As Uno and Denise got chased around a mall in the Philippines, they took cover behind one of the buildings.
Uno began calling Lance to bring in the calvery, Denise on the other hand debated on finally confessing to Uno.
"Agent Frost, Agent Starlight. We're on our way. For now, seek cover. Agent Kraken, over and out." Lance said as he went away leaving Uno and Denise alone together in their makeshift cover.
Uno stood up, shot some people then got shot, making his arm wounded by a grazed a bullet. He fell back down to the ground and ordered Denise to patch it up.
After a few minutes of waiting with Uno wounded, the others arrived and single handedly help win them the battle.
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As the plane continued to fly, most of the agents from North Heathson's Swindon HQ fell asleep, execpt for Lance, Uno and Denise.
Denise continued to monitor Uno's injury, Uno began to get bored. Despite him being the most professional and the most sharp witted agents that North Heathson has ever seen, he can still feel restless.
As the minutes ticked by, Denise decided it was time. Her heart pounded as she prepared to speak, feeling the weight of her words pressing against her chest. "Uno," she began, her voice soft yet determined. "There’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you for a long time."
Uno turned his head slightly, his sharp blue eyes focusing on her despite the exhaustion that weighed them down. "What is it, Denise?" he asked, his voice calm, masking the curiosity behind his gaze.
Denise hesitated for a moment, her mind racing with thoughts of their time together, the missions they had completed, the laughs they had shared, and the moments of unspoken tension that hung between them. She knew this was her chance, perhaps her only chance, to tell him how she felt.
"I—" she began, her breath catching in her throat. "Uno, I care about you. More than just as a partner or a friend. You’ve always been there for me, guiding me, protecting me... I’ve realized that I feel something much deeper for you."
Uno’s eyes widened slightly, his usually unreadable expression softening as her words sunk in. "Denise," he said quietly, his voice laced with a mix of surprise and tenderness. "I never expected to hear you say that."
Denise looked down at her hands, her fingers nervously fidgeting with the hem of her shirt. "I know this might be a lot, especially after everything we've been through today, but... I just couldn’t keep it to myself anymore. I’ve been holding back because I didn’t want to jeopardize our work or our friendship. But I can't hide how I feel any longer."
Uno remained silent for a moment, his thoughts swirling. He was usually so focused, so calculated in everything he did. But this, this was something different. Something he couldn’t have predicted or prepared for.
Finally, he reached out, gently placing his hand on hers. "Denise," he began, his voice unusually gentle. "I’ve always respected you, admired you, even. But I’ve been so caught up in our work, in the missions and responsibilities, that I never let myself think beyond that. Hearing you say this... it’s making me realize that maybe I’ve been holding back too."
Denise’s eyes flicked up to meet his, a spark of hope lighting within them. "You mean...?"
Uno nodded, his lips curling into a small, sincere smile. "I think I’ve felt the same way for a while now. I just didn’t let myself acknowledge it. But now, hearing you speak your heart... it’s making me realize how much I’ve been missing by not being honest with myself."
