Secret service

Save Her

Shawn's pov

I am still at the villa waiting for director to respond back to me. I had notified her of Bk's kidnapping and she has all the  CIA's satellites looking for her. It has been four hours since she's been missing. Four hours too long. Every  minute seems like another breath is being taken from my body to the point of death.

I couldn't bear myself to think about what horrible things he could be doing to her or what he has already done. She has already been through so much as regards to being tortured. Hurt physically and emotionally. She was so close to letting go. So close to opening up a little.

I sat on the bed fiddling with the piece of paper between my thumb and index finger. The blood on the paper had me more paranoid. The laptop on the coffee table beeped and I looked up to see the director appear on the screen.

"Agent Carter, we have visuals on agent BK down on the south side of Paris, it appears that James took her to the vacant factory near his office headquarters," she said showing me on the map.

"What is wrong with this guy and warehouses?" I said mainly to myself.

" I have no idea, but I have sent gadgets to help in any way possible since I have no other agents in Paris right now, It should arrive in ten minutes, also I am sending the coordinates of her whereabouts to to your gps watch right now," she briefed me.

"Ok, thank you general," I said about to cut her off.

"Carter one more thing," she said stopping  me.

I nodded for her to continue.

"Your country is counting on you, I'm counting on you to bring back my best agent home safe, and bring that son of a bitch back dead or alive," she said bitterly, shocking me with her bluntness.

"I will do my best general,"
"Be careful agent carter," she said ending the connection.

In no time I gathered all my gadgets and bulletproof vest and was ready to roll out. I walked outside to see a motorcycle in the driveway and no car. What the?? I can't ride a motorcycle. This should be interesting.

I finally pulled up to the warehouse.
It took me almost an hour for a fifteen minute ride. People looked at me crazy every time the bike jerked forward and stopped and then repeated itself over and over again. But I'm finally here. I parked around the back and scooped out the place.

I remember james tactics from the last time. He is always prepared and always has a plan. I placed some quick traps outside in case we had to make a fast departure and were being followed. I overrided the security system to shadow my location in the building.

I strapped the gas/night vision mask to my face and threw the knock out gas through the back door. In no time I heard coughing and bodies falling. I pulled out my gun and entered, making sure I was keeping watch on my blindsides and the gun had its silencer on.

Someone moved around the corner and shot him in the chest, another was on the rails above me and I took that one out too. Clean shot. I'm getting better at this I thought. But it wasn't that. James and his friends just pissed me off by kidnapping BK. The only thing running through my mind was getting her back unharmed.

By the time I was finish with the top floor, there were about twenty three dead bodies laying there and the other ones that were knocked out. I made my way to side of the wall Where there was a elevator that led underground. I quickly reloaded my gun and went down. I was grateful that the elevator didn't make that ding sound when it stopped.

There were about four doors leading down the hall way. I made my way down, opening each door on my way to the last. The control room was the first door I opened. There were two men trying to get the system up and running again. I killed them before they had a chance to turn around.
The second door was filled with guns and equipments but nobody was in there.
The third door was also empty. Screams suddenly filled the warehouse. Loud piercing screams. It sounded like bey.
"Please don't!" She yelled.
"Ahh!!!!" She yelled again.
"Tell me where he is," a male voice commanded.
"I'm not telling you nothing about Jay," she retorted.
"Ah jay, you guys are on nickname bases?" The male voice asked.
"You have broken the ultimate rule agent," he continued, a dull undertone to his statement, almost sympathetic.
"And what's that?" She spat back angrily.
"Spy 101, spies never fall in love," he chuckled.
"Who said I was in love?" She snarled.

I felt my stomach drop. No she would never say that.

"You are because you are protecting him still! even though your are being tortured," he shot back.
There was no reply.
"Now tell me," he shouted again.
"Never," I could almost hear her cocky smile.
"Ahhhghhhh, you son of a bitch!!!!" She cried out. 
"Very well, turn it up," he instructed.
"Ahhhhhhhhh," she screamed again.

In that moment I knew She would be willing to die for me. I know it's her job but the least I can do is do the same for her.
I couldn't take it anymore, hearing her in pain triggered something in me. My love for her took over and In no time i was running towards the door.
I ran straight toward the fourth door busting it open,only to be attacked by a three hundred pound Russian looking guy. He punched me in the face, sending me flying back into the hallway. Bad strategy.
The last thing I remember was feeling my body being pulled.

To be continued.

So both of them are captured now..thoughts?

What will happen next?

Can they survive this?

Thoughts on Shawn's attack method?

Thank you guys for reading. 🙌🏾😘