A/N Hiiii guys! Its been so long! Actually its been like what? A week and a half? Almost 2? But still, I know it seems like months in the fic world. We just want the goods as soon as possible right? So here I deliver my-our next chapter. I hope you guys like it.
Chapter 19
3 months had passed, and we had taken down, what? Like two safe houses? 3 months had passed and we were no closer than when we had started. They were still out there, sure they had a few men less, and what? SHE was still out there. The extension in me was slowly burning away, getting closer and closer to the dynamite each day. Soon I would explode and it wouldn't be pretty.
"What the hell happened?" I asked through gritted teeth.
"We don't know?!" Rose shouted running around the room, trying every electronic, hoping one still functioned. "Everything's fried! Something has to be wrong with the main router!" She yelled frantically typing, the screen remaining black.
"Guys, you should see this." Ben's voice spoke through my earpiece. We all quickly walked to the back of the room, through a door, and into the room where all the systems were set up. The giant windows letting in the rare rays of the sun. Ben stood by a huge monitor thing, quite honestly I could tell you what they were or did. I never understood these things.
He motioned for us to continue to him, Rose and I walked over, she gasped, while I simply stared at a bunch of wires.
"Guys?" I asked confused, "what am I looking at?"
"This," Rose held up a frayed wire, "our systems have a firewall to protect them from intruders. If that goes down, we are left vulnerable for anybody to come in and leave something nasty." She said inspecting the rest of the monitors.
"Why do I feel like that's not the bad news?" I asked looking at a concerned Ben.
"Its not unusual for someone to install a virus or hack in, messing up the systems and taking us forever to restart everything. Should the hard drives be unaffected, usually everything is able to be saved. But..." He paused, crouching and looking at something.
"But?" I prompted.
"If someone can get something in, then they can also get something out." Rose finished. Ben nodded gravely.
"So what is it? In or out?" I asked.
"Unfortunately we can't tell at the moment, luckily this is rather simple to fix. It'll take a while to get everything back up and running, but at least its not too problematic. The problem is, until then, we're in the dark." Ben answered sighing and getting up.
"But how did this happen?" I asked anger rising in me.
"You tell me." Ben motioned for me to inspect the wire. I stepped closer and bent down to see, the wire's end were sticking out in different directions. Like they had been ripped apart by a pair of hands, rather than sliced by a knife.
"It wasn't sliced, so how did this happen?" I mumbled out loud. "Was anybody in here?" I asked looking up at a frowning Rose.
She shook her head, "No one, not even us." She pointed between herself and Ben.
The sun was starting to burn the side of my face, making me glare in response. I looked up, then got an idea. If I were to do something like this, without entering the building, how would I do it? "Do any of you have a laser pointer?"
I squinted as the sun blared in my face. I stood on the edge of our roof, I took a couple steps back, took a deep breath, and hoped I was a good jumper. Then I ran to the edge of the building, leaped, and grabbed on to the edge of the neighboring building. My body slammed against the side, and the metal burned my fingers, but it was better than falling to my death. I pulled myself up and over the edge.
I landed on my feet and took a look around, to the untrained eye, it would seem as if nothing were out of place, but I knew better.
I saw the displacement of dust and gravel, someone had been up here recently. I took a look at the building across from me, the windows were dark, covering the secrets of the inside. But any other day, with the sun gone, they wouldn't work as well, giving a perfect view of the machines. It must have been done in the night or yesterday afternoon when we were all gone.
Had they shot into the room, the windows would have blocked it, being bullet proof and all. So how had they done it without entering? Had I been assigned a similar assignment, there was a way I would have been successful without anyone noticing.
I grabbed my binoculars and searched the whole side of the building, I took two steps to the right, adjusting my angle. Then I spotted it, a small bullet sized hole. I clicked the laser pointer on, "Rose tell me if you see this." I ordered. I pointed the laser at the small strip of the building that was actually wall, I looked through the binoculars, then I moved the laser so that it entered through the hole.
"Move it it about three inches higher." Rose instructed, I did so and then she answered, "There it is, right through the wall and the cords, and..." She paused, "here is the bullet." She said, I assumed she found it lodged in a wall, "so that's how they did it, bastards." She murmured.
I clicked the laser off and turned to take a look at the crime scene. This maneuver was rather...sophisticated for them. They were all about flash and making a scene, letting us know it was them. So why the precision and secrecy now? What were they hiding? And how did they get so good?
