*Niall's POV*
"OUCH DAMN!!!"
"Niall stop being a baby."
"Well Megan not everyone is use to getting shot and stitched up." I say looking down at the doctor taking the bullet out of my shoulder and stitching me up.
We are in FBI headquarters because apparently when Megan left the gang when she was younger FBI asked her to try and take the gang leaders down. Or at least that's how Megan explained it. She said that they paid for her to hook up her car with all kinds of combat tools.
Megan smiles at me from the doorframe as I cringe away from the needle he wants to stitch me up with.
"Niall stay still unless you want to pass out from blood loss." The doctor said looking at me holding the needle.
"Well can you numb it or something?"
The doctor stands up and walks past Megan. When he's gone Megan starts to laugh.
An FBI agent walks up to her
"Phone call for Megan Geamn."
She turns giving him a harsh glare.
"I'm kinda busy." She said gesturing to me.
"Ma'am it's the president."
"Well tell him I will call him back."
"Ma'am it's the president. You can't say no to the president."
"Well I just did so get lost."
The FBI agent looks at me
"Megan go talk to the president." I say waving her away.
Megan turns to the FBI agent.
"You're lucky he likes Obama." She says snatching the phone.
She starts to walk away as I hear her say 'what' angrily into the phone.
The doctor came back in to room. He came in and started to wrap the gauze around the top half of my body and shoulder over the bullet wound. Every time the gauze tightens a little bit more around my shoulder. It feels like knives digging into my shoulder. The doctor said that was normal because of the stitches.
Just as the doctor finished wrapping me up, making me in capable to move, Megan walked back in. Her eyes were red but she looked pissed more than anything. She flashed me a warm smile but I knew better.
I opened my arms. Megan ran up and hugged me, sitting on my lap. I ignored the pain because I imagine Megan was hurting worse. She put her face in my chest and I rubbed circles on her back with my thumb. By now the room had cleared and it was just us two.
"What happened Megan?" I whisper in her ear.
She pulled back looking me in the eyes and then looking down.
"The president." She took a deep breath "wants me to go and find Francisco Smith." I just stared at her.
I honestly have no idea who that is.
"He is at the top of the most wanted list now that X is off. The president is using my as an undercover agent to get him arrested like Mr. X."
"I don't want you to go."
"You can't really say no to the president."
"So I don't want to loss you."
She grabbed my face pulling it towards hers and placed her lips on mine and then pulled away. She hugged me and whispered
"If you love something let it go and if it comes back its yours to keep. I will come back I swear."
