Warnings: mention of death
Word count: 1113
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You were writing on a report from you last mission. You heard a knock on the door to your office when you wrote: "The suspect got accidentally kicked out from the plane by agent Y/n Y/l/n and died from natural causes." You sighed and shouted "Who's there?"
"Larry Marks, Nick Fowler and Mace" shouted your boss Larry Marks. "Those Mace has a last name too?" you mocked, but knew that he wouldn't answer it.
Marks, Fowler and Mace stepped in. You took a deep breath and brought your attention to them. "Is there a problem Mister Marks?" you said annoyed and pointed to the brunet man and the blond female.
"Yes, because you asked so nicely" answered you boss a little bit pissed off. You rolled your eyes and said "Sorry boss. I was just writting on my report from the last mission. You know that I don't like getting disturbed while I'm writting on it."
"Yes, I know that Misses Y/l/n. How's your report going?" answered he back. "Good" you said. Tim, the guy who shares the office with you mocked "Good? How are you writting in a report, that you threw him out of the plane and killed him with this very kind act?"
You said annoyed "Gravity." Nick chuckled silently and said down on a chair across your desk. Marks exhaled deep and sat down too, followed by Mace.
"Tim, take a break till 10:45 am" said Marks. "But Mister Marks, that's over 20 minutes!" said Tim not so amused. "You meant 37 minutes? Use that time to learn math better, Tim" you snerred at him.
Marks loocked at you with a stern look. You didn't said anything and watched Tim going out of the office.
"Finally I'm rid of the sucker" you said silently. "Misses Y/l/n!" said your boss with a warning voice. You said "Yes Mister Marks?" with the most inoccent voice you can pull off.
"You know acectly what was wrong, but nevermind. So, we had a man that contacted the CIA and said, that he has a drive and wants 3 million Dollars" your boss started.
"You mean this really spectacular drive that can literary attack everything that's controlled with energy and the internet?" you said very interested.
Mace and Nick loocked very surprised to you. "Yes. He's in Paris. Fowler and Mace will get the drive, you're watching and intervene if something goes wrong" he continued.
You nodded interested and asked "What will happen after that? I mean, we got the drive and then? Give it to you? What will happen with it?"
He answered surprised "Well, yes. You will give the drive to the CIA."
"Hmm." you murmured.He stood up and said "You three are discussing how you do it. Mace and Fowler will be in a different hotel than you."
You nodded and waited till he was outside. Then you sighed and and tapped into your report "His last words were: You will never get the drive!"
"Why so pissed off panther?" asked Nick and tilted his head a little bit to the side. "Cause I can" you answered.
"Y/n, how did you now about the drive? And why are you so pissed of since he mentioned that we will give him the drive?" whispered Mace.
You sighed and said "Because the suspect from my last mission mentioned something about a very high-tech drive. I'm a pissed off because I have that emotion."
"And we all know that you're not that kind of person that's very fast pissed off. So why are you pissed of panther? And don't think that we will give up" said Nick.
You shifted in your seat, took a deep breath and whispered "I think we have moles in the CIA. I don't trust them with a drive like that. It's more than just a drive. It can destroy the future, lifes from humans, animals and other organisms."
Mace and Nick both nodded understanding. Mace asked "How do we wanna do it?"
You said "You and Nick are in Paris. You're a couple that's on the honeymoon, but please do not do what couples do on their honeymoon in your room. That's really gross."
Nick chuckled and said "Alright. In this file is the address were we are going to meet him"
You took the file out of his hand and looked fast over it. Then you typed the address into the computer. "That's a café. You two are going to sit near him and accidentally switch the back packs. I'm sitting on a different table studying the architecture from Paris. If something goes wrong, I intervene, if not I don't intervene. Got it?"
They both nodded. "Alright panther. See you in Paris then." said Nick. They both went out.
You smiled and finished the report. Panther. That's your nickname Nick gave you some years ago. Panther's are very elegant, fast, strong dangerous and intelligent. And they sometimes maybe even cuddles. You love that nickname. It's a very unusual one and describes you very well.
At 10:51 am Tim came back into the office. "You had a 43 minutes break. I thought you didn't even want to have a break?" you said disinterested.
"Yeah and? Didn't knew that it interest you Y/l/n. Are Nick, Mace and our boss still alive or did you kicked them out of the window like you last mission?" Tim mocked.
"Oh, they're all still alive. But I can't promise this to you if you continue to smoke more than 3 cigarettes in 10 minutes" you said cold.
Tim said nothing more. You hated the smell from cigarettes. He knew that. That was probably also the reason, why he smoked around 15 cigarettes in his break.
At 3:15 pm you went home. You couldn't stand being longer around the brunet Tim. He bothers you every time when he's in your shared office. Just the smell of him is enough to piss you off.
You packed your stuff for tomorrow. You will fly in a private jet, because you're playing a rich female from Sweden that studies old architectures.
Nick and Mace will fly with a normal plane to Paris at 6:05 am. You will fly at 4:45 am, because you will prepare some equipment for you, Mace and Nick.
You will drop their equipment in wich you unobtrusively break into their room before they arrive.
You will meet the man at around 11:30 am in the café.
At 10 pm you went to bed and set your alarm clock on.

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