Chapter 2

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Unknown POV

I wake up at about midday and drag myself to the bathroom to throw up. Once I'm done I rinse my hands with the semi clean cold water and splash it on my face looking in the scummy mirror. My face looks gaunt from lack of eating and tiredness. My skin is pale and I look ill because of the alcohol. My eyes that hold so much pain looks dead, and my body is way to thin to be considered healthy. I look away in disgust at the sight of me. I walk back into my room which is the only room in the house that isn't destroyed and it doesn't look like no one has been living there in years. I go over to the half empty bottles of alcohol and decide which one to take. I end up grabbing the one in front of me and walk over to the two laptops I have and turn them. On one of them I quickly hack into the agency I used to work for and search up missions that are active. I notice the name I was looking for right at the top and I open it to access the details of the mission. Most of it has been covered but I get the main idea of what it is they need him to do. I sigh closing my eyes. It was only a matter of time before they were going to send him on this mission. I notice that he is also going with someone else and I can't stop the slight sting of hurt that appears in my chest but I push it away. Grabbing one of my phones I make a call. It rings once before it is answered.

"Hello?" Someone on the other end says sounding confused.

"Terin. I need you to deliver a message." I tell him. I hear him suck in a breath.

"Why would you want my help?" He replies back.

Dean POV

As Chase and I arrive at our safe house I can't help feeling pleased. Our mission allows us to be business people so we get luxuries. We walk in and I immediately sense something is off. As does Chase as he looks at me and gives a slight nod. We don't close the door so it doesn't make a noise and we walk quietly into the main room. There sitting on the sofa is a figure dressed in black with a smirk on his face. I get my gun out and aim it at him but Chase places his hand on top of it as if to say no.

"What are you doing here?" Chase hisses at him. The guy stands up and I get a look at his face. His striking purple eyes seem to be very bright.

"Chase." He says with acknowledgment.

"Don't play games with me Terin." Chase snaps. I look at the guy Terin, he purses his lips,

"I thought I'd come see how you were and how my sister was. Haven't heard anything of her in a couple of years." He tells him. I notice Chase stiffen beside me.

"Alian is dead." He says emotionless. I look to see how Terin takes the news, and he seems to take it bad but his eyes betray him slightly, because they do not show true sadness.

"I-i think I should go." He says walking towards the door behind us. He stops when he gets to Chase and puts his hand on his shoulder.

"I'm very sorry... She truly loved you." He tells him before walking out the door and slamming it shut. I look at Chase and see his fist is clenched tightly. He walks off into a room without saying anything and slams the door shut so loudly that the apartment shakes slightly. I stand awkwardly and try to get my head around what just happened. I come to the realisation that I should probably tell Pete like he asked me to, but how? I walk into my room when the idea pops into my head. I'll write eveything down in a notebook and give to him when I next see him. I quickly write down everything I remember from the conversation, and who Terin is. I end up sitting in my room looking through the mission report when Chase knocks on my door and opens it.

"You don't need to worry about Terin. However I wouldn't report it either because they'll likely put you up for interrogation." He warns me.

"Why?" I ask,

"Because there are a lot of people who want him and will kill you to find out any information." He hisses. I frown,

"But then if he was Alia-" I get cut off,

"Don't say that name."

"But then if he was your partners brother surely they would've taken you?" I ask. Chase smirks slightly,

"I got immunity with them, they can't touch me." He says obviously thinking over something but then his eyes seem to grow in anger and sadness. He shakes his head and looks at me. "Pizza or Chinese?" He asks changing the subject. I look around my room.

"Pizza. Meat feast." I reply. He nods his head slightly and walks out. I let out a grunt of annoyance. Chase is obviously hiding something like Pete said and I want to know what, so I'm going to find out, even if he kills me. Once I've got rid of my annoyance I walk out to the living space and take in a proper look around. Chase is sitting on the couch flicking through the channels on the TV trying to find something.

Chase POV

I look down at the note Terin gave me when he brushed past. It reads:

.worra eht dniM .teertS repraH 12 - gindliub denodnabA

Figuring out that it is in some code or something I sigh and fold it up putting it in one of my socks. I'll figure it out another time. I look at my bed and lie on top of it. If that note is what I think it is then I'll be able to find her.

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