ILLEGAL

Chapter 20

King and his team had come within the hour, and they had just asked me the basic stuff.

What did he look like? He had black oily hair, he was tall, and he tried to kill me. What happened that night, before his shot was fired? Well, me and Jack had to sneak in without getting caught by security. Then we tried to act like a normal couple in order to not make others suspicious. We were dancing, and then the gun went off. What happened after that? I saw some creepy dude start running away, so I chased him. But it was like he wanted me to follow him, he surely could've ran faster. But so I chased him, and then he got in this elevator and that's when he shot me. So I ran up the stairs to the roof, and I chased him but he jumped off in a hang glider, and I fell. Jack pulled me up, I passed out.
All the usual stuff.

I decided to head up to work. Maybe it could help me clear my head, possibly even remember more details.

I walked in to my office. Everything was as it should be, clean and neat, everything in it's certain place. I sat down in the chair at my desk and began bringing up the files for the case, to see what's been updated and from Jack's side.

Jack. What now? I still don't understand why he stayed and took care of me for so long. And I was confused about my feelings too. I liked him for sure. More than a friend: yes. Did I love him? Love is a strong word. Did I want to say I love him? I think so.

I wondered how this would end. If we ever ended up together, and together together, not just working together for a mission. He's obviously romantic, and has been with many women before. Probably even broken a few hearts. Would he break my heart? Shatter it into even smaller pieces than the one I had to guard so previously already?

I literally made a mental pros and cons list. Pro: We have a lot in common. Con: We fight. A lot. Pro: He obviously has somewhat of affections for me. Con: He'll probably break my heart.

What are you doing? I remembered. This is ridiculous. Your acting like one of those popular bitches in school. I tried to clear him from my mind, focus on my work. But what if...ERGH.

I groaned and smacked my head on my desk.

Suddenly, someone cleared their throat in the doorway. I spun around in my chair. And there he was, leaning against the doorway, that annoying yet adorable grin on his face. His knuckles were positioned above the metal doorframe, ready to knock.

I felt my heart rate pick up."Jesus, Jack, you scared the hell out of me,"I admitted, my hand reaching to feel my pulse. Speaking of the devil, I thought. I didn't realize I had said that aloud until his eyebrows went up.

"Nothing, it's, um, just, never mind,"I muttered quickly, turning away to try and hide the blush in my cheeks."So, um, come in ,I guess."

He walked in and leaned against my desk. The grin had disappeared from his face, and now his full attention was on me."Are you okay?"He asked me.

"Yeah, I'm fine,"I lied. Well, half lied. Physically, yes, but mentally, I have no damn idea."My shoulders good, and I haven't slept like that in a while. I feel....refreshed."

He nodded."Good. So, I'm guessing King asked you about the gala."

"Yeah. What did happen after I chased after the Fly?"

He shrugged." Not much. I kept calling your name for you to come back so you wouldn't get hurt,"At this he flashed me the bitch-face."While keeping the injured lady stable. I kept that up until medics arrived, and then I raced after you, and you were hanging off of the damn roof."

He turned around and looked at me."Seriously, what the hell, Cole? Why were you hanging off the roof?"

I spent the next few minutes telling him my side of the story, the chase, my shoulder, and me falling. The whole time he didn't interrupt, just listened intently, clinging on to every word I said.