I dusted the door handle leading back inside, it was clean, they had wiped it down. I cursed under my breath. With a sigh I turned to face our building, with a run I jumped the four foot gap between the buildings, this time landing on my feet, and walked back inside.
"They're getting better." Jacob stated sitting down next to me. Ever since that one night three months ago, we had had this silent agreement to never speak of it, yet we were close, we didn't have to speak of it to know how one or the other felt. We didn't have a stupid bond like you see in the movies, we simply shared a mutual pain, and we understood the reality of things.
"Yes but why? A couple months back it was all about fast and immediate, now they're taking their time, observing us. And timing everything to a tee, who could have taken charge?" I asked.
I looked up at Tanya, sitting across from me, ever since we had lost Edward she always seemed to have a slight smile or smirk on her face. As if she knew something I didn't, and it was most likely she did, but she kept it to herself, probably seeking glory for holding the last piece of the puzzle. Every time I saw a shadow of glee in her, I gritted my teeth, irritated, like she was enjoying my pain, which she was too, but she had a share in it, so I didn't know how she could be so happy.
"Have something to share denali?" I asked, trying not to sound so bitter.
She smiled at me sweetly, too sweetly, "No of course not, I just think its odd how we put you in charge and things like this happen."
I frowned and kept myself from growling, "Hey I didn't ask for this, you've been here longer, if you think you can do better than the newbie then by all means talk to the crew. Ask them to have a vote to replace me, ask them to make you their leader!" I snapped at her.
The smile slid off her face, and she sunk into her chair, crossing her arms, "Oh no, I just merely was wondering out loud." She mumbled.
I knew she would back down, she was still hurt to find out that even her crew preferred me over her. I really tried to back down, but Alice and Kate made it impossible, so I was stuck as first in command. Honestly I was only 17 and I was ready to retire.
"Well in that case keep your thoughts to yourself," I sneered. "We have to get the system back up and find out why they did this, meanwhile Jake will take some of you to the rendezvous point with our contact. Hopefully he will have something to put an end to this." I ordered standing up.
"Yes ma'am!" They shouted in unison, half of them running to Jake and the other half to Rose and Ben, seeing in what way they could help. I slowly turned and walked into my office.
I plopped down on my couch, closed my eyes, and simply rested. Something I didn't get to do often these days. "How long has it been since you've slept in your bed?" Charlie's voice startled me. I sat up to look at him, how long had he been here?
"Its been awhile." I answered pinching my lips into a tight line. "What are you doing here?"
He got up from the chair he was in and came to sit down next to me. "I came to say goodbye, I'll be staying in forks for a while now, Carlisle has asked me to do some monitoring over there, and need a break from the city." He answered draping an arm over my shoulder. "Maybe you should come with me a while." He said.
I turned to look at him surprised, "I can't, I have all this going on here. I couldn't possibly leave my team now." I shook my head.
He sighed, "I knew you would say that. But you need to rest bells, going on like this won't help you or the case in any way."
I leaned my back into him, "I know, I promise to get more rest and take better care of myself, but I really can't go." I answered sadly.
"Alright." He gave in. "But I'll be keeping in touch, checking up on you." He warned, I chuckled and nodded.
Jake walked into the room with Garrett and Paul trailing behind him. I was standing next to Rose, who had gotten the system back online, now we were trying to figure out what they took, or left. I looked up to the trio, and gave Jake a look that said, "Any luck?". He took off his jacket and nodded.
"Alright everyone!" He called to attention, "According to the informant, the Donovan clan plans on striking against one of the agency's former clients."
"Why?" Zafrina asked from where she was pouring herself some coffee.
"To give us a bad reputation mainly." He shrugged sitting on top of one of the desks, "But also, if our information is correct, they're going after a client who is close to the agency. Who knows more than the average, and apparently holds information important to them." He finished.
"Do we know who they're after?" Tanya asked. Jake shook his head sadly, "Unfortunately no, we can only assume who they're going after, after we eliminate unlikely targets. Rose I don't suppose-" Jake asked, but she shook her head before he had finished.
"Unfortunately, all the systems agent ready for use. We barely got them running, I doubt we can actually access any of our files until a later time." She explained.
I bit my lip, "Maybe that's what this was about, it was simply to delay us and blind us, giving them the opportunity to strike." I suggested. People nodded, agreeing with my theory.
"Okay, so if we can't access our files what do we do?" Ben asked.
"Is it only our systems that are affected or the whole building?" I asked hopeful.
"I've been receiving calls, most of the building's systems are malfunctioning, not on the same level as ours, but they're still creating a bit of chaos." Kate answered, clicking at a blank computer screen, trying to override it.
