Lachesism| Mitch Rapp

Epilogue

"My lovers got a humor, she's a giggle at a funeral, knows everybody's disapproval, should've worshiped her sooner."

    Freya and Mitch exited the car that was parked in front of Stan's house at the barn. They intertwined their hands and Mitch gave Freya a huge smile.

Freya rolled her eyes and shook her head, a smile on her face as well. Mitch was such a dork. He pulled Freya closer to his body when all the recent recruits passed by, the men's stares lingering at Freya seconds to many.

Freya shot the recruits fake smiles and leaned into Mitch, "I don't know how your so good at your job. The training they give you guys is so mediocre and unrealistic." Mitch let out a small laugh and kissed Freya's forehead, "Half of the stuff that has kept me alive this long I learned myself, but dont tell Stan."

Mitch held the door open for Freya and they both walked towards Stan's office. Freya knocked on the door and Stan beckoned them to come in. He glanced at theur combined hands and faked a gag, "You two are disgusting."

Mitch scoffed and Freya replied, "Please Stanley you haven't seen anything yet." Stan shook his head and let out a small laugh and then a curse, "I left the files up in my room, I'll be right back. Please don't have sex on my desk."

Stan left leaving Mitch and Freya to sit in silence. Freya looked up from her lap to stare at Mitch's side profile. His hair was still in the mop like looking hair do. She admired the moles that dotted his skin and smiled at the man she loved.

His scruff was starting to grow back from when he shaved it a couple weeks ago and Freya imagined the burning on her thighs that she would feel when his face was between them.

Freya turned her head back infront of her and bit her lip. She placed her hand high on his inner thigh and Mitch jumped. She began to rub and slowly inch up, a triumphant smirk was placed on her face as Mitch bucked his hips when her fingers brushed over the bulge in his pants.

Mitch growled and grabed Freya's hand, "What do you think you're doing?" Freya pouted and turned to Mitch, "What? I'm just giving you something to look forward to when we get home." Before Mitch could tell her something else Stan came back into the room with the files tucked under his arm.

Mitch grumbled, "Vixen." Stan made his way back to his chair and threw down the files in front of Freya and Mitch. They opened them and looked them over, there were pictures of a man that held a beanie on his head, up at the top in big letters read, "GHOST".

Freya sliped her hands into Mitch's under the table and Stan began to speak, "Alright, now that we have all that in order Agent Rapp, Romanova, your mission is......"