Come With Me

Chapter Eleven: I've Picked My Poison And Its You

You're tidying the kitchen, pottering around waiting for doctors appointment, it had been delayed last minute. You're about to  start checking the cupboards for ingredients to make a cake, Something you'd be craving a lot recently, when you hear it, the shuffling, unmistakable sound of people breaking in. 

"About time" you roll your eyes as you whisper to yourself. Of course, the sound was not an obvious, 'I'm going to steal all your shit' sound. No, the noise was a clear sigh of agent work... as you knew it would be. You knew who it was without even a thought. Setting the security just to her skill set for a while. You'd found her whereabouts tracking her though cameras, and CCTV. You knew she was close by finally and that she would come for her vengeance. Making them fugitives wasn't exactly going to have gone down very well. But, you had to offer them a chance, a chance you would only give once.  And the safest place to do this was from home, a very secure home that you knew well.  Hopefully this would all be sorted in time to make dinner for Nick as he came home from his mission. You smiled to yourself, who said you couldn't be CIA big boss, and housewife of the year at the same time? That's what made women so amazing, that's why you didn't really want them all dead. But needs must sometimes. 

You silently move yourself towards a discretely fake wall in the kitchen, clicked the button on the remote on your phone which slid itself automatically open to reveal a safe room, bomb proof and untraceable. You climbed in, the door shutting with an inaudible lock as the women got closer to the house. 

You had become invisible. They'd no idea you were behind the wall watching their every move, looking into your house through  the hidden cameras, listening though comms as Mace, Marie, Khadijah, Graciela and Lin all walk into your house and begin to plan their revenge, the latter three hanging back a bit, seemingly unsure of Mace and Maries plan. 

. . . . .

"Nice place" you hear Mace say as Nick walks in, placing his keys in the bowl. He's a little shocked at first and then he laughs, leaning against a beautiful while cabinet you filled with vinyls. 

"I knew you'd show up eventually" he chuckles softly. 

"If you knew I was going to show up, one wonders why you didn't spend a little bit more money on a better security system?" 

"You presume we didn't want you to get in" he looks as her, a mix of emotions... she was his friend... but she's also celebrated his fiancé being shot. She lets out a roll of the eyes and a tilt in the brow. 

"Ah the infamous we" she glares. 

"You wanna drink?  Y/N will be home soon. . ." He says as he gets two glasses from the kitchen, thats when you appear beside him. 

"Y/N, I thought you'd be at the doctors?" Mace looks a little astounded as you appear. 

"I'll do that darling" you smile at Nick . . before looking at Mace "It was delayed. . .Ice?" 

"You know I never take ice" You call as Nick walks her into the front room as you sort the drinks, using fresh ice unbeknown to Mace. 

"Always such a tough guy" he says with a friendly banter. 

"One could ask, why is it you two are not behind bars. . . But the better question is, how did you get the agency to promote you?" 

"It's not much of a mystery" Nick looks at you with a smile as you walk in, a tray of drinks, enough for everyone, yours and Nicks with ice, of course yours was only water. 

"I can't help that I had to corrupt the corrupted, in oder to get a lid on things Mace. . . you saw what damage that drive could do." 

"You still betrayed me. . . both of you."