AGENT RED

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Agent Red's POV

I came out of the bathroom to change out of my dress to my normal attire, black tanktop, black combat pants and boots as we were about to land at SIO Headquartes. What's SIO? It stands for Special Inforcement Operations. Or for me, home.

" passangers fasten your seatbelts as we are about to land " I rolled my eyes and just buckled my seatbelt, while the rest of the back up team buckled, fasten, and strapped them selves. None of them dare say a word to me, i wouldnt either. They were pretty useless on this mission as perusual, i'm doing most of the work while they just stand on guard and pick me up or take me to the locations.

We landed in a short few minuets, i grabbed my duffle bag as the plane opens up and i walk out the sunshine hitting me. then suddenly i see something i thought i wouldnt ever see again. A smile so contagious thatvi thought i would never see again. A smile that feels like home,I saw him waiting for me as i walked out of the plane. My fierce guarded self soften instantly and my pace is lowing as i am taking in the scenery infront of me. I didnt cry, i dont cry, Ever. However the corner of my lips tugged in a slight smile.

" Hey Red. " he says as i am a few feet from him.

I say nothing. I run to him and ingulfed him in longing hug. A hug that brought back all the memories, how i missed him so.

" samy. " I whispered.

" Wow its been like 2 years and you still call me that, its killing ma street cred. " he chirps as he lets me go, were still holding on too eachother.

" what street cred? Doofus " he laughs while i just smirk at him. We fall into a silence while remaining eye contact.

" i've missed you, red. " he says as his eyes soften and becomes sad.

" me too.. I thought you were out for good. " i said and he looked some what guilty that I brought up the fact he left for two years to god knows where and said to the agency he wanted to "take a break. " from the fight down the bunker. Agent Samuel Bennet is one of our top agents, he's a tall jacked up sweetheart but on the field he can brake you in half, with an african american heratige, buzcut hari, and the most contagious smile. Well, he likes to call him self, and i quote, " a chocolate sensasion ". He's a loyal partner and a loyal friend , i dont have many friends, well many of them left i should say.

He sighed then chuckled then looked me in the eye. " yeah, i needed it, maybe you should've done the same? " he said. I stiffen and my serious firm guarded self is back.

" Not for people like me. " i say as i walked towards the doors, he follows along beside me, but he doesnt say a word.

" So what does Morse need from you? " I asked breaking thr awkward silence.

"something about a code 3? Sounds serious. " he says and i snapped towards him. He's been pulled back in for the same mission as me?why?

" wait code 3? That's my soon to be mission. " i said.

He didnt looked fazed or surprised, liked he already knew.

He sighes deeply before we open the doors to enter in. " Just hear Morse out. Ok? " he says. He knows how i feel about this, he knows i'll object. I love Sam, to death, but never again will I team up with him for a mission ever again. People when teaming up with tend to get hurt, very hurt. The last time teamed up, everything went to chaos, distruction, hell. I am not going to relive that, bad guys know who i am, everytime they're infolved with me, stuff gets messy.

" Brief us? Youre assasigned to this too? "

" Yeah, partner "

" Nice. "