Grant's POV
It all happened so fast. The threat. The gunshots. Now Michael and Ms Goode, both lie dead in front of me. And Cammie is in a shock with arms wrapped around her knees. Meanwhile CIA arrested the remaining Circle of Cavan agents. I worked my way up to Zach. "I'm really sorry about your mom."
He stole a glance at Cammie who was staggering towards him under Rachel's grip. His attitude changed when he said "Don't be, you just beat me to it."
Liz was the first one to go to Cammie and give her a bone crushing hug. "Cammie, thank God you're okay!"
"It's fine, Yeah, I'm okay." She said; more like she was trying to convince herself. "Why did you apologize?"
"I should have known better than to trust Michael. Putting in danger like that. I mean, using you as bait even though they were outnumbered."
"You didn't know but you know it's not like he was the most trustworthy person in the world." Jonas accused. "You should know that Grant."
"Anyway, it doesn't matter because you," Macey points at me "you took down the Circle of Cavan. Cammie is safe now."
"Safe and sound." I wrap my arm around Bex's shoulder.
He is right. She is right. They are both right. But I didn't do it all by myself. Jezebel helped me, the non-existent Townsend and the rest of the agents, whose name weren't important enough to remember. Behind our group of friends Jezebel signals me that it is time to go.
"I have some stuff to do. I'll be back. Tonight."
I slap Zach's hand and ruffle Cammie's hair. "I'll harass you're boyfriend later, sis." At that he quickly asks Cammie what I mean by 'sis'. I started to walk away until Bex tugged my hand.
"You're leaving, again." Bex whispers.
"I know… but-" I felt guilty about leaving her, again.
"You'll be back." She finished for me. A tear rolled down her cheek.
"Yeah, but I promise you, I swear that I'll be back. I will be back before sundown. Alright?" I reassure her 'cause the last thing I want to do is see her cry. "Alright." I cupped her face and gently kissed her lips. Bex took the liberty of giving me a hug and before long I slipped away
CIA/MI6 Headquarters
"Grant in my office now!"
I've been in my office for almost two hours and NOW they call for me. The CIA director wants reports about what happened. And most probably look for a replacement for Townsend.
"First off there's a promotion I would like to offer you. The position Special Agent Townsend held, the Deputy Director of the MI6. I hope for you convenience that this isn't too much for you. After all you did bring down the largest terrorist threat, the Circle of Cavan."
I was dumbfounded I half expected him to choose someone with more clearance. "I accept the offer. Sir, I was wondering if you could change my badge might as well tell him.
" And why Is that?" he demands sceptically.
"My last name's Morgan. And my father is Matthew Morgan." He spun around in his chair and stares at me wide eyed. I'm expecting him to yell that that name isn't to be used as a joke. But none of that happened instead he smiled and said
" I never thought I'd see the day! You know Matthew was one of our finest agents Until the CIA swooped him away. Now that I look at you; you do look like him."
It's strange seeing a man who never smiles smile and get excited. To look like me like I was a legacy, which I was, technically. He stands up and opens a safe. From what I could see it was a badge and he slipped it into my hand. It was my dad's. (It was a weird thing thinking my dad.)
"Thank you." I said when he handed it to me. On my way out of the building I ran into Jezebel who was pacing back and forth. I know what's bothering her.
"you didn't expect anyone to figure out Liz is you twin. Did you?"
She glared at me. "We were fine until she blurted it all out."
"Why didn't you want anyone to know about you two?"
" She was born first and she the perfect daughter. I'm just her copy, lookalike." the entire year I've been I have never heard her sound so hurt.
"How do you know she isn't thinking the same thing?" I told her; then I did the next best thing. I handed her the phone. "give her a call."
The last words I heard her say as I got into the elevator were 'Liz? Yeah it's me... I'm sorry."
My work here is done for now.
Bex's POV
I had just entered my room when the sun began to set. I had my last three buttons unbuttoned so that my blouse wouldn't stain from where I got stabbed while fighting Ms Goode. Apparently I am the only one who is severely injured. Anyway, I see a letter on my bed. I went to my bed and read the letter to myself…. I was my acceptance letter from the MI6 the one I didn't get this morning. But you know what's funny, the director who signed this. Grant Morgan. I don't even want to know what that means. Yet I smiled. Suddenly a pair of hands covered my eyes.
"Did you miss me?"
"Of course, why wouldn't I Grant?" I asked him trying to stay calm but he's here to stay. "Or are you a Morgan?"
"I'll have time to explain later." With that Grant embraced me with a violent kiss. It was something we had never shared before. The kiss had a sinful wanting, even more when I was pushed against him. "I missed you."
"I love you too." It was more like an answer to when he threw himself from the building before he left. Then I pressed my lips lightly on his. My heart skipped a beat when the door flew open. Liz right away yelled on the top of her lungs.
"You're back! Everybody Grant's back!"
I turned to him "So, do you think we'll be alright?"
Grant reached for my hand and held it to his lips. "We are perfect."
THE END
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