Missing (Erica's POV)

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Western Long Island

New York

March 5th, 1600

Ben's gone.

I saw him fall into the downstairs.

I watched him get captured, and I couldn't do anything to save him.

I screamed for my mom and grandpa, but they came too late. He was gone

Who knows where they took him, they had an underground tunnel we couldn't access.

I miss my Ben.

But all of us knew the mission comes first. Emotion can't become a problem.

But I can't control it.

I broke down into my mom's arms as soon as we got back to the motel.

All of us were frustrated. We played right into their trap.

We had no information, no idea what the plan was, and one of us just got captured and who knows what's gonna happen to him.

My mom tried to comfort me, but it wasn't helping.

I wish he could just teleport back to me.

That night the three of them left me back in the motel, since I wasn't in the best of shape.

I just ended up stealing one of Ben's hoodies, putting it on, and falling asleep.

I know it's surprising "Your the ice queen, emotions can't be effecting you like this" But I couldn't control it.

He was probably getting tortured by Murray, and I couldn't do nothing to help him.

After a couple hours they came back. They were all in bad moods.

Nothing good has happened on this mission so far. Not one bit.

Except what they just found out "We went back to the warehouse and explored and looked for any clues to what the plans may be, and well we found traces of bombs, huge bombs, and also a paper which we believe is the Boston area zip code" Grandpa explained to me.

I immediately sat up and listened intently, then he asked if he could talk to me outside.

Of course I said yes, we walked out and shut the door behind us.

"Erica, I understand what has happened to Ben, and I understand you two have been dating awhile, but this business is tricky, we can look for Ben after we stop Murray, because I bet Murray knows where Ben is, actually I bet ten dollars Murray is personally with Ben himself, so if you can try and put these emotions aside and help us, we can get Ben back, and more importantly go save New York City, okay darling?" Grandpa was talking to me surprisingly sweet and convincing.

I nodded my head yes, I know he's right.

It's time to find Ben.

TIME SKIP
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March 6th, 0400

We headed out towards Boston early in the morning.

So hopefully we can get there early in the day, and stop this bomb.

We need to figure out what they're gonna bomb though.

So while we were driving to Boston, I was searching the internet for big events happening in New York within the next two weeks.

I couldn't find anything that made logical sense to me. Only if Ben was here to help us.

We came up with ideas like blowing up the Empire State Building or the subway systems.

But none of those made sense, they had no logic behind them.

Eventually we made it to Boston, and we just drove around looking for suspicious activity.

We also watched radio lines, cameras, and more.

We couldn't find anything, maybe were on a wild goose chase.

We booked into a new, nice small hotel in Boston outskirts so we can collect intelligence in that.

Also I forgot to mention we capture 3 of the guards from the warehouse on Long Island to interrogate.

We dragged them into our new room, and duct taped them down to our sofa.

"What is SMASH planning to do?!" My grandpa screamed in their faces.

They all laughed, and to my surprise, Grandpa slapped all of them.

Yes we know, torture is bad, but all we did was slap them, not kill them or nothing.

They all shut up after that, and then my grandpa repeated himself.

The smaller of the three squeaked out "We don't know".

This enraged my grandpa "So you have no idea whatsoever about what in the hell your organization is doing, that may possibly kill millions?" They all winced at the last part.

Its obvious they know something.

No matter how much my grandpa slapped them and yelled at them, they didn't budge.

Hopefully Ben is alright.

Changed it up a little, made it Erica's POV so we're not stuck under Ben's the entire time, hopefully yall enjoy

-CR

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