"Most?" I asked, arching an eyebrow.
"Are you sure we can do this?" Rose asked as I sat in my dad's chair.
"Nope, but don't worry Charlie already left. I asked the front desk." I said I brought the computer to life, "Besides its for an important mission, therefore he can't object anyway right?"
"Um-"
"Exactly." I cut her off. The login popped up and I had to type in his password, I bit my lip thinking.
Seahawksfan -Nope.
CSIS -Nope
LukeBryan42 -Nope
I frowned, "Hmmm... I don't suppose you could simply hack in?" I asked her hopeful.
"What?! No way! It would send an alert and then we'd be in huge trouble!" Kate shook her head, and Rose agreed. I frowned at them, chickens.
I sighed tapping my finger, there was only one thing left in my mind, and that was a long shot. I slowly typed in:
Bells0913 -Accepted!
Holy crow I guessed it! And it was me?! My heart warmed, my father really did care about me. I was so happy I almost forgot what I was there for. I shook my head, storing away my good feelings for a later time.
"Alright we're in." I said motioning them over, getting to work.
"Jackson Whitlock, Kellan McCarthy, and Stephanie Meyer, are what we narrowed down the targets down to. One of these three holds something they need." I said slapping the folder on the table. "The question is who and why?"
Jake studied the picture of the three, the first was blonde and lanky, with deep dark eyes. The second was huge and intimidating, with short curly blonde hair. And the third, a petite woman, with long brown hair. None of these people would fit the usual description of targets, so what did they know?
"Well if the informant was right, they're looking for someone who can help them, the most resourceful here is Jackson." Jake said tapping the first picture on the table.
"So we bring him I'm before they do." Tanya answered.
"One teeny problem," Kate interrupted, we turned to look at her, she was looking through her tablet, at least that still functioned.
"What?" Jake asked.
"Mr. Whitlock is holding a dinner tonight, an engagement dinner to be more specific. He is announcing his engagement to Ashley Brandon. Meaning lots of innocent bystanders." She answered.
I bit my lip, something didn't feel right. "If that's the case then we have to approach this differently, see if you can get us into the dinner. Bella, Jake, and I go in undercover, and make sure nothing happens to Mr. Whitlock or his guests. Have back up monitor from a few blocks away." Tanya suggested, Jake and I looked at each other, gave a slight nod, then nodded at Alice and Kate to start organizing the mission.
The office buzzed with people talking and getting ready for the mission, I crossed my arms and looked at Jake, I nodded to my office and he understood to go over. I then did the same with Alice, she nodded and walked in with me.
"What's up?" Alice spoke as soon as I closed the door.
"Something about this isn't sitting well with me." I stated, crossing my arms and leaning against the wall.
Jake sat on the armrest of the couch, "Yeah, me too. Something isn't right, or we're missing a bit of info." He agreed.
"Well what are you guys thinking?" Alice asked.
"Well first off, if they know that Mr. Whitlock is HOLDING the dinner, why go after him tonight? If the host goes missing, everybody would notice within seconds. So why today of all days and why him?" I pondered out loud.
"Jackson Whitlock is a client who merely contracts us for escorts, protection, and investigation on a people he believes might harm him or his family. So what could he possibly know that the Donovan clan would want to know?" Jake added on.
"He's also a close friend of Carlisle's, maybe they're trying to hit close to home?" I suggested.
"You know you might be on to something." Alice answered. "But if it's what I'm thinking we've been looking at this wrong." She said tapping her chin.
"What are you thinking?" I asked confused.
"Well I got a glimpse of the guest list before you called me over, and as far I could tell both Kellan and Stephanie are both invited and attending."
"So all three possible targets will be in one room?" Jake summed up what we were all thinking.
"Yes, but if Bella is right, then it's not Jackson they're after, it's Stephanie!" Alice exclaimed.
"What how do you know that?" I asked confused.
"Because Stephanie is a retired agent. Her brother still works here, so if it's hitting close they're about, she's the best target, and she would know about inside information." Alice answered.
"Retired? Buts she's on like 45!" Jake exclaimed.
"She left a few years back when her mom retired at 65. Instead of sticking her in a home, she takes care of her, and she provides information of events on the outside world. She's more of an informant now." She answered.
"Okay then change of plans, Jake and I will keep an eye on Stephanie, while Tanya keeps an eye on Jackson, as originally planned." I ordered.
"Why?" Alice asked.
