"Shawn."
"Shawn."
The sound of his gloves hitting the punching bag at a certain rhythm blocked out the voice that was calling out to him. A hand grabs his shoulder making him turn around and put the person in head lock. Shawn soon lets the person go realizing that it was just his best friend Brian.
"Dude what has gotten into you?" Brian asks rubbing his neck. "Anyways, boss is looking for you. Seems urgent."
Shawn nods, "Thanks."
He takes off his gloves before walking off to the locker rooms. As he strips of his clothing and stands in the shower, the hot water flowing down his back, releasing his tense muscles, he couldn't help but wonder what his boss needed him for.
He had just come from a mission and wasn't due for another one until next week. The shower stops and Shawn grabs a towel, wrapping it around his waist and walking over to the mirrors. Fog filled the locker room and the moist covered the mirror. He wiped enough to see his face, dark bags rest under his eyes right with a small cut. He played with his necklace just staring at his reflection.
Shawn sighs before changing to a new plain white shirt and his black jeans, before grabbing his stuff and walking out.
The hallway was empty and dark, offices were closed and all that could be heard was the ticking of clocks. Shawn finally reaches the elevator and takes it up to his boss' office.
"Brian said you needed to see me." Shawn enters the office of the director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. He sits across from his boss and drops his bag beside him with a small thud.
"You know you are the best right?" His boss starts out.
"What are you getting at Andrew?" Shawn questions, only wanting to go home and sleep but also intrigued by what he's going to say.
"Well you're only the best because you've been trained by the best," Andrew pertains to himself. "Besides that, I need you to go undercover for a mission."
"For why." Shawn straightens up in his seat.
"Sources says she's an assassin, but we have nothing to prove of it. There's nothing for her background but she only has recent activity listed," Andrew hands Shawn a manila folder, which to when Shawn opens it he only finds one piece of paper containing useless information.
"She works at moonlight diner downtown and she's twenty? What am I suppose to use this information for?"
"Oh, her name is also Aella, don't know her last name though."
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leather jacket - shawn mendes
Fanfiction"I'm in love with this leather jacket" - Started 052419 Published 070319 Finished