Badass In Hiding

Chapter 12

Chase POV

I wake up the next morning to the noise of the two Russians arguing. Sighing I open my eyes and sit up.

"Any idea what they are saying?" I hear Dean ask from next to me.

"I told you dude. From the little I cam understand it is best you don't know." Cole laughs. I look over to Alian and Terin. Alian is furiously typing into a computer. A half empty bottle of Jack Daniels sitting next to her. Terin is ranting to her in such fast Russian that even I am struggling to keep up with it.

"What happened?" I ask Cole. He smirks,

"Alian went and stole a few things this morning leaving by herself without telling anyone. Terin woke up first and thought she'd done another runner, and since she has been back she has found the location of where the corrupted agents are communicating and where a few are hiding. However it hasn't been through the most safest ways." Cole informs me. I look at him.

"Holy shit." I mutter.

Alian POV

I ignore Terin and his ranting, and am vaguely aware of other people talking. I pick up the bottle next to me and take a small sip - just enough to help me forget about pain but not enough for me to forget the task at hand. Absent-mindedly I fiddle with the rings on my necklace, hidden beneath my top. None of the others have seen them, and I don't think anyone else except Terin has noticed that there is something there, but he hasn't said a word about to my surprise. It's something I thought he would have done since he's pushed on everything else, but part of me wonders if perhaps he already knows.

"For fuck sake T. Get over yourself. I know what I'm doing, I've been better at this from you from the beginning and I've known about this problem long before you where involved. Do you really think that I don't have a plan? That I haven't been waiting for the time to come where I can put it in motion and release all I have? So stop thinking of yourself for once and let me handle it." I hiss at him. His eyes flash of hurt before it quickly disappears.

"Fuck you Ekaterina-no don't say anything about, if you want to fight me, fight me, I don't give a shit anymore. Perhaps your the one who needs to consider your words and stop thinking of yourself for once." He says calmly. He looks around at everyone else, "Your state and what you are doing to yourself is hurting everyone. Look at Chase. You're fucking fiancé-"

"Terin!" He interrupts,

"What?" Terin replies. When Chase doesn't say anything he continues, "You left him and then you dragged him back and he will deny this but he is blaming himself for your state. He believes it is his fault. I believe it's mine for what I put you through, but you can't even see how fucking hard we are trying to help, and how painful it is for us, because you're too busy thinking about yourself and drowning your sorrows away in alcohol." when he finish his breathing is heavy and his face shows anger and sadness. I look away back to my computer. I try to stop my eyes watering. Slowly I push the chair back and stand up placing my hands on the table in front of me. Taking a deep breath and I can't stop the small laugh that escapes my lips. It is a harsh a bitter laugh.

"Now is not the time to be laughing." Cole mutters quietly. I turn my head fast to him.

"But it is." I say back. I feel the tears start to fall down my face. "You all think that I'm this fucking strong person who can get through anything. Who can get through the training and endless torture of my childhood growing up into what I am. Someone who can get through losing her family, her parents, her brother - her twin brother. Someone who can kill her uncle and carry on like normal. Someone who seems to lose all of her friends no matter what happens, and someone who always ends up working for some corrupt person or organisation and always comes out with so much blood on her hands and you expect me to be good. To carry on and not crash and fall. You are making me into a perfect person who whenever something goes wrong they can get back up no matter what happens. I'm trying. I'm really trying. I've noticed you trying to help but this is my way of coping, my way to get through the day" I say waving the bottle of JD I have in the air, my tears streaming down my face. I give out a small laugh, "And you're expecting me to be fucking perfect. To have instantly recovered and be the person you used to know." I sigh and look down.

"Ekaterina..." Chase whispers. I look up at his face and shake my head telling him to not say anything.

"I don't blame you. I want to for some things, but I can't because I let them happen. I chose to do what I did and what I let happen and so it is therefore my fault. But I am not strong. I am not the person you think I am." I tell them. I rub the tears away from eyes and feel bile rising in my throat. I quickly rush to the bathroom and throw up in the toilet. The hot sticky bile burning my throat. I feel someone pulls back my limp hair and mumbles something.

Dean POV

Feeling awkward after what just took place I slip away out of the room not wanting to stay there any longer than needed. I walk to the reception area and sit down. Someone grabs my eye, I can't see his face but it looks just like Pete from behind. He has his arm wrapped around a girl. Getting up I slowly start walking to him, but his face turns slightly and I catch a glimpse of his face. I stop mid-step when I realise what I'm doing. Pete is dead. I killed him. I clench my fist and turn around only to walk into someone.

"Hello Dean. Let's go for a walk."