Get it together

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by sarahlsusan123

Inessa had started to intergrade into the AMMO team as they spent more and more time planning and executing operations to take down the Russian mob influence in Miami piece by piece.

MONTAGE

Inessa sat in the back of the armored SUV, surrounded by the team - Marcus, Mike, Rita, Dorn, Rafe, Armando and Kelly as they all geared and commed up.

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At the shooting range, Inessa practiced with precision as she shot round after round hitting each target, the repetition of the sound of bullets sending her into a trance.

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On another day, Inessa found herself with Rita, Mike and Marcus huddled over a map spread in the centre of HQ. They were strategising their approach for an upcoming mission, Rita pointing out key locations and potential obstacles.

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Inessa sprinted alongside Rafe, Armando and Kelly through Miami's bustling streets. Sirens blared, and the night air was alive with urgency as they pursued a few low level players, weaving through traffic.

Each mission brought her a little bit closer to her teammates, earning each other's respect.

Armando stood in the bathroom watching through the mirror as Rafe left Inessa's room, her soon after as she wondered into the bathroom. She just smirked at him as the two stood side by side in the mirror brushing their teeth.

"un poco debajo de ti" (a little beneath you) Armando said as he spat out his toothpaste. "Oh he was most definitely beneath me, definitivamente" (definitely), she said as she walked out the bathroom.

"My home has become a whore house for the two of you, you're both grown adults, but please for fuck, stop bringing people in my god damn house before someone gets pregnant." Mike shouted at the two as they sat eating and studying case files.

"Dios, lo siento, una chica tiene necesidades." (Sorry a girl has needs), Mike groans slightly in disgust. "No one needs to hear about, tus necesidades" (your needs) Armando mutters under his breath as he eats his food.

"Hola mi familia, barbecue time" Marcus comes barging through with his shitty Spanish. The two had been repeating phrases every now and again to him but he just couldn't get the pronunciation.

The whole AMMO team, along with Marcus' family and Mike's wife stood outside as they cooked up a barbecue.

Inessa, Kelly and Rita stood together as they chatted away, everyone spread out, Inessa making fun of Armando as she made eyes at Rafe. They all chatted and sipped bear, a heavy contrast to the constant rush of the job and to the solo life Inessa had lived for the past 5 years.

"Sorry boss but we just got intel that a major player for a Russian mob is flying into Miami, the head of the Sila family cartel" Dorn spoke up as the team put their beers down and made a beeline for their vehicles, Marcus and Mike kissing their wives goodbye as they apologised.

All failing to notice the look on Inessa's face.