Endgame pt.1

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*ring ring*

"Boss, we need a jet." 

"Well good morning to you too Rogue." I rolled my eyes. "What's happening? Are you in trouble?"

"No. We need to get to London fast." I replied super dryly. 

"No pilots are available-" I turned off my phone and stopped the call before wasting any more time. I looked at Lexa, who by the way was listening to my call with Boss. I fell on my knees and tried to hold my emotions. I look up, only to see my partner smirking. 

"We need to go home. Now. Or I'm going to shoot someone in the brain." She grabbed my hand and I stood on my feet. "Well then, let's get you home. We need to find a jet first." 

I smirked. "I might know where to find one." 

...

We were in front of our private jet. If you ask me, it was waiting to be stolen. The small plane was black, no labels on it. Nothing. Of course, it was Elijah's jet, the first thing that crossed my mind was "He's going to hate me" but it was worth it. "Whose jet is that." I heard Lexa's voice. "You ask too many questions." I replied, still looking at the jet. 

"Well what do we do now?" I asked. 

"I'm a super spy I know how to fly a jet, thank you very much." I rolled my eyes as I watched my partner climbing the stairs, I followed her closely behind. As she opened the door. A man in a suit was hamming his gun on Lexa's forehead. Without any hesitation, he shot is shot but Lexa dodged the bullet, I quickly took the opportunity to take my gun out and I watched the man falling on the ground. 

"You're welcome." I replied with a proud smirk. 

As she entered the jet, she rolled the dead body on the stairs, but I decided to throw it down the stairs, on the runway. I entered the jet and I heard a voice. 

"Go check the plane while I started this thing." I simply nodded and held my gun in position in case of any surprises. The bar? Clear. The bathroom? Clear. The bedroom? Clear. 

I looked through the jet's window. "What a life." I thought. All the memories of the nights before rushed in my brain and all I could think of was "What is waiting for us in London?".

"This is your captain speaking, rogue please state your current status." Rogue's voice echoed through the jet. "All clear." As I entered the cockpit and sat beside her. I put on my headphones and connected it to the engine. 

I was preparing everything while Lexa made the plane moving on the runaway. 

"This is flight 034, asking permission for take off." I said in the microphone while Lexa was pushing all the buttons to start the plane. All we heard was a silence, a stressing silence. 

"Permission granted. Bon voyage." We both smiled. It worked.

"Oh hell yeah. Let's fly this baby!" Lexa looked like a little girl on Christmas. She pushed the plane slowly into the air and soon after, we were above Vegas. 

"Hello, this is your captain speaking, welcome aboard, we are presently flying at 29000 ft. on our flight from Vegas to London. We are expecting a smooth flight and anticipate an on time arrival in London at 8:25 a.m GMT, we hope you enjoy your flight." Did she really say that?

"Are you done?" I said without holding back my smile. 

...

The flight was pleasant, we arrived, safely that was the only thing that really mattered.

We were in the elevator, in direction of the parking lot. Lexa was connecting our earbugs. 

"Let's split up. We need to find the fastest car here." She nodded and we went on our own way. I turned left and she turned right. Luckily enough. I found a Lamborghini. A nice one. I feel sorry for the owner but whatever. I took one of my gadget and opened the door without making any sound. The car was easy to hack and I managed to found my partner. To alarm her, I made the engine roar and it, indeed, caught her attention. 

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