The Teenage Assassin

The Teenage Assassin chapter 5

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Chapter 5 –

      I awoke the next morning on Dean’s chest, last night had been amazing. We had finally given in to each other again. It was madness. Dean seemed to notice that I was awake and was brushing my hair.

“Good morning.” He chuckled.

“Morning.” I smiled and pulled up to look at him. His hair was all messy, just the way I liked it. I glanced at the clock. It was 10:00am. Shit! We were late! I pulled up off Dean and grabbed some clothes from my wardrobe.
“Where are you going?” Dean asked confused. I rolled my eyes.
“We are late for school, I mean really late.” Dean just laughed as I scowled at him.

“Take the day off, it won’t hurt. Besides we can do some surveillance, to see who tried it on with us the other night.” I went through his logic. We could do with checking out a few leads, I stopped pulling on my jeans and sighed.
“Yeah I suppose.” Dean then got up and stretched while I gawped at his fine chest.
“Come on, stop gawping like a moron and come and take a shower with me.” I blushed hard, Dean laughed.
“Sorry, would love to but I think we should shower separately or will never finish this job.” Dean nodded in agreement and went off to shower while I loaded up some weapons. We were gonna need them. Dean then finally came out and I went in. This job was gonna be harder with Dean around. I got out of the shower and got dressed and met Dean on the sofa looking at the file. I flopped down next to him and he wrapped his arm around my waist.

“Where do we start?” he thought aloud. I picked up the file and flicked through it looking for a good start. I then stopped on an image of an old man in a maintenance outfit. I recognized the image from somewhere. Why hadn’t seen this before? He was the maintenance guy from school. Dean sensed that something was wrong and looked at the picture and froze.
“I guess that’s where we start.” I said breaking the silence. Dean nodded and got up at the same time as me. We grabbed our guns and I took extra to put in the car just in case. We raced down to our cars and loaded up and sped off in the general direction of school.

      We stopped a few blocks away and got out. I went to the boot of my Lamborghini and put a gun in the back of my jeans and a knife on the inside of my boots. In the other boot I strapped cartridges inside. I then put another knife and gun in my favorite leather jacket. I turned to see Dean doing the same; I closed the boot and walked up beside him.
“Ready?”
“Yeah, you?” I nodded and we headed on foot towards the school. School had just finished break so the maintenance guy would be cleaning up. Perfect. Dean and I split incase he tried to do a runner, we would have a better chance of catching him. I walked up to him casually and smiled.
“Hello.”
“Shouldn’t you be in class?” He asked frowning.
“Yeah I should, but I thought it would be good if you and I had a chat.” I smiled and he looked up worried. Dean was coming up behind him, I then the maintenance guy’s hand going towards his pocket and I lunged pulling him down the ground. He just smiled.
“I wondered when you two would find me.”
“What are you talking about?” Dean demanded. I could tell that he was just as confused as I was.
“You are the assassins the BIAA sent you. Am I correct?” I was shocked. How did he know about us? Only former assassins knew about the agency.
“I don’t know what you are talking about.” I said recovering myself quickly, it was essential that we kept our cool.