"There is a no-killing policy here," said Chuck urgently, taking gun from Chloe's hands. He replaced it with a tranq gun. She groaned in reply. This thing was pretty much a toy. It did no real damage at all. These people were obviously going to get on her nerves, but if she wanted to learn to handle this thing inside her head, she'd have to play by the rules. No matter how lame they were.
"I've seen two-year-olds with more balls than you," she said with a sigh. "Whatever. Let's just go." She started walking towards the entrance to Castle, a glimmer of disappointment in her eyes. She was actually looking forward to shooting someone. It was rather good at alleviating stress. She stood near a corner, and peeked out at the man who had gun drawn.
She held one finger up to signal Chuck to wait behind. She jumped out, and flashed. The man fired a shot at her, and the bullet whizzed past her ear. She shot him with the tranq gun three times. He looked at the darts, back at her, and finally collapsed. She smiled in pride. "Got him!"
Chuck rushed out and ran to where the man had fallen. "Sarah," he yelled out. She was down the hall in five seconds, the heels of her boots clacking on the ground with each step she took.
"What is it, honey?" she asked him, standing by Chloe who was still beaming with pride. She then walked forward and gasped.
Chloe said, "Wait. What's the haps?" She had no idea what was going on. Not like that was unusual for her. But the faces of Chuck and Sarah showed a mix of emotion. Happiness, worry, and surprise.
"You just tranq'd Casey!" Chuck exclaimed. Casey? Who was Casey? Chloe had no idea. Was he an enemy? No. He couldn't have been. They wouldn't have been happy to see an enemy. Maybe he was one of their friends or something. There was an awkward silence and no one dared to speak.
"Why was Casey trying to kill you?" Sarah asked, putting her hand on her very real gun. If you're gonna shoot me, you better not miss, Chloe thought and felt the urge to say. But, she was in a bad enough situation as it is, and that would just aggravate things. A fatal flaw of hers. When she felt frightened or scare, she would provoke the situation.
"I don't know," she admitted. "I don't even know who that is." Honesty. Not always a good policy, but sometimes it worked. And with a bit of luck, this would be one of those times.
"Casey was on our team, but rejoined the NSA and we haven't seen him since," Sarah explained to her. It clicked in the girl's brain before Sarah or Chuck's. Casey was sent to kill her. But, why would they do that when she was one of the only two human Intersects? It didn't make sense. The needed her, didn't they? That's why she did it. She wanted to be one of the government's most valuable assets.
She couldn't allow the emotions that stirred inside her ruin her chances at safety. Chloe said, "I don't want him waking up and tryin' to assassinate me, so can you like tie him up or something? I don't want him ruining this." She gestured with her hands at her face.
"Just go home for now. We'll call you later," Sarah told her, a bit of worry plainly on her face.
"A, I can't really go home until I get this thing under control. B, you don't even have my number," she said calmly. "I'll take a nap up in the home theatre room in the Buy More. Wake me up when he comes to." She exited Castle into the Buy More, and walked into the actual store. She went into the home theatre room awkwardly, and lay down on the couch. Sleep hadn't really been top priority, and when she did make an attempt, she'd just wake up screaming.
She woke up an hour later to Chuck shaking her awake. At first, being asleep and not knowing what was going on, she kicked him. But, a second later she became fully conscious and bounced up to her feet. "He be awake?" she asked.
"Yep," Chuck replied to her. "We haven't managed to get him to say anything yet, but maybe if you go down yourself he will."
"Wasn't he on your team?" she questioned.
"Yeah, yeah. Why do you ask?" he asked, stuttering a little in the beginning because he was taken off guard by he question.
"Because he ain't talking to you."
"Well, it has been a while since we were on the same team. He's probably just changed a little that's all."
"A team is a team for life. Not just for however long you work together."
"Casey is... Casey," he said, not being able to think of a word.
"Your skills with adjectives are amazing," she commented. She paused before adding, "So, how far am I allowed to go with, you know, torture?"
"What?! No! No torture!"
"You're no fun," she said. The two began walking into Castle.
"How is torture fun?" he asked her in complete shock.
She rolled her blue eyes at him. What a wimp! No torture and no shooting? This was just insane. How the heck had they been a hugely successful spy team with all of these anti-spy rules? It did not make sense at all. She entered Castle after him, the door shutting behind her with a mechanical hiss. "You've never had to torture someone?" she said with slight disbelief.
"No! Have you?" he replied. "Wait, on second thought, I really don't want to know."
"Let me get this straight. You've never shot anyone?" she asked.
"Nope."
"Stabbed?"
"No way."
"Poisoned?"
"What is wrong with you?!"
"Eh, a lot, but you'll figure that out on your own," she replied, her expression dead serious. Then, she cracked a smile, bursting out into laughter that echoed against the walls of Castle. "So, where is this Casey person?"
