When there were you and I ~ a 707/Luciel/Saeyoung x MC story

Chapter 6 - Attack

He heard a click behind him. Vanderwood must be back. "Stalking from the inside now I see?" he said, snickering. This was one person he spoke to about his actual work. His 'maid'. His 'Handler'. Vanderwood was in charge of taking care of him, and learning the ropes from Seven of infiltration and hacking. They'd met at training  and stuck together ever since then. While Seven was the more gifted of him, Van was charged with psychologically and physically handling and caring agents. Cleaning up for him, making sure he worked, ate and all that. That's how it started but now he was more than that. He kept Seven grounded.

"Something's up", he said. "I don't care", Van replied. "Have you finished with today's work?"

"Done and taken care of. It's all there on the dining table. Now let me be., Seven replied gruffly, pulling his legs up to his chair. Van walked over to the table and looked over the papers Seven had mentioned. "You're not being yourself when it comes to her. Do you know that? Remember-."Seven snorted at that. Remember? How could he forget? They made no personal connections in this line of life. Still... she was different.

"Just making sure she doesn't do anything stupid.", he said. "She cut it out? All that hair? And what happened to her hand? Mind if I watch too?...", Van asked, draggin a chair by him, and sitting down. Seven grunted his consent. He couldn't really kick him out.. But as long as Vanderwood didn't watch the things only he wanted to see, he couldn't really stop him..

At least she had full pants on. They both watched her. After clicking a few minutes, she looked frustrated and threw her laptop into a corner. She furiously walked over to Rika's desktop and opened a browser and logged into her email.

"Username: Vini Fae

Password : Crymeariver"
There were a few unread emails. "My client wishes to get in touch.. ", "We are in urgent need of.." "Payment is not a problem and any amount of money"...She quickly replied to all of them that she wasn't taking any more clients, and sent them other references. And then she opened a new email and started typing:

~Please find below the information as spoken of earlier today. 

Patient Name: James D. Rook Age : 13
Interests: Books, Listening with his eyes closed, Piano, Magicians, Hair, Running, Fighting
Hates : Crying, Being bald, Cockroaches, People
Invitee List attached. No more than the 8 people and their families are to come.
Orchestral arrangement : Quote 757 with the Han High School Orchestra.
Just instruments. The singing is to be done by his grandmother. I've attached an excel sheet with the request he had for his coffin.
Keep the book on him. I'll be coming by the morning of the funeral to drop something off in his coffin. He bet that he'd go before I got my memories, and when he did, I'd have to give him a lock of my hair. Guess he won. LOL
And please tell Doc that the pills work less, and the side-effects wear off too slowly. So I do not recommend this latest batch for the testing grounds. I've yet to record the latest event. I meant what I said last time. The next batch you give me will be the last. Go big or go home, remember? I'll call you later to confirm when and where I can come through to pick it up. But I'd most likely get them when we meet at the funeral home. ~

She hit send and it was gone. "She does this for a living? I'm an agent and I can't even bear thinking about it.. dealing with dying children is just..." , said Vanderwood "I guess that's why she does it...tough cookie..", Seven said, nodding. "I've never heard you call anyone a cookie...hah.. Be careful Seven.."

She logged out and went back to the desktop of the computer. Her shoulders seemed to freeze and she turned around fast and called out something. She looked disturbed, uneasy. She grabbed her  phone, her fingers furiously typing and raising it to her ear. She calling someone.. And his phone buzzed. HIM. And he answered."Heeee-yoo!"
"I can't seem to get enough of you today, Mister ", she said.
"So what's up?", he replied. He could play along, just to see what she needed.
"Oh nothing .. nothing.. Umm. Could you just check the CCTV and stuff again? I have the feeling that.. someone's watching me.. from the inside?", she finished, nervously, looking around again. "I know it's stupid and weird.. but.. something just.. feels off. And I didn't know whom else to call". She was scared and she called him.
A sly smile played at his lips. "Aww! Were you scared? Worry not, my little sweet lamb! I'll stay on the phone with you while you do whatever... and when you feel better you can just hang up..We don't have to talk."
"Thank you! Sorry to bother you.. . But I appreciate this... ", she trailed off. She seemed relieved and closed her eyes, breathing slowly. She opened her eyes and played the audio clip he'd sent her softly. She was checking a sheet on the desktop from her cloud server, referencing the information on it to what she heard herself say on the clip. "Well no screams this time.. that's a relief.." She sighed softly."What was that?" "Aaah nothing nothing! Just thinking out loud", she replied sheepishly. Most of the names were already on the log sheet she'd opened up on her laptop. The gibberish didn't make sense to him, but she looked like she understood. Nothing else happened. She didn't look surprised, just disappointed. But her eyes suddenly opened really wide. She looked like she had seen a ghost, and staggered back from the desktop. He increased the volume to max output to hear what she was listening to. That certainly was not on the audio file he had sent her. It was someone whispering "Sugar, oh sugar, where have you been? Why did you run away and hide?" And then there was a crash. He looked back up on the screen and saw her. Horror. Terror. She fell over and screamed, grabbing for her phone while the voice on the audio clip spoke "Hello Kitty kitty.." . The lights were flickered and he heard her," LUCIEL! LUCIEL SOMEONE'S HE-" He heard someone laughing in the background and then her scream " DO NOT MOVE! DO NOT GO ANYWHERE! LOCK THE DOORS ! I'm coming for you!" He screamed at her, standing up and oushing him self off the chair. He heard her scream over the phone again, "Don't you dare! No! NOOO!"

 Vanderwood threw his keys at him. "Go I'll hold the fort down.." . Someone knew her location. Someone was hurting her. He kept the phone on to try to listen, but there were a lot of crashes and screaming. Till someone said "Well well... calling your boyfriend? Heeellooooo!", a distorted voice came through "DON'T YOU FUCKING TOUCH HER!", screamed Seven. "No promises.. she is just sooo.. yummy.. " Another scream ripped through the phone and the line went dead. Seven's mind raced. He was already in his car, speeding dangerously, but he didn't care. He needed to get to her. Multiple speed cameras flashed at him. All he could see was the look in her eyes, on her face. SHIT SHIT SHIT! As he hit down on the accelerator, he quickly called Jumin and V and put them on conference, connecting his car's speakers to his bluetooth. Jumin answered right away, "This better be important. I'm with my father and.. " "She's in danger! " Seven yelled. "She's in danger and I'm going over. V isn't answering, so you let him know! Vaderwood just texted. The alarms were disabled at her apartment. The hacker must have bypassed my algorithm and everything else. He knows where she is." "What about the bomb?" Jumin asked. He sounded agitated. "Vanderwood managed to activate it, but I need to get her out. If an intruder is detected, and he will be detected,  it will blow up in 5. I'll call you later!!" He had 5 fucking minutes before she disappeared. He pulled in to the parking and started running up the stairs. 4... He hear another scream . FUCK FUCK FUCK!  He pushed himself up the stairs. He was glad the agency had forcefully sent him into physical training, and had him work out every other day. 3... There was a bang. Everything shook. There was some distinct yelling and shouting. 2 voices. It was too late. Fear gripped him as he ran up the stairs.

It was a mess. There was a man standing overher, and there was blood. Alot of blood. She was in the corner of the hallway, crawling away. "Foundyooouuuu", the distorted voice said out loud.