Find the bomb and defuse it. These directives sound simple enough but nothing's ever simple when Tobin is involved. She's been taught to be prepared for spontaneous stunts like this, but when over 19,000 innocent lives lie in the balance of your hands, it can get kind of nerve wracking. The focus wasn't about taking out Alex Morgan anymore, but it was about saving these people.
15 minutes was the allotted time Tobin had to find and defuse the bomb. She already made up her mind of what she was going to do. Tobin stashed the equipment under a random seat. She concealed a knife in the waist band of her sweatpants before immediately sprinting to the opposite side of where she was standing. There's two men up top so she's going to take them out quickly and quietly to avoid causing any chaos.
"Any hint as to where the bomb is?" Tobin asked.
"No, but we are trying to detect it. Lauren is pulling up thermal imagining right now." Abby responded.
Tobin slowed down her pace when she approached the men. She dropped to the ground and hid behind a row of seats while eavesdropping on their conversation.
"What did our boss have to say?" One of them asked with a heavy English accent.
"Approximately 12 minutes until the bomb will detonate. He says to remain in position for now." The other informed. He also had a heavy English accent.
"This place is gonna be a complete mess after. How're we gonna get out of here?"
"What do you mean? There's a finish point after every mission. We move when boss says so." He said. "Now get into position."
They turned to face the field and Tobin decided that this was her moment to attack. They're both armed with pistols, but that won't be a problem for her. She grabbed her knife and quickly closed the gap between them. She jabbed the weapon into one of the mans chest before pushing him to the ground. He laid face down already drawing a pool of blood. The other man reacted. He reached for his pistol and aimed it at Tobin's head.
"Don't fucking move!" He shouted. He gripped the gun with unsteady hands. From his lack of experience and the frightened look in his eye, Tobin knew right away that he was a rookie.
"If you shoot, everyone in this stadium will hear." Tobin said calmly with her hands up, one hand clutching the bloody knife.
"I don't care. Drop the knife."
"Okay, okay." Tobin bent down, ready to drop the blade but little did he know that she was exceptionally skilled in knife throwing. Tobin flicked her wrist at the last second, the knife piercing his bicep causing him to drop the gun. She jumped up instantly kicking the gun far out of his reach. She yanked the knife out of his arm and grabbed his wrist holding it tightly behind his back while he groaned in pain.
"I know there's a bomb here. Tell me where it is." Tobin asked.
"I can't." He managed to get out.
"I won't ask again. Where is it?" Tobin repeated, more demanding this time. She applied more pressure to his arm.
He winced in pain, "You don't understand." He chuckled, "If you don't kill me now, they will later."
"Who's they?"
"The organization that I work for. Their name is of no significance to you."
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Crucible {ON HOLD}
FanfictionTobin Heath is a highly trained assassin. At a young age, she was forced to join The Program. Overtime, Tobin has become a killer with no remorse until she is presented with her next assignment. She's been on missions before, but this mission is dif...
