Chapter 23 - Trust

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Back to base, you thought that Laswell would immediately pull a meeting about the intel in Hassan's phone. But it turned out she just says the team will have a week off until she can make sure the intel is all good.

You're kind of doubting whether you should drop more clues or not after what you pulled in Hassan's interrogation. But rethinking your decision, you decided to just drop the topic.

There's not much that will happen after this anyway. Besides the incident where Laswell was kidnapped. If she really cares about your words, she will be aware of what could possibly happen. You already tried your best to help them. 

Or so you thought. 

In your room, you don't know how much time has passed. You've been tossing around since you lay on your bed. Trying to get some sleep but failing miserably when your mind won't stop spiralling and thinking anything you can think about. 

You decided to get up and sit, then take the folder and open your journal you always brought everywhere. Rereading the file once again, then opening your journal to check the information that might be related.

Besides, there wasn't much time left for a good sleep because it would soon be morning.

After some moments, you finally notice something from the file. And only then do you realise there's this small two-letter alphabet in the left corner of the page.

If you're not checking it over and over again, these little alphabets would be easy to miss. Let alone when someone is holding a file, they will hold the left corner of the paper. Which will cover the words.

ΛW. 

A and W? Or is it a triangle? But what's with the W? Are these people's initials?

You checked each of the three pages, and all three have the same initial on them. You furrowed your brow at the sight. Setting aside the file, you read through your journal. Trying to look for something about AW that maybe you write. 

Three knocks on your door suddenly pulled your focus and shifted you to look in the direction. You quickly gather both the file and your journal, then shove it back into your bag, zipping it.

Then you position yourself to sit tiredly on the side of the bed. Faking yawn when you said "come in."

The door opened, and you see Soap stepping inside. You weakly smile at him before nodding at him to give him permission to enter. 

"Not sleeping well?" He gently asked as he sat beside you on the bed. Making the bed sink from his weight. 

"It's okay. Maybe I'm just too tired and need more rest. Lucky me, we have one week off." You chuckled as you let out yet another yawn. This one is real, and maybe you really are exhausted to the point where your body and mind can't differentiate between one and the other. 

"I'm sorry if I bother you."

You quickly shake your head. "No. If all, you have helped me a lot."

MacTavish smiles at your words, then his hand sneakily makes its way to wrap around you and pull you closer to him. Making your head rest on his shoulder. 

You rolled your eyes at his action but let him do it anyway. Besides, you feel like you need this. "If you keep like this, I might get the wrong idea that you like me." You teased as you lean closer to his side. 

"And if you keep letting me, I might think that you also like me." 

"I am." You chuckle as you close your eyes, feeling safe in his presence. 

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