Mission Impossible

Chapter 31~ Patterns

HARRY'S POV

Fourteen minutes earlier

I stepped outside to get some fresh air, my head still kind of spinning from talking to Clara. I was almost too busy thinking about Clara to notice a familiar van drive by the school. It was the same van Clara and I had rode in with Zayn on our mission for the Rebels. I got suspicious and left the estate to follow the van on foot. It stopped about a mile down the road, and I quickly jogged there, cautiously, but confidently as I was almost positive it was Zayn. Sure enough, as I neared the van, the raven black hair appeared as the passenger door opened. He looked slightly worried as he meet me the rest of the way, wasting no time in getting to the point.

"Is Clara okay?" he asked and I couldn't help but snarl.

"How can you be concerned for her health when you plunged a knife in her side?" I asked him and he looked down at his feet and laughed.

"Because, Agent, she's my fiancée," he said, and the word hurt.

"Ex", I reminded him. Zayn's lips spread into a small grin.

"We'll see about that", he said. We both just stared at each other until he spoke again. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a slip of paper.

"We need you to give Rain this in about a week or so", he told me, and I looked over the paper.

"It's a medical letter for Clara, saying she's ready for the field", I said as I looked back up at him.

"Ah, it can read", Zayn mockd me. "We need you two for a mission soon, so she'll need to be cleared before then."

"I'll never get this by Rain. Those notices are printed on official C.I.A paper, she'll see it's a fake", I told him, to which he just laughed.

"We have one of the best forgers in the world with us. He could hand you a forged copy of your signature and you wouldn't even know you never signed it", Zayn explained, and something twitched inside of me. Something wasn't right, but I couldn't put my finger on it.

"Even so, Rain keeps in contact with the doctors, she'll figure it out sooner or later that Clara was never cleared", I pointed out, picking apart his plan.

"This looks so real she won't even question it", Zayn said.

"Why would you send her out in the field if she's not healed? That's dangerous", I stated.

"Enough with the questions, can you do it or not?" Zayn asked me.

"I can. Doesn't mean I will", I said as I started to walk away from Zayn.

"Remember who you work for, and what's on the line. Who's on the line", he called to me as I walked away, back towards the school.

I sat outside on a bench until I saw the gates open and General Carter's car pull through. He parked and got out, and I stood up to greet him.

"Agent Styles, I'm glad to see your okay. Good work on your mission", he said and I nodded in thanks as we walked into the school, and Rain greeted us. We walked towards Clara's room in silence before Rain spoke.

"I hope Clara is able to give her mission report", she said, and then I figured out what was on my mind. The mission report Zayn showed Clara and I, it could have been fake. He said himself he had one of the best forgers, so we wouldn't know if the report was real or not, and Clara was too blinded with hatred and I was too blinded by her. It seemed like a stretch, yes, but I just had a bad feeling about it, and one of a spies best instincts is their gut.

  Present

  "What? Where?", Clara whispered eagerly as she tried to sit up a little bit. I went to help her and managed to lift her so she was upright.

  "Outside the school right after I left here", I told her.

  "Outside the school? That's so dangerous! Did anyone see him?" she asked me and I shook my head.

  "I don't think so", I told her, although there was no way I could be sure.

  "Well what did he say?" She fired another question. I paused, not sure if I should tell her the truth or not. I wasn't sure if she'd be okay with going out in the field before she's ready. She's stubborn so she just might want to try.

  My pause was suspicious enough by the way Clara was trying to read me so I pulled out the paper Zayn had just handed me and gave it to Clara.

  "He wants us to run a mission for him some time before you'll be ready. So you'll need that to be let out of here", I told her and her eyebrows furrowed.

  "What's the mission?" Clara asked me.

  "I don't know, he didn't give me details, just that he would need us soon", I relayed the message.

  "Well it's dangerous but a little dangers fun", Clara told me with a grin handing me back the letter. "So they don't find it", she explained as I took it back. I stood there for a second not sure what to say.

  "I'll let you rest", I told her, half expecting her to stop me like she had before. I walked away from her bed, and when I reached the door, I found her looking at her lap. "Clara?" I called, trying to bring her back from whatever trance or thought she had gotten lost in.

  "Oh, right, thank you. Bye", she said, resuming staring at her lap as she let me go. I gave her a grim smile that she wouldn't even see before opening her door back up, closing it behind me, and going to meet General Carter out front who would take me back to Greywood, where I planned to stay until Zayn contacted me further.

The next morning I was getting dressed and putting on my shoes to go see Clara when I realized what I was doing. I tugged off my brown boots and laid back down in bed, sighing. This was going to be hard.

CLARA'S POV

I woke up the next day excited to see Harry. I had the nurses help me brush my hair and I waited for Harry. And waited. When it was 12 o'clock I stopped a nurse passing by my door to ask her if she had seen Harry.

"No, I'm sorry, your partner hasn't stopped by today", she told me as a small frown spread across my face. "Would you like me to call for him?" She asked.

"No, that's fine. Thank you", I answered quickly with a polite smile. She returned one and continued on her way. He must be busy.

Turns out he was busy for a whole week. No visits, no phone calls, not even a text. Until one day when he came busting through my door, two bags in his hand.

"We're leaving", he told me.