"Undercover Love"

Chapter 3: The escape

He stood there staring at us, I felt naked under his look...which I kinda was because I was in my bra. He approached us slowly.

"Get her a doctor" he yelled to the security outside. 

I was confused but glad. I followed the security and sat on a chair next to a tall person. He gazed me so I fell asleep. When I woke up I was back in the room next to Mia. 

"What time is it?" I asked slowly opening my eyes. 

"How would I know?" Mia answered reminding me that we were on enemies ground. I was starving. We needed to get out of here. I got up and started walking in circles until Tristan walked in for the second time in less than 24 hours. 

"I'm here to interrogate you so relax, tell me everything and we might not end your life." he said in a light tone. 

"You got here to get the file into the car but we already have it question is what's mission O92.7?" he asked raising an eye brow. 

"Classified" Mia and I declared looking straight into his eyes. 

He scoffed raising both of his eye brows looking jaded. In smirked and took me up putting me against the wall. 

"Let me ask again" he spoked with a smirk forming on his face. At this moment entered 5 of our agents. Guns started shooting. One of them took us into a van parked in the hallway. All of them got him as enemies agent started coming. 

"Where's the exit?" I asked as the driver started the army van. 

"Don't know but let's find out!" he exclaimed as he sped up towards a wall. Its broke in a thousand pieces as we were now on a shady road. Some cars started following us, people started shooting at the car. 

"Okay, John you try to find an escape, Mia you cover for us from the celling's window and Quinn you do not move okay? Your wound is still...Holy shit maybe they got a tracker into you! Try to see if there's one!" He yelled cause the wind was making a lot of noise. 

I opened took a medical scissors and cut the threads closing my wounds. I took a random shirt to avoid bleeding too much. I looked into them slowly even though the pain was unbearable. I finally found a tracker, I tossed it out the window. 

"Effectively there was one" I yelled. I suddenly heard a gun shot feeling my whole body frizzing, Mia had blood all over her shirt at the level of her shoulder. The 3 other person in the van started taking care of her at the back of the van. 

"We need to be 3 to take care of her sergeant!" One of them declared. 

"I'll cover for us" I yelled. I much tighter wrapt my shirt upward my stomach and took a machine gun before going halfly out the window. I saw a guy trying to shoot one of our tires, I aimed him and pulled the trigger. He fell off the car. I started shooting them until I saw a guy, a tall muscular guy with black hair and brown eyes a handgun in his hand. 

"What type of gun do you think they used to shoot her?" I asked anxiously. 

"Handgun for sure" a guy answered. 

I took a grenade and walked towards the commandant who was driving. 

"Okay when I say go you sped as much as possible okay?"

He nodded, I went back to the window and triggered the grenade. It exploded and I saw the guy fell off the car. 

"That's what happen when you try to shoot my team asshole" I said coldly. We drove back to the agency. I was glad to find my room back, I looked at the view peacefully thinking of all that had happened. I sat down on my bed and for once went into the dinning hall. Has I entered every eyes turned on me, they all started cheering for me as I took a plater.