Turn(Washington's spies) fan fiction.

Attacked.

~~~Adella~~
We talked for a long while. But it began to get dark. The doorbell rang.
Major Ben walked in.
He and Nate spoke.
"I'm sorry but we must be going," Nate interrupted.
"What?" My mother asked.
"I'm sorry. But I must stay true to my word," I groaned.
"Please don't," My mother begged.
"Mother, it's not my choice anymore," I shook my head.
I hugged her then my father.
"Do you have the item that was under your nightstand?" He asked.
"Yes," I whispered back.
"I taught you for a reason," he whispered.
"Father, I love you," I hugged him tight.
"I love you my precious flower," he squeezed me.
I grabbed my book and other items then left with Captain Nate and Major Ben.
"Nate?" I asked.
"Yes?" He replied.
"I-I want to thank you," I began.
"For what?" He asked.
"For letting me visit," I spoke.
"That was the generals call not mine," he replied.
"Yes, but-" I began.
Whistle.
Whistle Whistle.
Whistle.
"But um.... Major you might take interest in this, you know I just realized a time when Simcoe and my dad were enemies together. And he got ambushed but he was able to realized the attack by there communications through the trees," I portrayed my face to try and show them what I meant.
Major nodded "really?" He asked
I nodded.
Then we started in a way for the trees. We galloped away but they soon had us surrounded.
I heard a horrifyingly high pitched voice.
"Well, if it isn't Adella Andre?" He spoke.
"Get away from her," Nate spoke.
"Oh, got a lover I see," he responded.
I kneeled down to my boot.
"Adella? What are you doing?" Simocoe asked.
"I have a rock in my boot," I shrugged stuffing the gun in my sleeve.
I stepped towards Nate. And pulled on his sleeve.
He glanced at me. I showed him the tip of my gun. He raised his eyebrows.
"I-I don't Fe-feel we-we-well," I pretended to fall.
Nate caught me.
"She is burning up. We had a soldier, he had a fever he died with in 50 mins. I don't think Major Andre will be happy if his daughter is dead!" He yelled.
"You five go get water from the river. You three go get the cart," Simcoe barked.
Three soldiers left. Plus Simcoe.
Major Ben shot one. Nate the other. I pulled out my gun shooting the other. Simcoe pulled his gun. We had the draw on him.
"Don't move," I yelled.
He set his gun.
"Kick it away!!!" I yelled.
He kicked it away.
"Get down on your knees. NOW!!!" I yelled.
"Adella. We need to go! Now!" Nate pulled on my arm.
I hesitated.
"Now!" Nate yelled.
I punched him across the face.
"Adella!" Ben yelled.
I ran away with him.
"Adella? I did not know you could fight like that!" He yelled.
"I'm major Andres daughter. Over protective father. My mother is Peggy Shippin! The woman who has gotten proposed to over 19 times. I can fight," I spoke kicking a soldier that emerged from woods.
We mounted and galloped.