He showed her into a room, and she watched him from behind one-way glass. She could see him, but he couldn't see her. "Hmmm. He looks angry," she said, hearing three sets of footsteps come up behind her. Sarah, and Morgan, but she had absolutely no clue who the third. "Can someone get him a stress ball?" She turned around, recognizing the faces of Chuck and Sarah, but then her eyes flickered to the third to a way too familiar face. Kylie.
"Leave, Kylie. For once, trust me," Chloe said, tears welling up in her eyes when she saw the fresh bruise on her best friend's cheek.
Kylie smirked, "Can't. You need me. Whether you like it or not."
"Really?" Chloe said, preparing to argue with her. This was an everyday routine. They'd argue for a bit until finally Chloe gave up and Kylie got her way. "How? How do I possibly need you, homie? Enlighten me."
"I'm sure Chuck told you no harming Casey. I know you. You're going to go in there, and when he doesn't say anything, you're going to get pissed and flip a table. Then, he'll continue to not say anything, and you're going to punch him in the face. Repeatedly. I can stay calm in there." Kylie argued. Sarah unlocked the door, and the black-haired girl entered. It shut behind her, and locked. They stood there, waiting.
Five minutes later Casey exited, appearing furious. Kylie followed him, a smirk plain on her face. "Next time, Walker, let the crazy one torture me," he said.
"What did she do?" Chuck asked.
"She's worse than Jeff and Lester combined," he said, shuddering slightly.
"Why did the NSA assign a hit on her?" Sarah asked. The question they had all been waiting for. Well, Chloe assumed that's what all of them had been waiting for.
"Her and a few of her friends broke into a CIA headquarters. That one right there," he pointed at Chloe, "downloaded the Intersect and destroyed the only remaining copy and killed four agents. That one," he pointed at Kylie, "killed fifteen agents getting them both out without a scratch. I was impressed."
"You killed nineteen agents?" Sarah said, eyes wide.
"Did you think they'd just let us walk out after we stole the Intersect?" Chloe asked. What did they expect? That they had been entirely innocent in the process? No way! It's not like she lied to them or anything. She just kept some information to herself. Nothing illegal.
"Nineteen!? You two killed nineteen!?" said Chuck, his voice loud with disbelief.
"Your parents must be so proud," Morgan said.
"No, we ain't killed nobody and managed to escape from the CIA," she retorted sarcastically. "But, I have the only Intersect 4.0. Why would they kill me?" She directed the question to Casey.
Chuck had to answer instead, which just aggravated her. A phrase came to her mind. Don't poke a sleeping bear. "I don't know; maybe because you killed nineteen agents!"
"Listen, Chuck, just because you've never killed anyone doesn't mean everyone else is as moral as you," she said. "Unless you guys help me, the government is gonna to send more people after me. I'm not going down without a fight. Which in other less polite words, I'mma pop caps into a bunch of asses and then die."
"What can we do?" Sarah asked.
"First, Casey can tell his superiors I'm dead. Then, you guys can help me figure out why I'm flashing almost every time I get a little pissed off or scared. After that, me and Kylie will leave your lives forever," she told them.
"Never," Casey said.
"Please!" Kylie whined, sounding like a little child who wanted a toy from the store. Chloe could already tell that Kylie was annoying him. She had that affect on most people, excluding her. Even Rory couldn't stand her. Rory, she thought with a sad sigh. He was gone forever. Never to be seen again.
"Fine," he said. "I'll tell my superiors right now." He got out his phone and dialed a number, walking away.
"Does anyone have a couch I can sleep on until we figure out how I can handle this thing?" Chloe asked the three people. "And I prefer someone with an Xbox."
"Chuck and I are ultra-nerds. Of course we have an Xbox," Morgan said. "You can crash at Chuck's."
"No! I'm not sleeping with a serial killer in my home," Chuck argued.
"Fine. You can crash at my apartment," Morgan said.
"Shouldn't you talk to Alex about that first?" Sarah asked.
"She'll be fine with it," Morgan said.
Two Hours Later
"Morgan! You can't just be inviting strangers to live in our house indefinitely," Alex said, a bit of anger in her voice. She looked from her to Morgan. She almost laughed. How did he manage to get with her?
"You won't even know I'm here," Chloe said from the couch where she was playing Call of Duty. She moved with the controller as she fired shots at anything that moved. Including her teammates. Not particularly skilled.
"Fine," Alex finally gave up. "She can stay."
"Thank you, homie!" Chloe called. Alex shook her head and walked upstairs. Once Chloe was sure she was out of hearing range, she asked Morgan, "Why'd you tell her I was your cousin?"
"Alex doesn't want me getting involved in the spy life. She thinks it's too dangerous," Morgan explained.
"Puh-lease," she said. "You are on legit the best team in the world. The chances of you getting dead are like zero to none."
Suddenly, the front door creaked open slowly, and Chloe watched as Colonel John Casey walked in. "Great," she muttered sarcastically. "Just freakin' great."
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