"When my time comes around, lay me gently in the cold dark earth."
Mitch sat in the chair at the hotel room staring at the wall. He hated himself. He didn't know what to do. He felt numb. Like he wasn't connected to the world anymore.
He heard the door slam but didn't turn to see who it was. "Jesus Christ Rapp get over yourself! Quit sulking around like a 3 year old who's fish died!"
Mitch flinched when Stan said died. He turned to face stan, "You know what Stan just leave me the fuck alone!" Mitch amd Stan began to argue, their voices becoming louder with every sentence they spoke.
They were so noisy it woke Freya from the room down the hall. Her head hurt and her body felt like it had been run over.
She didn't know how long she had been out but the sound of Mitch and Stan yelling made her eyes roll. She needed a drink.
She got up from the bed her legs wobbly. She took off her shirt and slipped on one of Mitch's taking a deep breath and memorizing the scent. She went to take a step but groaned when she hit the floor.
Freya forced herself up and began to take slow shakey steps. She snuck past the office Mitch and Stan were arguing in and went to the bar. She poured herself a drink and sipped it as she stared out at the window.
Mitch and Stan both stopped arguing when they heard the clanking of glass in the other room. Mitch shot up grabbing his glock and rushed out of the room. He lowered his gun and puffed out a sigh as he saw Freya drinking some burbon.
Stan scoffed, "You do know thats its 7am right?" Freya turned around her signature smirk on her face as she spoke, "Well, its 7pm somewhere." Mitch let a small smile onto his face.
Freya went to take a step forward but she stumbled and she would've fallen if it werent for Mitch's quick reflexs. He caught her and she slung her arm around his shoulder, "I'm fine."
Mitch only grunted in response helping her to sit on the couch. Freyanna was not fine. It was silent for a short period of time before she spoke, "How long was I out?"
Stan took a step forward, " A week or two. You lost a lot of blood." Freya nodded then pointed at the papers in his hand. "What are those papers for?"
"It's um, paperwork, for your enrollment in the CIA, Orion Division." Freya snorted and let out a small laugh, "Stan have you met me? I don't do well with authority or having superiors. The decisions I make our spur of the moment, rash, and almost get me killed everytime, and don't even get me started on having a partner. Not a good idea Stan."
Stan shook his head, "Freya you're one of the best assasins I've ever seen in my life. We need you, and as for your partner you would be working with Mitch. Considering he came out in one piece I believe you two working together would be amazing. Just, think it over ok? I'm gonna go you guys need to have a talk." Stan placed the papers on the coffee table and left the hotel room.
Freya and Mitch stared at eachother as silence consumed them. "Do you think it's a good idea?" Mitch sighed, "Yea I do." Freya shook her head adverting her eyes to the floor, "I'm not a good person Mitch, and I don't think I ever will be."
Mitch crouched infront of her and lifted her head up to meet his eyes, "Yes you are, and you wanna know how I know? Because you risked your life to save mine and Stan's. We need you Frey, I need you." Freya blushed at his last statement.
"Did you mean it? When you said you loved me?" Mitchs breath hitched on his throat, "Yo-You heard that?" Freya only nodded.
Mitch sucked in air, "Yes, I meant it. Freya I love you. I've never felt this way, not even when I was with my fiancé. You give me this feeling like I'm home and that everything is ok. Your the only light I have in the darkness of my life and I'm so in love with you. I-I was so scared, the thought of losing you. You complete me and I just- I'm sorry for all that shit I said. I didn't mean it baby, but I do mean it when I say, I'm completely and utterly in love with you."
Freya smashed her lips on his and he let out a sigh of contentment. Freya smiled into the kiss and smiled when they pulled away. "I love you too Mitch, so, so much."
Mitch smiled and let out a small laugh, he leaned in and kissed her forehead. He picked her up and pulled her into his chest as they laid in the bed. They stayed like that for a while, smiles on there face as they cuddled into eachother.
They were both happy and in love.
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Lachesism| Mitch Rapp
Fanfiction"It's ok if you hate me Mitch. I get it." I looked up at him to see him staring at me an unreadable expression on his face. "But you have to understand I did what I had to do to save thousands of lives. I chose a crappy beach with shitty weather on...
