FALLEN

Chapter Eighty Three

Cy's P.O.V

"Good job Mikey." I say turning in my chair, looking at my watch I call in my PA.

"Yes Mr Kensington?"

"Cancel my meetings for today, there's somewhere I have to be."

"Are you sure sir, your lunch with Mr Gates is today."

"I'm sure, send my apologies and if you can order him that bottle of scotch he likes, that'd be great."

"Straight from Ireland?"

"Today." Hanging up I get up and grab the keys. "Let's go." On my way I call my pilot and tell him to get a plane ready.

"Boss-"

"You're coming with me Mikey, I need you to gather as much information as possible while I handle the rest. Make sure you don't leave a trace, because from what you've told me, fucking up could be bad for her." He nods and we fly out. I didn't think Mia would end up being this much of a problem, if anything goes wrong in our plans Aurora's life will be in serious danger. "I miss you Angel." I say lowly sighing.

"Don't worry boss, we'll get her out safe and sound." Mikey says reassuringly.

Aurora's P.O.V

"10."

"Red." We greet each other in passing, I could have sworn I saw him roll his eyes when I said that name. Standing in line we all wait for John to arrive.

"TEN-HUT!" Red yells and we all salute.

"Addies soldiers." He says and we put our hands down. "I hope you're ready men because today is going to be one hell of a training session. You showed me with your last mission that I'm not training you men hard enough so from this day on, this place will be your personal hell." Not training us hard enough? Is he serious, my body is just about ready to break. "Oh, and for every team I put her on, 10 is in charge. Dismissed." My mouth opens and closes but no words come out. As I watch John leave my eyes land on Cyan and I see him glare at John. Murmurs start building up around me, great, just when they were settling down this happens. They're going to despise me all over again. Heading back to our rooms, we strap on our training gear and head to the training grounds. From lifting impossible objects, sparring and even training in the cold waters, the sun sets while we're still training and by the time we finish everyone is right about ready to collapse. The cold water is seeping into my wounds, I can feel it and if I don't disinfect them and get warm I could seriously get sick.

"That's it for today, head back to your rooms and rest up." We all sigh after Red's announcement, trying to get up I feel my legs lock.

"I can't get up." I whisper more to myself than to anyone else. Trying again and failing I settle back on the ground, John and I lock eyes as he heads back and he starts making his way to me. Ugh fuck my life.

"Did you not hear you were dismissed?" He asks examining me, even though my body aches, my legs are locked and my body is trembling, I will not let this ass see it.

"I did sir."

"Then hop to it soldier." I look down sighing.

"Yes sir."

"Today soldier." His voice goes up an octave, bending my knees to get up they don't lock this time but I still take it easy, standing upright I look at him dead in the eyes.

"Happy sir?" You can tell by the fire in his eyes that he'd love nothing more than to probably bash my head into the ground, and considering how weak I am right now, this might be the only time he'd actually get away with it.