Danger Zone. ● Sterling Archer.

A Going Concern.

RETURNING back from Gstaad felt like a complete bummer, and not only because we had to return back to actual work, but because I was getting attached to the place. After successfully taking down El Frente, keeping Anka safe, and making sure she didn't cause Archer to be imprisoned, we were able to enjoy the rest of the trip with ease.

We even got invited to Anka's birthday party the following day, Konrad's way to not only apologize for his daughter's outrageous behavior, but a thank you for protecting her. Anka, herself, still felt bad about her actions that she even agreed to combine my birthday with hers, that way I was able to celebrate mine, too, which I was really grateful for.

Her party was amazing, too, she had delicious food, a kicking band, activities to do indoors and outdoors, which Ray was able to give me that ski lesson, which I kept falling in the snow, making Anka's friends laugh at me but it was a great experience, and I still had a fun time.

But, now, it's over as it falls on Monday morning back in New York.

I was at ISIS, sitting in my office at my desk, wearing red converse, black leggings with my holster belt, a white long sleeve shirt, and my hair up in a bun. I was leaning back in my chair, smiling lightly as I stared at the snowglobe that Archer gave me for my birthday that I held in my hand.

I didn't know why I appreciated this gift so much. Maybe because it was cute? Maybe I thought Archer was sweet for getting it for me? Or maybe it just shows how close we all really are, even through tough times, it was like we were... a family, a very, very, very dysfunctional, wild family.

And, just like any other family, certain events will take place to test the strength of one, and today was gonna be our turn to prove if our bond was either strong enough to fight, or weak enough to flight.

But, the problem was, none of us could've predict what was still yet to come, and lucky for me, I was gonna be one of the first ones to find out.

I gasped softly as my office's door flew open, nearly causing me to drop the snowglobe on the floor as Archer rushed in, closing the door behind him. I looked at him, slight widened eyes as I furrowed my eyebrows.

Archer was dressed in his usual suit, and on the side of his head was a dry, blood soaked bandage, ironically in the same place he had one during that Norman Bates episode of his, and looking just as angry, too.

"Archer, what's wrong?" I asked, sitting up in my chair as I placed the snowglobe down onto my desk as he flashed me a small, clear vital tube, which appeared to have some sort of microchip in it. "What is that?"

"I told Krieger about those headaches I was getting," Archer began, which was true, even though he managed to survive not getting frostbite, or even pneumonia, back in Gstaad, he started to complain about headaches. "so, he runs a cat-scan and finds this in my brain."

"What?" I questioned, surprised, as he handed me the tube to look inside of it, causing my eyes to widened as it was definitely a microchip with Russian markings on it. "Archer, this looks like a computer chip or-"

"Kreiger thinks it's a linked satellite mind control device." I glanced up at him as he cut me off, and sat down in one of the chairs in front of me.

"What?" I questioned, again, in surprise. "Why the hell is.." I trailed off as he quirked up his eyebrows in a way to tell me I shouldn't continue my questioning, and should already know the answer. "Oh my God." I said, my face dropping in realization as I set the tube down on my desk.

"Yeah." Archer nodded. "It explains why I freaked out that night."

"Wait, why would Nikolai put a mind control chip in your brain, programmed to force you to try and kill Malory?" I questioned, causing Archer to shrug slightly as he crossed one leg over the other.