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partners - cth

when you were little, being a spy seemed like a far away dream, but here you were, racing down a sleek, mirrored corridor, gun gripped tightly in your fist.

there was this feeling within you, like your heart was expanding within you, ready to burst out of your chest, ready to stain your uniform, ready to stop you from partaking on a suicide mission.

"stay low, cal, don't give in just yet." you muttered to yourself, picturing your partner tied up in an interrogation room, sweat collecting in beads across his forehead. and a gun, too, the barrel rubbing the back of his head. at the other end of the weapon, a criminal smirking down on the tight-faced boy.

you skidded to a halt, body pressing to the reflective wall. a door, with one small window on it, was beside you. and through it, you could see the image in your head. it was real, he was in there, and it was up to you to decide whether or not he made it out alive or not.

you couldn't hesitate any longer, and you crouched, sliding to the other side of the door. you could hear a deep voice, a tone of snide and smugness coating his words.

"mr. hood, oh, mr. hood ... you should know, calum, how i've been dreaming of this moment." there was a hard clicking noise, it echoed through the walls, it rang in your ears. "to see you so weak, to see how the life drains from those eyes, to see the color fade from your face. and that time, unfortunately for you, is now." then there was a hearty laugh, rough to your ears. there was no more time left to wait.

the laugh would stop, abrupt and silencing the space until another noise followed it up. the sound of the heavy door swinging open slowly, creaking and causing the criminal to whip around, gun raised now at the empty doorway.

footsteps dragged to the door, the sound of the gun clicking impatiently. his finger was getting fed up, it was getting more and more trigger happy by the second.

and that's when he stepped out, waving his gun down one direction of the hall. he never got the chance to aim towards the other end, as a foot swung out towards his back and a fist narrowed down on to his neck. you had found a sweet spot, and the man fell with a grunt.

you didn't wait any longer, darting in to the room to see your partner struggling around, tangled to the chair and blindfolded. he must've heard you, though he didn't know it was you, someone he trusted, his partner.

and that panicked him. you could hear his heavy breathing, the way his voice couldn't control itself when he yelped out.

"please! my god, please. d-don't." he yelled out, you could see him shaking, his lips trembling. it hurt, it hurt to see him so shaken up. calum had saved you at one point or another, but he'd never been this close to death, seconds away from no return.

you were undoing the cloth around his face, putting a hand on shoulder for a moment and rubbing it steadily. "it's me, calum. i'm gonna get you out of here. are you hurt?" you murmured, tossing the blindfold to the floor and then freeing his arms from around his back too.

he turned around to look at you, seeing that what you had mistaken for sweat was tears. calum would shake his head very slowly, then rubbing his temples with shaky fingers.

you would smile softly. that was your dude, that was your one and only partner. you couldn't lose him, just as much as he couldn't without you. you two were a duo. your hand would fall down to his back to pat it, getting ready to maneuver your way out of the building and get him back to headquarters.

"you did good today, bud, you did really good."

author's note: that was pretty angsty, sorry if u had a heart attack,,, hope u enjoyed !!! xx