"They're not going to give us 24 hours. . . " You turn to Nick as you sit in the back of the SUV, Lin there with you.
"You seem certain . . . " She says quietly.
"I am, they'll be working out how to find us now. . ." you spin your head to look at her "I don't want to keep you hostage, it's not my MO, but you can see why I don't trust you it's real?" Lin nods, still not sure what to make of you.
. . . . . . WITH MACE AND THE OTHERS. . . .
"Can you turn that off. . ." Mace asks Marie as a shook Khadijah sits on the floor.
"He nearly got his brains blown out. . . " she hmmms.
"But he didn't. . . " Graciela says, also a shaken mess as she comes back off the phone.
"We're going to get that drive and end this, no more danger. . . I promise . . . " Mace stands.
"What?" Khadijah looks a little astonished.
"I don't trust her either, she's too good at lying." Marie flicks with the computers turning off the screens.
"No! No! You are not putting my family at risk again, no, she saved them you give her twenty-four hours and you let me go home!" Graciela shouts.
"What if she's lying, then the whole world is in jeopardy. . . ."
"Is this about the drive . . . or about Nick?" Khadijah looks at her friend.
"What?" Mace scoffs.
"Look at this . . . " Marie point to the screens, live images of you and Nick in the car come on "I didn't do anything. . . "
"Its her glasses . . ."
"I still think this is a bad idea. . .Graciela's right. . . she's in change of some very dangerous men. . . "
"Not for long . . ." Marie walks away into another room "here I found something . . ." she calls to Mace who walks in the armoury.
"We need to get the drive, we don't know she's telling the truth. . ."
"I hope you're doing this for the right reasons Mace. . . " Khadijah looks at her friend softly before turning back to the computer and doing her thing, pinpointing your location.
. . . . . . . END OF MACE POV. . . . .
"How much longer is it gonna take?" Nick ask as he hands you a glass of whisky whist sitting down with his own, an expensive bottle on the table between you.
"The encryption has multiple failsafes, it takes time." Lin replies, you don't like her smugness.
"You're running out of it. . . " You sip you drink, Nick topping you both up. You turn to one of the men "Geo, medical equipment, top draw to your left, thank you" you say in Romanian and then man obliges.
"No" Nick sees him hand you the first aid bag.
"Yes. . ." You unzip the bag, turning to Nick with a cotton pad and init-septic. "Come. . . " you turn his face a little to look at you.
"Thought you liked it when I gave the orders. . ." he said playfully before wincing "ow. . . gentle"
"Sorry, sir" you said playfully as you lightly brush his cuts.
"Good girl"
"I'm sorry though, about Elijah. . . you're right. . . I should have killed him. . . " Lin looks up at you, she's not convinced you think like that, there's a sudden soft venerability about you, it wasn't acting. . . it was who you really were.
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Come With Me
FanfictionNick Fowler x Reader A Nick Fowler (Sebastian Stan's character in The 355) x Y/N Feminisms takes many forms, as does loyalty. Secret Agents often have secrets, but you're not really an agent, are you?
