Welcome finally to the final chapter in this story, Chapter 14 - thank you everyone for the love, support and patience that you have all had during this story and waiting for this final update - now to celebrate not only this story reaching over 5.8k views this will be a long chapter with two videos and gif present - enjoy this final chapter!!!
The mood shifted in the room once again as we all seemed to study Stiles's behaviour, he kept opening and closing the bag as though checking and confirming what was inside, he seemed to take a scrap of paper out before popping it in the bag.
"When? Sir!" Stiles asks toward Stan who looks towards Irene who just nods as Stan reaches inside his coat pocket and pulls out what looks like a plane ticket and hands it towards Stiles who takes it and places it inside his bag without even looking at what it says.
"Final job Mitch, then you can disappear for good. Never see me nor Stan again!" Irene states and I hate the way that sounds, as in all the spy movies I have seen disappear normally means that they are either mind wiped and dropped off far away with no memory or they are killed. No way am I letting him leave my life once more.
"Hang on, wait a moment. I have just got you back in my life and now you are disappearing again. How long will you be gone for? When are you coming back? Are you even coming back? What happens if you.." I started going into a spiral before I feel a sharp pain across my face as Stiles recalled his hand after smacking me around the face.
"Dude, breathe before you give yourself an Asthma attack again." Stiles states before sitting back down as I rub my face.
"Scott did have some good points in between his panic rants, what happens next? Are you finishing this mission and then you will come home to us?" Noah asks and I am happy he is able to ask Stiles in a move calming way, but I can still hear his heart racing just as much as mine is.
"The job I have you have no way to predict what can happen, the same way with anything in life. When you leave the house on any given day, you are never guaranteed to return home in the evening." Stiles advises and it was like he was saying there is a chance he was going to die but didn't want to tell us he was going to die as we would either sit on him or refuse for him to leave this room.
"That does not feel me with a lot of confidence, but you are like a bad penny." Coach states and it was nice to see his softer side make a small break through before switching back to his normal grumpy and pretending to not care.
"Cheers Coach, I think. Everyone please relax before you wolf out or give yourself a mental breakdown; our destiny is already written no matter how hard we try to fight or change it. So once we leave this room and go our separate ways, destiny has already decided whether or not we shall see each other again." Stiles states and a look of peace appears on his face as he speaks and that is the deepest, I think I have heard him speak in a long while.
On that cheerful note I think it is time we wrap up Mitch's adventure and see his final confrontation with The Ghost where he will be the heroic man, we all know again or is this one battle too far for our gallant hero and protector?
"Dang weird voice person; you could have a future doing voice overs on movie trailers. I know exactly what is about to happen and I am on the edge of my seat waiting to see what happens." Stiles states and I notice that he has also acquire a bag of popcorn; but when did he even leave his seat or is there a magic button somewhere.
Flattery gets you know where young man, nor will delay me in showing this memory.
"Can't blame a guy for trying, can you?" Stiles states before slowly sinking further into his chair as though trying to camouflage himself into the chair. How bad is this about to be?
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