The Man From U.N.C.L.E: Twisted

Chapter 4

Gaby's Pov
We rode silently in the car, not talking. It was very awkward and I knew what Napoleon and Illya were doing. They were scared to tell me who they thought the killer was. I had already figured it out. It was Victoria, it couldn't be more obvious.
"You guys don't have to keep doing this," I said.
"Doing what?" Illya asked.
"I know it's Victoria," I said.
"What?" Illya denied it. "She's dead."
"No she isn't," I said, "she didn't."
"That's ridiculous," Napoleon said shaking his head.
"Who's Victoria?" Shannon asked.
"It's a long story," Napoleon replied.
"I have time," she argued.
We all told her the story of our first mission together and what happened.
"Wow," she said, "that's crazy."
"I never wanted to go through that again," Illya said, "and it looks like we're going to have to."
"She was bad," Napoleon said.
"She did nothing to you," Illya said, "You slept with her!"
"You slept with her?" Shannon asked with a touch of jealously in her tone.
Napoleon decided not to protest and actually take pride in it since he could tell Shannon was somewhat was jealous.
"Yep," Napoleon said.
"And she was trying to kill you?" Shannon asked.
"Men," I said shaking my head.
"Hey," Napoleon said, "I had no choice. She was there and I decided why not kill two birds with one stone?"
"What was the second bird?" Shannon asked.
"I don't know," Napoleon replied, "I guess the opportunity came and I decided why not."
"That's disgusting," Shannon said.
Illya and I chuckled at their banter.
We made it back to Gary's home. In the evening we made dinner and sat around talking. Gary and Shannon told funny stories about when they were kids and how they always got into trouble. He also told us how he wrote letters to Shannon whenever she'd go to Ireland to stay with her father.
"It's funny," Gary said. "Everyone was always telling us that we had to get married when we got older. I thought it was the most ridiculous idea. What would Shannon be doing with a guy like me?"
"That's what I wondered as well," Shannon said with a laugh.
"Sounds like you guys were really close," I said.
"I know," Gary said. "I was close to a lot of people back in England. But I thought I could make a better life here. Get a good job, get married and have a family. Some of that hasn't happened yet but I'm still working on it."

After dinner was finished I went back to the bedroom to read a book. After a couple minutes I heard a knock at the door and Illya walked in. He closed the door and then lied down beside me. I lied my head on his shoulder.
"Are you alright," Illya said brushing hair out of my face.
"I'm alright," I replied stroking his cheek. He kissed me. I stroked his hair as he kissed me. Suddenly I heard the door open.
"Geez," I heard Napoleon say, "can't you guys wait for food to digest first?"
Illya jumped off of me and sat up. I sat up slowly.
"Funny," Illya said. "What are you doing in here?"
"Bored," Napoleon said, "needed someone to talk to."
"Where's Gary and Shannon?" I asked.
"On the back porch," Napoleon said in a sad tone. "Disgusting."
"Jealous are you?" Illya asked.
"Well," Napoleon said and then rolled his eyes. "I am jealous actually. I- I-"
"You like Shannon a lot?" Illya asked.
"I love her," Napoleon said.
"Are you sure?" Illya asked.
"Am I sure?" Napoleon said, "I am very sure. I was sure the first time I met her and it hurts that she doesn't feel the same way. Women usually throw themselves at me and now that I actually have real feelings for someone they don't love me back."
"It's alright Napoleon," I said, "you'll find someone."
"You say that," Napoleon said, "but how am I going to meet anyone else? I'm always doing this job and I have to this job or I'll go back to prison. It's like blackmail. I'm never going to meet anyone else."
"Stop whining Napoleon," Illya said, "this is so unlike you. I bet if you went out right now to look for a girl you'd get one."
"But not one that would stay around long," Napoleon replied, "it's...complicated. Let's not talk about that anymore."
Suddenly there was a knock at the window. I walked over to the window and lifted it up. Alexander poked his head in. I jumped back almost dropping the window on him.
"What are you doing here?" Illya asked.
"I need you and Napoleon," Alexander said, "now."
"Alright," Illya replied, "we'll tell Gary when went out for drinks."
"We'll meet you at the front door," Napoleon said grabbing coat.
I closed the window and watch Napoleon and Illya walk out of the room. I wonder what it was they had to do, hopefully it wasn't very dangerous.