"There's always the possibility that we're wrong, having her on the original plan covers that possibility." Jake explained giving me a look. I nodded, arching my eyebrow.
"Alright." Alice agreed skeptical.
"Let's keep the new plan between us, the less people that know the less we have to worry about getting mixed up or room for error." I added.
Alice looked confused while Jake merely nodded, Alice looked between the two of us then nodded slowly.
She left the room and left me and Jake alone, "You thinking what I'm thinking?" Jake asked getting up.
"That someone here is hiding something? Yup." I said popping the p.
"The question is what?" He frowned pensively.
"We'll find out soon." I stated confidently. He nodded and we walked out into the work area.
"Where have you two been?" Tanya asked walking over to us.
"We were discussing the details of the mission." Jake answered smoothly.
"Details? You should've called me! That way I wouldn't have missed anything!" She said sounding upset.
"You didn't is anything, trust me, we were discussing -ugh, wardrobe." I answered with groan.
"Since these people are of high class, if we want to blend in, we have to look like them." Alice interrupted, she was sitting on a desk flipping through a dress catalog, I groaned again. "Which means we have some shopping to do!" She exclaimed giggling.
I frowned and plopped down in a chair, crossing my arms. "I don't like this."
"Come on Bella! You'll look great!" She squealed as she turned a page, I rolled my eyes.
"Do I get to have an input." I asked.
"No." She shouted in unison with Kate.
"What why?!" I asked shocked.
"Because you'll reject everything in here." Alice responded and Kate nodded.
I huffed and rested my head on my arms. Tonight would be a loooooong night.
"It worked, they believe we're after him." I heard as I knocked on the door. Voices were hushed, then someone shouted to come in. I pushed the door open, and entered.
"Special agent Anthony, reporting for debriefing." I stated.
"Speak." Caius answered.
"The mission was successful, their equipment was sabotaged." I answered.
"Did anyone see you?" He questioned.
"Negative, sir. I maintained myself out of view."
"Good. You have another mission, report to your common room to be filled in." He ordered, I nodded and walked out. My fists balled up, she had been in there. I had restrained myself from looking at her, but I didn't like being in her view, without her being in mine.
I made my way down to the common room, it was big and built in a circular structure. There was a big round table in the center, a screen straight across from the door, and a couple of computers along the side walls. There were no windows in here, or in any of the rooms in here. Given that we were underground, that didn't surprise me. Yet I felt suffocated down here, I felt...in the dark.
"Hey Mason." Jane greeted, as I walked in. I gave her a curt nod, before sitting down at the round table.
"So what's going on?" I asked, seeing that everybody was preparing for something.
"We have a mission to bring someone in." She answered, tossing me a file. I opened it and read through the information. After a quick skim I closed it and nodded.
"Alright, when do we depart?" I asked leaning back into my chair. Jane stared at me, sitting erectly in her chair.
"I wasn't sure that you were going?" She said cocking her head curiously.
"Yeah, well Caius' orders were that I prepare for the mission." I answered, a little more harshly than I had intended to.
She raised her eyebrows and nodded, "19:25." She answered.
I laced my fingers together, thinking. "Where's Tanya?" I asked taking a look around the room.
"She already left, she has an extra part to play." She answered. I sighed, she studied me for a minute, then continued talking. "During the operative you are not to approach her in the slightest, a single look can blow our whole objective. Is that understood?" She commanded. I locked my jaw and stared straight ahead, nodding stiffly.
"Trouble in paradise?" She mocked. Paradise? More like hell, I'd say. But nonetheless I felt myself to be a gentleman, and I couldn't leave her upset after the disagreement of earlier. I'd have to fix that later.
"Nothing to be concerned over, just a small disagreement." I answered. She laughed silently.
"You all say the same thing." She said shaking her head and standing. She left the room, leaving me to prepare for later.
I entered my room, spreading out over the length of my bed, I stared up at the ceiling. Why couldn't I remember? More than anything, I wanted to know. I wanted a place to root myself to, instead of floating around. Who murdered my parents? Why was I in an accident? What happened? Who was I? What was I? Why was it that every time we accomplished a mission, I felt bad? After every snatch and grab, after every sabotage, after every kill, I felt a pang of remorse. As if I weren't supposed to be doing this. Wouldn't it be rather ironic that an accident would install morals into an assassin?
I rubbed my face, I was exhausted. But it wasn't an exhaustion you could fix with rest, more like an exhaustion that you fixed with endless activity. I groaned, I was pretty sure I was going insane. I just needed something to stop me from thinking, to stop me from wondering. Because all I did was go in circles of: why, why, why.
