"Partners in Crime?"
"Always."
Top Secret Agent Clary Fray is the best in the business, but everyone knows her motto: "I work alone."
Yet all that's about to change whenever her boss/step-father Luke chooses the best Detective in the world to wor...
Damn we're getting stuff done today! Welcome back to the second update of the day, loves.
This chapter is going to be a bit more laid back, sort of like the calm before the storm, because if you remember correctly, we have seven more chapters until part two of this story transitions into part three!
Now if you paid attention to the chapter name of part two, you remember that title of it was actually Life's a Beach.
So here's the questions that will soon be answered: how will that be connected with our final parts of part two, and how will the poem I provided especially for this part of the story connect to the end of part two?
I wonder what'll go down in the next seven parts 🤔😈 💋Autumn.
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE THE LIVES WE REACH FOR
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Alec Skies on an afternoon as mysterious and life-changing as this one were cloudy and grey, the rain never wanting to stop, especially as summer came to a close and opened the doors for fall.
Both me and Clary stood outside the police station's plane, grasping onto our bags as we prepared ourselves for Hawaii.
Going into this trip, I felt the very same as Luke did: Cautious and on alert.
Something warped in my mind today, knowing that I had gained someone to lose and love all at once: Clary.
It wasn't as if it was a colossal change, after all, I had always been so set on protecting the innocents, and above all, my family. But now it was all aligned in a way that had a tremendous amount of sense. I was a man who was partnered with a powerhouse woman who could fend for herself (an absolute ass-kicker in my books), but yet again, I am desperately in love with this woman, which meant, my world surrounding how much protection I could give would never be the same.
Now that I had Valentine coming for my back, I had to have every second dedicated to not letting him come an inch near me. Then there was Clary, that I was worried sick for, and something churned in my gut at the thought of losing her just because of my selfish needs.
Eyes grazing over the dark road around me, I watched as Clary kicked at a rain puddle, her red hair flowing behind her in the wind as she smiled down at her reflection.
Not stopping myself, I smiled. It felt so easy to smile now, like there was no stopping this purposeful happiness despite the fact the sky was grey above us.
Would I always feel like this? Would I find myself in a position where I felt impossibly on edge, and I'd take one look at her and she just out right made all those insecurities about the worst go away?
