Lachesism| Mitch Rapp

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"Im hell on heels say what you will I done made the devil a deal."

    Markus' demeanor changed completely, "No Freya that's not possible ok, he died. He is dead. He burned up in that fire a long with the rest of your family." Freya flinched when he mentioned to rest of her family.

"I spoke with him." Markus gaped at her, "So you actually saw him. Because if you didn't and you just heard his voice that doesnt mean hes alive Freya it could just be some sick joke you know." Freya shook her head in reply.

"It's him Markus I know it." Markus stands and begins to pace around. Mitch looked at Freya confused. He never thought that she lost all her family just her sister Annalise. He assumed that her father died because he was a terrotist and an assassin took him out.

Markus stopped pacing then looked at freya, "What if the fire was just a test." Freyas face fell, "What?"
"Your father, he loved doing sick test on you, the real life things, what if that fire was started as a test. A test so you could put your knowledge to the test and your family was a casualty of it. It would make sense as to why he's still alive and you know him. If you failed a test to him that just meant you weren't meant to live in this world."

Freyas head started to spin. Had her father really done that? Murdered his own family just for some stupid test? She felt a hand intertwine with hers and she looked up at Mitch who gave her an apologetic glance. He then turned and glared at Markus. When he saw the stare Mitch gave him, he muttered and apology. Freya didnt blame him. Markus had always been blunt.

Markus cleared his throat and got supplies so he could get to work. "Well lets get on with this fitting." He asked questions then when answered pulled out certain guns telling them its advantages and disadvantages and Freya continued to go through them as Mitch just stood there mesmerized.

Then Markus turned to Mitch after he finished with Freya and asked him the same questions. Things like what are your favorite guns to use and what are you looking for. When Mitch answered all the questions Markus would go to the shelf and come back with the guns he thought would work best.

Once all of them were set on the table he let Freya and Mitch get to work. The would cock the guns and act as if they reloaded the magazine then point inspecting it to see how hard it would be to aim and hit their targets.

When Markus pulled out a roll filled with various daggers Freya began to get excited. They were her favorite things to use. She felt as though guns were too easy but she loved daggers, she loved to throw them. It weirdly always calmed her.

Mitch smiled down at her when he say Freya bouncing up and down when Markus brought out the daggers. She went to touch one but Markus stopped her, "Ah, ah these are for him to choose from. I have a special set for you." Freya couldnt help the big smile that came on her face as she nodded.

When Mitch chose his set markus nodded then came back with a smaller roll that contained two daggers. They were a gold with and intricate design on the handles. Freyas eyes went wide and she grabed one twirling it around in her fingers. She looked at Markus as if asking for permission to throw it and he nodded.

Freya threw the dagger hitting the exact spot she wanted to. She saw Markus slip a ring on his finger as he looked at her, "Your gonna love this." He pressed the jewl on the ring and put his arm out towards the the knife. The knife flew back into his hand and Freya gasped. "That's amazing."

Markus began to put all the excess stuff away. He then started walking and motioned for them to follow. He led them into another room that had various suits and dresses hung about.

While Freya and Mitch looked around Markus runmaged through his desk until he found what he was looking for, he then held it up. "It's a form of fiber. Completely bullet proof. I just sow it between the lining of your clothes and you be good. Only side effect is if you get shot, it hurts like a bitch. Also I cant sow it into dresses only suits. I tried to do a dress and it just made it stiff making it look suspicious."

Freya nodded and Mitch looked at her concerned. If he got shot, he would he fine. But if Freya did, he shook his head and with a sigh pushed the thoughts out of his mind.

Freya plopped down on the couch and ate the fruit he had set on the table. Mitch went to stand where Markus was pointing so he could get measured for his suit. Markus already knew Freya's measurements because of all the times shes come to him for help. Yes, she has other contacts but Markus has always been her favorite. They've been through many really bad things together and freya knew she could trust Markus with anything.

"Mitch, I'm gonna need you to take your shirt and pants off." Freya raised her brow at Markus who only winked at her. She let out a small laugh and shook her head as Mitch stripped.

Suddenly Freya wasnt into the fruit so much anymore. She couldn't help herself from staring at Mitch while he was getting his measurements done.

She looked him up and down her eyes narrowing at the prominent V-line and small patch of hair that lead down into his boxers. Her mouth slightly watered as her thoughts wondered. She shook her head and continued to shove fruit in her mouth as she tried to push the dirty thoughts of Mitch sweaty and on top of her out of her head.

When she looked back up she saw Markus with one eyebrow risen prompting Freya to give him the finger. Markus finally finished, "I'll have it all ready by tomorrow and have it sent to your room." He handed Freya a key, "Here it's your favorite one. I've never had anyone in there but you." Freya gave him a smile, taking the key and thanking him.

She grabbed Mitch's hand and lead him out of the building and into another one. Not thinking about their intertwined fingers. She doesn't even realize they're holding hands. It just feels right and their hands fit perfectly together. Mitch couldn't help but stare at their hands, a small smile on his face.

They took the elavator and went up into a suite that had an amazing view. Again with only one bed.

With a large sigh Freya layed out on the bed, throwing Mitch the remote as she got comfortable. After a little while her breath evened out and she was fast asleep.

Mitch studied her. He was feeling something for the girl he was supposed to hate and cursed himself because he knew he shouldn't. What happened to Katrina wasn't that long ago and he felt as though he should feel guilty for looking at another women like he was looking at Freya especially since she was the cause of the loss of the love of his life.

He ran a hand through his hair and slipped into bed next to her. He closed his eyes and started to drift off to sleep, but before he did completely he felt Freya's body scoot closer to him and he wrapped his arms around her pulling her into his chest.