At a point like this, I kind of wished before-the-accident-me had kept a diary, at least that would offer some insight. But I suppose that that me thought it to be irrelevant and stupid, he never knew how much he would need it later.
A knock at my door startled me out of my pointless run of mind. I stood up and went to open the door. Felix was on the other side, I leaned against the door frame, frowning. "What is it?"
"Head down to the common room, they're going to change your aspect a bit, just in case." He shrugged. In case of what, I wondered.
"Alright." I nodded, stepping out, closing the door behind me.
He walked away in the opposite direction, and I headed back to the common room. Wondering what they would do to me, and how I would look. I walked in, finding Katerina ready to begin, with who knows what next to her on the table. She motioned for me to sit in the chair in front of her, I did as instructed, and she began my transformation.
I adjusted my bow tie, taking one last look in the mirror; my greens eyes were gone, replaced by golden honey ones instead, my bronze hair was now covered by a black wig, although it did look natural. I had to give Katerina credit, she was very good at her job. I looked like a different person, without the slightest of indications that I had altered my appearance. My hair was combed back, it looked and felt weird. My hair would never have been combed back, because it wouldn't allow itself to.
I sighed at the new temporary me, then checked my hidden weapons, after finding everything in its place, I left my room and headed for the garage. I got into the passenger side of Jane's car, she was dressed as a waitress, as soon as the first car pulled out, she sped off.
"Why aren't we using head pieces this time?" I asked staring straight ahead.
"There will be bodyguards there, if even the slightest interference occurs, they'll be able to tell someone else is there. Or they might even be able to pick up on our frequency, we decided not to risk it. Everything is going off of instincts." She answered taking a sharp left, my head almost slamming into the side window. If only I had my own car, but they didn't let me drive, and I had no idea why. Maybe my accident was while I was driving?
"Here." She spoke handing me a small packet labeled Robert Masen. That was my character for the night, Robert Masen. I opened it and pulled out a small black mask. It was out line by red fabric.
"What's this?" I asked.
"A mask." Jane stated stupidly.
"I see but why do I need it?" I retorted irritated.
"Did I forget to mention it? It's a masquerade." She answered smiling. Masquerade?
I could not believe it, people were actually wearing masks and ridiculous head gear. What on earth were these people thinking? I forced a smile on my face as I descended the stairs, the mask in its place. In front of me people were waltzing and twirling, to my left was the bar, it was crowded with men wearing suits identical to my own, but their masks were much more...attention grabbing. The women standing next to them wore dazzling jewelry, and swan heads or peacock feathers in their heads, fake of course but still ridiculous.
I walked over to an empty table and sat down. I took a moment to scan the room, spotting some fellow agents, I didn't linger on them, instead I observed the men in masks. Observing their movements, habits, posture, anything and everything that would help me adapt my character to their environment.
Deciding to get a drink in order to seem more casual, I stood, crossed behind the dancing couples, over to the bar. "What can I do for ya?" The bartender greeted.
Oh crap. I didn't know what I drank. I didn't know if I even drank!
"Scotch." I ordered. Well that was a definite way to find out. He nodded and poured my drink into a short glass. I grabbed it, leaned my back against the counter, and took a gulp, swallowing without tasting. It burned on its way down my throat. Well that answered that, I could drink, but I didn't.
I continued observing the room, then the sound of the huge oak doors opening and closing, rang up on the higher level. I took another gulp, waiting to see the new arrivals, a young woman appeared at the top of the stairs, if in the past three months of my life I have ever felt happiness and content, it was now.
The woman hesitated at the top of the stairs, only for a couple of seconds, but it was long enough to fully take in her frame. She wore a simple blood red dress, no design on it but golden embroidery on the edges, her dress was strapless, and she wasn't wearing a wrap, exposing her collar bones and flawless shoulders. Unlike the rest of the women here, she wore nothing in her curled blonde hair, nothing but a simple pendant, pinning back her bangs. Her mask was one matched to her dress. After the quick hesitation she descended the stairs, holding the skirt of her dress up, so that it would be easier to walk down the stairs. She walked with her head held high, and her expression fierce. I was in absolute awe, I had to check if my jaw was still attached to my face. She descended down those stairs like a queen would, she looked so regal. She took a look around the room, and headed to the back corner. She was shy, she wanted to blend in, hide in the back shadows, unfortunately that didn't work, for within seconds she was swarmed by men trying to talk to her.
