The Past { Slight Jamilton} ~Completed~

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animatic by exadorlion!!!
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~Alex POV~

I grimaced when I realized who it was.

"I'm guessing that you know who it is?" I heard my father say in a joking tone.

"Yeah," I replied. I tried to keep the anger out of my voice but failed. "Thats Charles Lee," I spat.

"Ok, I'll send you the plane tickets to New York and you guys can leave in a few hours. I'll pick you up from the airport." He then ended the call after seeing our nods.

I then screamed into the pillow next to me.

"Im gonna kill him," I growled, causing everyone to laugh at me.

~Time skip to after the flight~

As the four of us walked out of the airport, I saw my father's big figure. He walked towards us with a big grin and enveloped me in a hug. He then preceded to give everyone else a hug too.

~Time skip cause i cant write long conversations~

We got out of the car and walked into the base.

"Welcome home!" My dad said as we entered.

Me and my brother looked at each other and bolted up to our room, leaving the girls with our dad.

I won. I flopped onto the big master bed just as James ran in.

"Damn it," I heard him whisper between breaths.

"Gimmie the money," I said from the bed and lifted my hand up. James reluctantly handed me a $10 and threw himself next to me.

"Boys, come back down here. We still have to discuss the mission." I heard my dad's voice from my earpiece. Both of us groaned in response. "Just get down here."

Eventually, we made our way to where the three of them were sitting.

"Okay, so now that youre all here i can finally start. So all four of you are going to go undercover and try to befriend Lee. We-"

"Wait, hold on. Befriend him? I will not do that. Its impossible. He's an ignorant prick!" I gasped. There was no way in a million years that I would befriend Lee. I mean this was Charles Lee. Even if I had to "befriend" him, he was unfriendable. (im pretty sure thats not a word but oh well)

"Alex, stop acting like such a child. You're an adult now," Adrienne said in a mocking tone and pinched me. I swatted her hand away and turned my attention back to my father.

"As I was saying... We'll need to disguise all of you, so you'll need to go to Dr. Franklin for that. We cant have any of you being recognised. Especially by those old friends of yours."

My heart dropped when he mentioned my "old friends". I had almost forgotten about them. What if they did recognise me? What would I do?

All four of us shared a look. Dr. Franklin ( i couldnt think of anyone else) was the doctor that treated most of our wounds after missions. Why would we have to go to him for help. Plastic surgery?

"Once you gain the trust of Lee, invite him over to the bookstore on the corner of Annapolis street. We'll take care of him from there."