See you soon | Nick Fowler

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Warnings: swearing, fight, gun, blood

Word count: 1166

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Khadijah was already trying to get to him, but didn't succeed. Mace walked to him, but got grabbed from behind.

Schmidt held Mace in a chokehold and they both continued to fight.

The last 3 bodyguards came towards them. Mace and Marie fought them off together. Marie then got a gun and shot at Rojas.

He fell on the ground. The columbian woman screamed for help. A different guy went to them and stole the drive from him.

He ran away with it and got on a boat. The boat started and he drove away.

The shot man was bleeding from his stomach. It didn't last long, till the floor was covered in red liquid.

The unknown women covered his wound with her hand. She still screamed hysterical for help. Sometimes in Spanisch or sometimes in English with an Spanisch-accent.  

Mace said "Khadijah, where are you? We have a slight problem."

She answered "I'm outside. What's our problem?" "Rojas got shot and I think somebody else got the drive" answered Mace.

"Oh! I'm calling for help. Make sure you disappear before they're here" ordered Khadijah.

Mace felt awful for going away before somebody was helping him, but knew that if she was there when the police arrived, that she would be in bigger trouble.

She walked out of the fish market with a bowed head that was hidden behind her hood.

2 hours later Mace and Khadijah were together in a hotel room. They already tried to call you 4 times, but you never picked up the phone.

"Fuck Y/n. What the hell are you doing? We need you help. Please, pick up the goddam phone!" Mace said anxious.

She always called Y/n for advice if something went wrong on a mission. Usually, Y/n always had a good plan.

After the 23th call you finally picked up. "Mace?" you asked with a broken voice.

"Y/n finally! What the hell were you doing?! We need your help! We were really close on getting the drive, but now we have a problem!" shouted Mace anxiously into the phone.

"Stop Mace! Slow! Tell me everything from the beginning, yeah? Oh and who's we by the way?" you answered a little stressed.

"Oh yeah ok. Sooo, you now that Nick is dead right? So, Marks said to me, that he can't let me officially on this mission, but I could go on my own. Then I wen't to London to get Khadijah on my team. She agreed and we booked a flight to Rome. We found him here in Rome and he went to a fish market with a mysterious woman and some bodyguards. Oh and I meant Luis Rojas. Then when I wanted to get close to him, the german spy appeared out of nowhere. We all ended up in a fight and the german spy shot at Rojas. Then a different guy came and stole it from Rojas" Mace said.

There was a knock on the hotel room door. Khadijah took a gun and went to the door. She opened it and saw the women and the spy.

She pointed the gun at Marie. Schmidt also pointed a gun to Khadijah. Khadijah walked backwards into the room. Marie and the women stepped into the room.

Mace looked surprised and didn't payed attention to the phone call.

"Mace! Mace? You here? What's happening? Who's the german spy?" you said it with a harsh tone. You usually never use a harsh tone, but right now you were just scared to lose hints for the drive.

"Why are you here?" asked Khadijah cold. "We need help. I think you know a lot more than I do. This lady right here will help us too" answered Marie.

"Hello! Mace! Mace! You there!" you shouted through the phone. Mace finally realized that she was on a call and said "I'm putting you on speaker."

You took in a deep breath and asked again "Who's here with you and Khadijah. Who's this german spy?"

"Khadijah, the german spy Marie Schmidt, I and ...?" said Mace and looked with a questioning facial expression to the nameless woman.

"Graciela Rivera" she answered with a strong accent. "Are you from Spain? Are you also a spy?" you asked through the phone.

"No, I am just a therapist. I'm not made for stuff like that. I have a family!" said the women almost crying.

"Graciela, everything is alright. We're helping you to get home. But I assume that if you're going home now, that they will follow you home snd kill your family. Take a deep breath okay? I'm Y/n by the way. Do we know the german spy?" you said with a calming voice.

Graciela nodded, but you couldn't see it, but you assumed she did what you told her.

"Oh yeah I forgot to tell you this. She's this „waitress" from our last mission" answered Mace.

"Oh" is everything you managed out. "Is now everything clarified?" asked Maris with an annoyed voice.

"Yeah. Why are you with Mace and Khadijah?" you asked.

"I need your help. Graciela got something from the guy and I think you know more than I do" she answered.

"Hmm. Graciela, are you ready to tell us what he gave you? Just take a few deep breaths okay?" you still talked with a calming voice, so Graciela won't freak out.

Graciela nodded and took a few deep breaths. She than managed to say "Luis gave me this phone. I don't know why he gave it to me."

Khadijah took the phone and observed it closely. "You need a fingerprint to get into the phone" she said.

"Graciela, can you try to put the finger onto the phone?" you asked curious.

She nodded and putted her finger onto the phone. She was surprised that it worked.

Khadijah observed it again and said "I think it's a tracker for the drive. It look like somebody has it. There's also a point on the map in Monaco."

You sighed and said "Marie, Mace, Khadijah and Graciela, fly to Monaco. I will try to get to you as fast as I can. You have my number. Oh und Marie, ich vertraue dir. Bitte hör auf uns wenn wir dir etwas sagen (Oh and Marie, I trust you. Please listen to us if we say something)"

Marie looked surprised "Ich werde das tun, solange ihr mir auch zuhört. (I will do that, as long as you are listening to me)"

"You can speak german?" asked Mace out of curiosity. "Yes, now book your flights. See ya soon" you answered.

You heard several bye's before the call ended. You took your suitcase and started to pack some clothes.

Your plan was to „disappear". Well, it's not really disappearing but you just wouldn't appear for work.

Later you booked a flight and decided to stop your tradition with tomatoes. Maybe this tradition gave you bad luck.