THE ELITE AGENT

10. I AM HIS SON?

Elena's POV:

I open the door and close it shut behind me trying to make minimal sound. But what's the use? The team is hurdled up bickering in living room, with Ben, Liam and surprisingly Jennifer throwing darts at the picture of twins, as if by doing so the problem of babysitting is gonna disappear in thin air.

I sigh. Tomorrow is gonna be a long day. Three I-would-rather-be-a-guard-of-buckingham-palace-than-babysitting, one clever thinking agent (which is me), and an adequate babysitting agent. How did my life come to this?

"Can we all fake death?" Ben says as he dangled upside down on sofa with his feat on backrest. He threw a dart which hit square on kid's nose. Ben grinned with his accomplishment.

"All of us?" Liam questions to which Ben nods.

"And show up to the agency next day as everything was normal?" Jen asked with an eyebrow raised. Just know when a women raises her eyebrow, she is giving you a chance to correct yourself. Ben didn't get the hint as he nods his head.

"Yep," He says popping the 'p'. I roll my eyes as I walk towards the fridge. That's when I realized I haven't had anything since morning. I fell asleep this afternoon robbing my own lunch.

My stomach growled, approving me of my spontaneous direction towards fridge. I wrap my fingers around the handle and pull it. I duck my head down to check what's there. Please let there be something delicious. But when my face lands on what's there, it immediately makes a distasteful expression.

Leftover pizza.

I slam the door shut. With anger pulsing through me, I walk back towards the living room to see them still bickering.

"What makes you think that chief will invite us back with open arms?" Jen seethes with clenched teeth.

Please Ben, I know you are the best but refrain from making jokes. She is fuming. You don't want to get on her bad side.

"Um, because I am his son?" His statement sounded more like a question. Jen glared. Liam notices how Ben is going to be subjected to Jennifer's wrath and decided to intervene.

"Uh, Jen... You know Ben isn't right in the head right?"

"What? I am perfectly fine."

Liam sakes his head and brings his hand towards his neck and moves to and fro, his actions asking Ben to stop talking before anything fatal can happen.

"If you are perfectly fine," Jen says walking up to Ben, her voice low, "then pray explain me what about the rest of the team? Shall we ask your father to adopt us?"

Please keep quiet Ben. Don't talk-

"I can try my best to convince him. It would be great to have more sibli-" he doesn't get to complete the rest of the sentence as Jen got out her tasers and ran towards him like a savage from Brazilian forest.

Liam immediately held Jen back but seems to take a lot of effort and strength. Who knew that petite girl had so much strength to make Liam stagger?

I clear my throat.

They ignore.

Way to respect your leader. Bravo!

I walk forward to step up and stop the chaos, but I didn't have to do that. Guess why? Someone opened the door to which all of us turned our heads to.

Alex walked in and shut the door behind before locking it. One second Liam was holding Jen back from pouncing on Ben and now he is running towards Alex.