"Hi, Declan! It's so good to see you again." Prentiss greeted.
"Hi, Lauren. I thought you were caught by the police?" the 10 years old ask.
Prentiss looked at Louise, who showed her an expression of gratitude. She guesses Agent Marianne must have filled her in.
"Come into the house, Declan, I will explain," Prentiss replied.
"Is this where we will stay now?" Declan asked, always the curious one.
"Yes, Declan. Do you like it? There's a bedroom for you waiting for you to decorate it." Agent Marianne replied.
"Really? Can I see it? I want to see it now!" Declan shouted excitedly.
"Sure, I will bring you." Agent Marianne replied, pulling Declan to his room and left Prentiss with Louise.
"Hi, Louise. I guess Agent Marianne told you who I really am. I'm sorry for all I've done, but I'm not sorry for wanting to give Declan a normal life he deserves." Prentiss broke the silence.
"Hey, Lauren. Or should I address you as Agent Emily now?" Louise asked.
"Emily will do." Prentiss smiled widely. It's so good to be Emily again.
"Hey, Emily. You don't have to apologize. To be honest, I have dreamed about this day for so long that I don't even think it's possible. I was hoping that out there somewhere, there will be someone who suddenly kidnaps Declan just to let him have his own life, not the life his father wants him to. This reality seems so much better. Thank you so much." Louise told Prentiss.
"Hey Louise, it meant a lot to me that you understood because I planned to stay with both of you for at least a year to get Declan situated. Do let me know if there is anything I can help with. You don't have to serve me anymore. I can take care of myself. You just have to focus on Declan, okay?" Prentiss asked.
"Sure Emily. But I will still take care of you as long as you are with us. Let me do this as gratitude to you saving both of us." Louise replied.
"Okay. Let's grab all the things into the house." Prentiss said.
When Prentiss walked into the house, she heard Declan's laughter while chatting with Agent Marianne. She smiled at herself, thinking that the mission is all worth it.
"Hey buddy, do you like your room?" Louise asked.
"YES! It's perfect." Declan smiled and jumped on the bed, his bed now.
"Agent Prentiss. Can I have a word with you?" Agent Marianne asked.
"Sure, Agent. Anyways, I'm no longer an agent now. You can call me Emily or Prentiss."
"Okay, noted Emily. This way" Agent Marianne brought her into the kitchen.
"What's up?" Prentiss noted the serious expression of the agent.
"They can't break Doyle in prison. They need some dirt on him. And I can't think, but Declan might do it."
"No. I'm not using the boy as a pawn," Prentiss replied.
"Think about it. It's much safer for Declan too. With Doyle in prison thinking that his son's dead, whoever that's left of his team will think so too and they won't spend much energy to find Declan. Instead, they will spend time finding who killed Declan, which they won't find. Plus, imagine if they knew he had a son. Imagine the things they would do to Declan to break Doyle. Isn't it better to end his suffering first?"
"Sounds reasonable and feasible. How do you suggest we do it?" Prentiss asked.
"I know a small house. It's at 1518 Adams Street. It looks dirty, and we can tie both Declan and his nanny up, blindfolded, with a gun pointing towards them. Of course, some fake blood smearing around both of them. With the flash from the camera, it will look real."
"You sound experienced. But I don't want to know why. Let me talk to Declan first. When do you need an answer?" Prentiss asked.
"By this week. I'm given two weeks for this relocation of Declan and Louise."
"You got it. Will let you know. Where will you be staying?" Prentiss asked.
"I haven't booked a hotel yet because we just touched down. I'll let you know when I found one." Agent Marianne replied.
"Hey, why don't you sleep in one of the rooms here. I'm sure there's more than enough rooms." Prentiss replied.
"Are you okay with it? I don't want to intrude."
"You kidding? After all, you have done? Come on."
"Okay then, thank you so much, Emily. Really appreciate it." Agent Marianne said, gratefully.
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The Transfer
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