I was almost one of them, I almost ran to her side when she reached the bottom of the stairs, but I held my place. I finished my drink, put the glass on the counter and went back to my previous seat. I kept studying the room, using all my self control not to turn to stare at her. The sound of the doors opening gave me something to look at, this time a man and a woman down the stairs, the man was dark and tall, with his hair combed up. The woman with her arm looped through his was...Tanya. So that was what her assignment was, I sighed and searched for a suitable girl to ask to dance, trying to blend in.
I decided for a young woman in a coral dress sitting with a few other ladies, talking and laughing. I stood up, straightened my jacket, and let my charisma flow. I walked over, cleared my throat, and did a small bow when she turned.
"Excuse me, I don't suppose you'd like to join me for a dance?" I asked in a low voice, I smiled at her causing blood to rush to her face. She smiled shyly, and nodded. I extended my hand to her, she took it, and I lead her to the dance floor. I led her to the center of the dance floor, pulled her close, and swayed to the rhythm. She stumbled a bit, maybe she wasn't used to dancing in garments like she was dressed in. I kept my hand on the upper part of her waist, maybe it was my proximity that was disturbing her. I took a step back, giving her space, yet she closed that space within seconds, so that wasn't it.
The song ended, and a new one began, but this one was different. Some of the people on the dance floor left, while the remaining couples formed a big circle. I backed us up into the circle, and out of the corner of my eye I saw the woman in the red dress join the circle with a young man. My heart sped up involuntarily. The couples started swaying, and waltzing in place. I did the same with the young woman in front of me, smiling at her every once in a while, and she'd blush all over again. After about thirty seconds into the song, the men twirled their partner to their right, each receiving a new partner to dance with.
Immediately I understood what to do, thankfully my partner had known before me and sighed as she had twirled away, to my right. I chuckled slightly, and smiled at my new partner. Her eyes seemed to bug out when I smiled at her, we danced for another thirty seconds, and then I twirled her to my right, she seemed disappointed. I welcomed my new partner and took the chance to scout the area, Felix was leaning against a pillar, he shook his head, he hadn't found the target yet. I looked down to my partner to find her staring at me, I smiled and twirled her to the right.
I didn't even look at my new partner, I simply put a hand above her waist, my hand in her hand and swayed to the music. I looked ahead, while we spun, getting a good view of the room. Where was she? The target had to be somewhere in this room. Thirty seconds passed and I twirled her away. Without looking once more I put a hand above the waist and held her hand in mine.
Only this time as soon as my hand touched hers I felt a surge of electricity flow through me, charging every cell in my body. My head whipped down, and I saw chocolate. She was staring at me and I was staring at her.
Her eyes were a sea of warmness. A pool of chocolate. A sense of security flooded me, I didn't care that I couldn't remember, I felt everything was alright, she was here. My body tingled, suddenly the thirty seconds were up, and some other girl was pushing her away. She smiled warmly, and spun away from me. I held on to her hand until the last second that I had to let go. I sighed and placed a hand on the waist of the woman in front of me, and then held her other hand. I never once looked away from her eyes, and she never once looked away from me. Even when she was twirled, she'd turn to look at me.
The thirty seconds were up, and she twirled out of my sight. My heart sunk lower than before, and I felt heavier than steel. I missed her warmth, I missed her. But who was she?
Who was she? I needed to know. I had to know. Because she had her eyes, yet she wasn't her. She had Love's eyes. Her eyes.
A small, yet sharp pain shot through my head, it was as if my brain were a balloon, and it was pushing against my skull. I felt a memory, I didn't remembered anything nor saw a flashback. It was a strange feeling, it was like a headache, but at the same time I felt like a memory was pushing its way out. Yet it couldn't quite make it, leaving me with a irritating pain and feeling that I should remember something about the moment.
I looked up to find Felix staring at me, he nodded. They had found the target. I nodded, shook my feelings away, and prepared myself for was to follow.
A/N Sooooooooo? How was it? Its not like the best, cause this one only got a quick reskim rather than actually going back through every detail. But yeah. Anyway before I forget, there was a question as how long the story will be, and I'm sad to say that we are nearing the end incredibly fast. This is chapter...19, and I'm thinking that the max would be chapter 25. So I think we have 3-5 more chapters, 6 possibly. But that would be really stretching it. Yeah, sorry, I was kind of planning to like say when we got to half ways, but I've been so busy, it just passed my mind, and now the end has snuck up on me too. Ugh, but summer approaches quickly, too quickly for my liking, but I already have a story planned for that so we'll see. Thank you for sticking with me, and let me know what you think!