Coming Home

The Agency

Agent 36G's POV

I see Charlie Gun approaching the premises.
But he's not alone, he has to fairly young looking girls alongside him.

As they get closer, I realize Charlie is holding one of the girls hands.
I figure he's just playing her, but I don't know.

Charlie approaches me and shakes hands.

"Agent 36G, this is Brooklyn and Sierra. Brooklyn and Sierra, this is Agent 36G.l" he says, introducing the girls.

The girls look oddly familiar, and it's killing my brain because I don't know who they are.

"Hello Mr. Agent 36G." The girl named Brooklyn, I believe, says sweetly.

"Hello, Brooklyn." I reply.

We shake hands and she has a surprising hard grip.

"Nice grip you got there." I tell her.

"Thank you," she says as she laughs. "I'm a gymnast so I guess that's why."

"My daughter was a gymnast."

"That's cool." She responds rather excitedly.

All the dots start to connect and I realize who these girls are.
They're my freaking daughters!
They think I'm dead but I'm really not.
Their mom kicked me out because I was one of the bad guys, and she didn't want someone like that around her children, so she made up this huge lie about me dying so the kids would never know the truth about me.

I decide not to say anything because I don't want them to freak out.

I show them our secret hideout. As we're walking around I keep looking back at my daughters, they look amazed by all this junk.

I keep having to slap their hands away because they try and touch everything.

After awhile I show them to a bedroom.

"There are only two beds, so someone's gonna have to share." I tell them.

I expect to see Sierra and Brooklyn snuggle up next to each other, but instead, Sierra gets her own bed while Brooklyn and Charlie snuggle up next to each other.

After Brooklyn and Sierra fall asleep, I snag Charlie and drag him into the hallway.

"What do you think you are doing with Brooklyn?" I ask him furiously.

"Hey, in the boss around here and I can do what I want. If I want a girlfriend, then imma get a girlfriend." He snaps back.

"I don't think you know this, Charlie, but those two girls are my daughters, how you found them, I don't know, but I don't want anything bad to happen to them." I whisper angrily.

"Trust me, I'm not going to do anything to Brooklyn. She's different than the other girls I've known." He calmly responds.

"Promise me you won't hurt her."

"Pinky promise."