Secret Agents

Chapter 11: A Little Better

He was up.

Finally.

It had felt like ages since Anthony could stand.

His leg hurt like crap that was no lie.

Everything hurt, actually.

From his shot leg, this had a bandage wrapped around the mark, to his chest, which also had bandage covering the mark, and even his head, which ached even though he still wore the "warrior" bandage around it.

Even though he was in pain, it felt great to see the world again.

Anthony checked his pockets to see if Beetle stole his phone.

Nope.

But it was pretty cracked.

"I definitely know where I'm going after this mission is over."

Luckily, the phone worked.

Before Anthony called Ian, he sighed.

It had been forever since he had talked to his best friend.

~

Ian was sitting in him and Anthony's office when the phone rang.

"Twilight!" Ian called predicting it was Agent P.

No movement from the front office.

With that, Ian picked up the phone.

"Hello, Agent P, what's up?"

"Hey Ian, it's me, Anthony."

Ian froze.

"Hello?" the person on the other line asked.

"Is it really you, man?" Ian asked.

"Oh yeah, definitely."

"Everyone thinks you're dead!"

"I kinda can see that." Anthony replied with a laugh.

"Where are you? I can send the agents!" Ian said.

"I honestly don't know."

"How can you not know where you are?"

"Well, all I know is that I'm at some random cottage out in the countryside of Paris."

"That won't be enough, but I can tell the agents to search that way."

"Thanks man."

"So wait, what happened a week ago. Everyone said you were gone!" Ian asked.

"Beetle knocked me out a beat me pretty bad, but this man, don't know his name, helped a brother out."

"That's cool but not cool at the same time."

"I'll agree with you there." Anthony laughed.

Ian smiled, now he just wanted to talk with his best friend for the whole day.

It was great to know he wasn't gone forever.

~

Just sitting out on the cottage porch talking to Ian was the best thing ever for Anthony.

Ian was happy and so was he.

"So I guess I should tell Agent P, huh." Ian said.

"Guess so." Anthony replied.

"I'll see you soon, good to know you're still out there."

"See ya man, good to know Beetle hasn't hurt you or anyone else."

With that, the friends hung up.

And with that, Anthony watched the sky, for he could see Ian in person by tomorrow.

~

After Ian hung up, he could hear someone approaching the room.

"You wanted to see me Ian; sorry I was reading and then I realized you called." Twilight chuckled.

"Oh, yes!" Ian said with a smile.

"What's up?"

Ian sat there, "Just got some news."

Twilight quickly predicted what it could be.

"I'm... I'm sorry Ian."

"What did I do?" Ian asked with a laugh.

Twilight perked up, "Nothing...Just talking about Anthony."

"What about him?" Ian asked.

"Isn't he de...?"

"Alive! Why yes, yes he is."