidnapped me," he laughed.
"You came willingly as you will now," she scowled. "Either that or Mr Callen," he never got to finish. She turned and shot a bullet straight through his right leg, then his left. "You gave in. I thought you were stronger, but no. You are just like me," he laughed as she walked over to him.
"You are wrong. I am nothing like you. Because this shot is not for me," she moved her gun until it pointed straight at his forehead.
"For who then?" said Matthew. A single shot rang out. She pulled out a phone and dialed in a number.
"It's done."
So that is it. Thank you to everyone who has stuck by this story. I have an idea for a sequel which will see them back together, do not worry. If you want me to write it just say so and I am more than happy to!