Only Human//M.R American Assassin

Part Two

"I honestly don't think any of them can pass for Orion." Ophelia said sitting back in the chair. She crossed one leg over another and undid your ponytail. "Regular C.I.A maybe, but not for the select group." Stan looked at the girl across the desk from him and leaned forward folding his hands. He stared at the brunette girl who returned the same expression before he gave her a small smile. "No one has been as good as you since your class." He said slowly.

Ophelia narrowed her eyes and stopped massaging her scalp. I feel like there is a butt somewhere in there." She said slowly. Stan shook his head, the grin still on his face as he stood up. "You are correct O, I haven't seen anyone as good as you come through till now." He slapped the file down in front of her as she reached to grab it. Looking at the contents she raised her eyes to him as she continued to read.

"Why am I reading a file on Mitch Rapp?" She asked closing the folder and setting it in her lap. Stan looked at her and leaned against the desk in front of her. Ophelia looked into the eyes that she had inherited and sighed while closing her eyes. "Let me guess, i'm not here to scope out the new guys to see who's good enough to join. I'm here to play babysitter." Ophelia grumbled. "This would be just like you guys. I told you I was ready to be back in the field and you promised me that you would put me out there. But no now I have to babysit some hot shot lunatic because you don't think he's ready."

Stan's smile dropped from his face as he crossed his arms. "Ophelia you know that I wouldn't have you do this if I didn't think you were the best at it. You and Rapp have similarities, the sa-" O held up a hand to silence the man in front of her.

"Stop. Just because we both had significant others who died, doesn't mean that we are the same. He is reckless and that can get you killed in the field." She said standing up and throwing the file back on the desk. Before she could say anything else though, there was a knock on the door and someone came through. Ophelia didn't turn around but tensed up at the gruff voice that had spoken realizing that it was the first time that she had actually heard him speak.

"Sir, you wanted to see me?" Mitch said clearing his throat. He noticed the way the girl in front of him had tensed up when he spoke. Honestly if he didn't have the skills that he didn't he would have missed the way her hair had sung when her body moved. He kept his eyes trained on the back of her head for a few seconds before Stan nodded and walked around and sat back in his chair.

"Yes, I did actually. I wanted you to meet someone" He said gesturing to Ophelia. She narrowed her eyes at him as he spoke. "This is Ophelia Lane. She is one of my best agents that came out of here and she is one of the best that the C.I.A has to offer. And she's going to be your partner while you're here." Ophelia glanced slightly to the left and nodded before looking at Stan. Mitch just stood there staring at both of them. He could tell that the idea to be paired up with him wasn't Ophelia's and if he was being honest with himself, he didn't like the idea either.

"Sir, with all due respect I don't think it's necessary that I have someone with me while I'm here. I work better by myself." Mitch said gruffly crossing his arms. Ophelia licked her lips and moved to speak when Stan slammed a hand down on the table making her jump slightly.

"Look. I don't give a flying fuck what either of you want. Lane, Rapp you WILL work together while you're here at the Barn and you WILL obey me and any other order I give you." He said the calm look that he had gone. Mitch saw Ophelia stiffen up again and turn on her heel walking out the door slamming it behind her.

"Go fucking find something useful to do with yourself Rapp. I'm tired of looking at you." Stan said as Mitch nodded and walked out of the room.

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