See you soon | Nick Fowler

3

Warnings: use of gun, fight, mention of blood/injury, swearing, mention of self starving

Word count: -

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"Go away" you always heard through your earplug.  You even heard one time a shot.

Luis Rojas was fast. You had your problems with your high heels and the plasters. If you knew that you would ran after Rojas, you wouldn't have worn high heels.

Mace ran after the strange women. They were currently running in the subway tracks. The mysterious women sometimes even tried to shoot at her. Luckily, she always missed Mace.

Suddenly a subway approached. Mace ran to the side. She saw the blond haired women in the subway. The women happily waved to Mace.

"Um, Y/n. This women got the backpack and is in the subway" Mace said through the earplug. 

"Thats alright" you answered. "She only has the money. If you ask me, the CIA wouldn't even miss it if you aren't mentioning it. Go back to your hotel. We will stay in contact" you said while running.

"Is that how you always write your reports?" Mace asked. "Yep" you answered.

You saw Nick and Luis fighting. Luis punched Nick into his solarplexus, than into his jewels and Nick fell hard on the ground. Luis took advantage out of it. He continued to run away.

You didn't blink twice and followed him. You still struggled while running.

"By the way, where's Nick?" Mace asked concerned. "He was fighting with Rojas, but I'm pretty sure he's fine" you answered.

After 3 more minutes of running, one of your high heels got stuck in a hole on the street. You stumbled and fell on the ground.

"Shit! Ahh fuck! Shit shit shit SHIT!" you screamed in frustration.

You rubbed both arms open and saw the blood dripping down. You freed yourself from both shoes and stood up again.

Many people looked confused and concerned to you. Some even asked if your alright, but you ignored them.

Running without shoes hurt you. Especially when the streets were hot and you needed to run over plaster and pebbles.

Your gaze concentrated so much on Rojas that you didn't saw the broken glass on the floor.

You stepped into them with your right foot. "Ouch! Fuck! Not again!" you groaned in pain.

That was the end if your chase. Once again, many citizens looked concerned and confused your way.

Mace asked with a very concerned voice "What happened Y/n? You okay? Do you need help?"

"I just fell" you grunted angry at yourself. "I don't think I need help. Go home, I'm gonna contact you. I don't think we will get the drive today"

Mace went home with a bad gut feeling. "Are they both okay?" Mace thought.

Fresh blood poured out from your injury. One old lady asked "Avez-vous besoin d'aide madame?" (Do you need help Ma'am?)

You answered slightly annoyed "No, ça va" (No, I'm okay). With a hiss you stood up.

You limped back to the hotel. "This is my fault. We didn't get the drive. What the FUCK was my problem?! I should have ran after him, even when I had broken glass in my foot" you thought.

You cleaned your wounds with a first aid kit and took out the broken glass. "You deserve this Y/n Y/l/n!" you hissed to yourself.

After that, you took out one of your phones and wrote a message to Mace.

You
Hey Mace
It's me Y/n.  Is Nick with you?
Please contact me as soon as possible.
Greets Y/n

Mace heard her phone buzzing. She looked at it and saw your message. She quickly replied:

Mace
Hi Y/n
No, he's not here yet. Are you
sure he's okay?

You
He has to be. He only got kicked
into his solarplexus and his jewels.

Mace
Ouch. That doesn't sound nice.
I will message you if he's here.

You put on some comfy shoes and went outside again. Although your feet hurts really bad, you still went to the spot where Nick and Luis were fighting.

You were there and looked around very carefully. Although they were fighting, there was no blood on the ground.

There was no sign, that Nick was there. He even didn't left a tray where he went.

You went back to the hotel and still didn't got a message from Mace. You worried. "What happened to him? Or why didn't he went back to the hotel? Did something happen on his way?"

You decided to write Mace another message.

You
Pack your stuff. If he doesn't
shows up till tomorrow, you
will still fly back. Do you copy?

Mace read it and felt a tear slip. She wanted to find him so desperately. Even though she didn't had feelings for him she felt guilty.

"Poor Y/n. She's probably giving the fault to herself. Even when she didn't do anything wrong" Mace thought while she packed her stuff.

Mace dropped the backpack with the weapons off at Y/n's room. They both looked like they had cried.

You knew that this will have consequences for you. You weren't scared from them. More the opposite. You wanted them.

At 9 pm you decided you had enough from thinking about Nick. You loved him, but he was your work partner. You should have known that something like this could happen any time.

You went to bed and cried yourself to sleep. Tomorrow you and Mace will fly back. With or without Nick. The drive was stilling missing and so the money.

But you didn't worry about the money. The CIA had enough money. And if you would come back with the money, you will still get punished for not bringing the drive.

At 2 am your alarm rang. You slowly opened your eyes. You were hungry. Over 24 hours wasn't a good idea, but you had to punish yourself for being such a fool.

You still haven't heard anything from Mace, but you were sure that Nick wasn't there and she will fly back. She knew if she wouldn't fly back, she will get punished too.

But right now the only one that drew the short straw was you.