The Man From U.N.C.L.E: Foul Play

Chapter 11

Napoleon's Pov
Shannon and I were running as fast as we could away from the fight. We then watched as two cars crashed into one another sending debris flying in all directions. I grabbed her by the back of her shirt and pulled her down to the ground with me, a piece of debris flying right over us as soon as we hit the ground. I groaned from the hard hit and propped myself up with my elbows. I looked down at Shannon who was lying on her back.
"I think I got hit in the head," she said rubbing her forehead.
"Let me see," I said.
She moved her hand. There was a cut on her forehead.
"Yeah," I said, "but you'll be alright."
"Thank you," she said.
"For what?" I asked titling my head.
"Everything," she said. "Helping find who killed my father, you and Illya protecting me...you've been nice to me and I wasn't nice back...I'm sorry."
"Don't be sorry," I said, "I think I deserve for a girl to be mean to me...I've done some pretty messed up things in the past but hopefully I won't make any more mistakes."
I could have kissed her right then and there. But something told me I shouldn't. Something told me that she was young and she needed to live her life before being with a guy like me. She really didn't deserve me. She was better than that and was beautiful. She could have any guy she wanted and I just wouldn't be enough for her. It hurt though. This was the first woman I had ever loved but I couldn't have her. I could if I wanted to but I shouldn't and she would never even know.

I stood up and reached out my hand. She took it and I helped her up.

"Lets go find Illya and Gaby," I said.
Shannon nodded.

We ran through the tall grass and finally found them.

"Are you all alright?" I asked them as Shannon and I ducked down beside them.

"Yes," Illya replied shooting off into the distance.

"I can't believe all of this," I said shaking my head and aiming at an enemy.

"This is going to take a long time," Shannon said with a huge sigh.

"Indeed it is," I replied with a nod, "you and Gaby just stay down...we'll handle this."

"And who said I couldn't handle myself?" Shannon asked.

I looked at Illya and he shrugged.

"If she wants to do it she can," Illya replied.

I sighed, "Good luck."

Shannon squatted and started to walk away.

"Shannon," I said, "where the hell are you going?"

"To a better spot," she said, "we need to kill all of these guys right?"

I sighed and followed her.

We found a spot that was a little closer to the enemy. I aimed and shot a couple of enemies. Shannon took out her gun and shot five in a row in a short amount of time.
"Wow," I said.

Suddenly I got a weird feeling deep in my stomach. Like I was being watched. Then I felt something pressed against the back of my head. I heard Shannon gasp.
I looked over at her. There was a man standing behind her with a gun pointing at her head. I looked up and another man was pointing a gun at my head.

"You're coming with us," one of the men said.

I looked over to where Illya and Gaby were and they were gone. The men pulled us off the ground and bound our hands together. Then they took cloth and put it in our mouths and tied it. Finally they took a blindfold and tied it around each of our eyes until I couldn't see anymore.

They started to move us and we walked through the field. We stopped and then the pushed us up steps and sat us down. They walked away and I heard the sound of a door being slammed shut. Suddenly we started to move, we were in a car.

I could feel the blindfold around my head getting looser. I started shaking my head until the blindfold fell around my neck. I looked around. We were in a covered wagon connected to an automobile. Shannon was sitting beside me and Illya and Gaby were on the other side. They were all breathing heavily. I stood up and walked over to Illya. I tried to think of a way to get the blindfold off of him. I sat in between him and Gaby and turned around. I interlocked my fingers with his. He made a weird sound. I latched my fingers onto the rope that bound his hands and started tugging on it. He started to tug on my rope as well. Then I remembered I had a Swiss Army knife in my back pocket. I stood up and reached for it. I stretched out my arms and slid a finger into my back pocket. I could feel the knife but I was trying hard to reach. Finally I picked it up with one finger and sat back down. I tried to wrap as many fingers around it as I could and started to cut Illya's rope. I finally cut through it but cut too far and sliced a clean cut in my palm. I yelped out in pain. I backed away as I watched Illya scramble free from the rope. He undid his blindfold first. He turned and looked at me and rolled his eyes. He undid the cloth around his mouth next.

"What the hell is going?" He asked.

I shrugged.

He untied my rope and mouthpiece. I looked down at my hand which was dripping blood.

"Yuck," I said.

Illya walked over to Gaby and untied her. I walked over to Shannon and untied her hands. I looked at her face and noticed she was crying. I untied her mouth piece and then her blindfold. She looked up at me and her cheeks turned red. I bent down to her eye level. I wiped a tear off of her cheek.
"Everything is going to be okay," I said.
"How do you know?" She asked.
"Because Napoleon Solo doesn't die like this," Illya said budding in.
"It's true," I said standing back up.
"So," Illya said, "what's the plan?"