Part FOUR : She fights back. Literally.

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Another three days passed and Angelina and Brad hadn't seen each other. But Brad knew how screwed he was when Jade came home with a black stamps on her skin, especially on her arms and face. She made sure paparazzi didn't see her by covering herself with a large scarf on her way out of a coffee shop where it all happened.
Hander called a meeting the next day and expected both of them to come. Angelina was late, which was unusual for her, but if Brad knew what was coming, he wouldn't have expected her arrival so enthusiastically.

She came caring a gun in one hand and Maddox in another. "Are you fucking kidding me, Brad?"

"Whoa, Angie put that down.", Hander yelled at her.

Brad didn't move but he was terrified. Angelina left her gun on Hander's desk as if she hasn't had it in her hand a moment ago and sat down on a white sofa behind Brad.

"Sorry.", Brad said barely loud.

"Not accepted.", Angelina furiously replied.

Hander stood there confused. "Can you tell me what you're sorry about? Angie?"

"I am only sorry I didn't break his wife in half."

"Weren't bruises just enough?", Brad asked sarcastically.

"Not at all. You're glad she's alive. I only spared her from death so that you two can divorce. You know, because I asked you to.", Angelina said referring to what Jade had told her earlier that week.

"I had to tell her something she would believe in."

"What about 'I am filming a movie in France and you can't come' or 'a friend of mine has died and I need to be there'. You know, you had many choices.", she was still angry.

"Please, people. I need to know what you're arguing about. You mentioned France.", Hander stepped in.

"I obviously made a mistake. I told Jade we have to divorce because Angelina is asking me to do so. I basically had no idea what to say so that she doesn't feel left out from this trip.", Brad explained.

Hander started laughing. "And that was the best reason you came out with? Angie should beat your ass."

"Don't encourage her. She would.", Brad said almost too serious.

"I will. Eventually.", Angelina added.

For the next several hours they forgot about this accident with the gun and they only talked about their plan.

FBI was very careful with the informations Angelina and Brad were getting until they were sure the duo is the right one. So the only thing they got since agreeing to do it was that the mission is in France and that it was a couple, drug dealers, who they needed to put under arrest.

"We're talking about Hugo and Bailey Moncreiff.", Hander revealed their names.

"I know Bailey.", Angelina rolled her eyes. "Bitch."

"Great! Because your assignment will be to become her friend.", Hander added.

"How is that good if I hate her?"

"Well, you will have to. Brad, you need to befriend Hugo."

"I can't even pronounce that name.", Brad said calmly.

Hander took out a map of France from the drawer and opened it on the desk. He pointed at Bordeaux.

"We know they are in that city, but we still need to find out which hotel. You are going to be a newly married couple."

Angelina smirked and Brad saw that.

"Okay. What else can you tell us?", Brad asked and leaned forward to listen more carefully.

"Not much. You two will have everything paid, everything you want and need for this mission as soon as you get there. We're leaving in a week or so." Hander left them speechless, but only because they hoped to have a little more time to prepare.

"What about my son?", Angelina asked.

"He's been quiet this whole time. I've never seen such a calm baby at his age. I think Marcheline will be happy to take care of her grandchild. Or James.", Hander said.

"But I really don't want to leave him."

Brad came to them and tickled Maddox. Angelina smiled at that view. They both looked happy and it is what Angelina wanted for her son - a peaceful and happy life.

"You could take him and say he's our adopted son, but I don't think it would be safe. If he was older...", Brad explained caringly.

"No. You're right.", Angelina smiled. "We need to go. Come on, hubby, walk me out."

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