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

Chapter 13 - Saeyoung's Choice

First he went to the hospital. He sent driver Kim back from there. He hot-wired his car and drove it back to his own place. He opened the boot and took out the scrawny bag she'd been hanging on to when he'd found her, bleeding out. It still had some dark spots on it from when he carried it. Her blood.  Just like his clothes right now. He felt a lump grow in his throat, as something got heavier in his chest. Agent 707, you need to be strong, he told himself as he walked into his house. For himself, For her, For Saeren.

"Show me", he told Vanderwood as he sat down in front of the many screens. He'd been working tirelessly. He could see it. "We need to talk, Van. I... needed to make a choice and I've decided that..." "Stop talking and watch first.. We'll talk later," scoffed Vanderwood. Seven smiled gratefully and turned his attention to the screens. She was, at the apartment? He saw her run the stairs, wincing, remembering her stitches were on her back. She passed the security feeds off the hallway and kept going. Van turned on the one at a higher floor, where she opened a closet and looked around, picking something up from the floor. She came back down slower and stopped to look at the damage from the explosion. She stood where Saeren did.. and moved slowly back to where he did. She punched the wall. Ouch! That must've hurt. Shame filled him. Pathetic! She'd protected him. And now she was going to save his brother.  He hadn't done a damned thing for her. He wouldn't let her do this by herself anymore. He knew with every second that passed, that he wanted to be by her side supporting her. She'd called out V in front of him, and he's still shamelessly and blinded told her off, told her that she was wrong. I forgive you V.  How could she? He couldn't. And what did she know about RIka? But first he'd have to find his brother. And her. 

She went into the room and then walked out much later, with a bag, bigger than the one in the car. She'd changed into looser trousers and a black t-shirt. She pulled his sweat shirt out and put it on. Before she left, it looked like she was contemplating something. He watched as she pulled the collars closer to her face, her eyes closed. She looked peaceful. And then she snapped out of her trance, as she put away a data card, and her eyes widened. She pulled his keys out of the pocket and looked at it stupidly. Like it was the first time she was seeing it. He couldn't help himself as he reached the screen and touched it, wishing that she could feel his touch. 

And almost at the same time she threw her head back laughing. He smiled. Now you see it.. You're sillier than I thought. All action and no thought. He could see it in her eyes, his old Sarah. She leaned against the wall behind her and almost fell over laughing. She clutched her back, wincing but still laughing. God, why was she so beautiful? And then she put it back into her pocket and ran down the stairs. She was gone. He froze. There was another shadow that moved behind her. He couldn't really see, but it was one moving too fast from above the stairs. Shit!

"When was this?" He asked Vanderwood."Last night. But don't worry she got away. I've been staying on security and traffic cameras all the time and tracking her movements. Looks like she's headed into the mountains. She knows what she's doing. She dropped a whole bag of cash at an orphanage and shook off her tail. She's alone now. I lost her in the mountains". Vanderwood turned around facing him, "Now what?" "Now I find her, and - ", Seven trailed off, wondering how to complete that sentence.  And what? Join her? Leave the agency? 

"Join her, and leave the agency.", Vanderwood said with a smirk, completing his sentence for him.
"Huh???"
 "Dude, people like us, we never get a chance to do this. To find someone half as damaged as us, and make us turn into a better version of ourselves. Or at least want to. From everything you've told me about her, she makes you feel.. good. If I were you, I'd drop it all and go.". Vanderwood got up and stretched. "I've printed out your resignation form stating that you'll keep all secrets but never want to be associated, nor working with the agency, every again. Since you've already done your fair share of field duty, and have never had to implement any of your fail-safe hacks, you should be fairly safe. Think about it. And get back to me in an hour. "

Seven looked at Vanderwood like he was an angel. "I don't need to think.. But will the agency let me go that easy?" Vanderwood smiled " Well they've always had trouble letting the best go, but they can't actually say no. You'd never defaulted a project, nor upset them. You've done their bidding. They've been doing their own research. Besides you need me. You need an inside man if you need to find the silver-haired bastard who did this to your girlfriend." Seven nodded along. "She's not my girlfriend."
"Yet.. But you want her to be.."

 "She doesn't do..relationships."
"She took a bullet for you. She may not know it, and you may be too thick-headed to believe it, but she'll do one for you.. with you.."

Vanderwood started walking away, "I'm going to catch a nap. So take what you need, leave the rest. All the videos are right there. I can't make out how he got into the apartment, only how she got out. Maybe you'll understand if you watch it.. But it is.. graphic.. You've seen worse though. Call me when you leave. And eat something"