Conflicted (Flip Zimmerman)

33. Mark of the beast

* A/N: happy holidays, I normally avoid the holidays to be quite honest with you all but I wanted to tell you all that  each of you are amazing and I'm super grateful for all you, I hope you enjoy :) I also wanted to point out there's a reason I kept Salem's pov out of the chapters, so please bare with me -Ren <3*

"Flip, I don't even know the details on the trial. That's confidential-" Freya sat on your left side, she'd sketch to pass the time as you laid unconscious.

"But you know who this agent is, don't you? So does she," Flip's thumb ran across your knuckles. "At least tell me who he is? Another Mateo?"

"Definitely not another Mateo," Freya shook her head, the thought of you and Axel in a romantic way made her chuckle.

Flip grew annoyed with her lack of transparency, he gestured to the dead roses. Freya rolled her eyes as she stood up and discarded them.

"We were all close friends when we were at the academy. There was a case the NSA involved the BAU, that caused a drift between them. Don't ask me about that because I don't even know what it was." She scolded him. "I never understood all this bureaucratic bullshit."

"How bad is it gonna be? She's not even an agent anymore." Flip's concern grew.

"If it's true what Mateo said about new evidence, about her... practicing." She hesitated, not really wanting to discuss this while you were unconscious. "Then this might be targeted towards her father."

"Rossi? Why him?" Flip asked with furrowed brows.

"He was in charge when she started practicing and he barely found out now. It's not exactly a good look, not when they're father-daughter." Freya pointed out.

"Why did she do it? I mean she had all of you," Flip couldn't wrap his head around it.

"You're right, she does but none of us have gone through what she's been through. That alone can make some one feel isolated." Freya made a good point. "We should be grateful, it might've been the reason she held on for so long."

"I won't let her go through that again, I don't care what it is. I'll always be by her side." There was pride under his sorrow as he kept his eyes on your face. "She shouldn't have had to resort to that."

Freya wondered what thoughts were running through his mind. "Maybe you should make it official," Flip's head snapped up, he eyed the small smile she wore on her face. "I have to go pick up Ron from the airport, Liam and Eric, will be here soon."

"Thank you, Freya. For everything." Freya knew what he meant. He wasn't just thanking her for picking up Ron at the airport. He was thankful because if it wasn't for Freya's persuasion, he wouldn't have you.

"Don't thank me, just watch over our girl." Freya softly spoke. "I'll be back." She whispered into your hair, kissing the top of your head.

"Always." Flip nodded, she looked at you and Flip before leaving.

Your hands were freezing, he kissed your knuckles and fingers so it'd warm them up. He held your hand close to his mouth.

"Come on, angel, open those eyes for me." Flip whispered into your hand. "You're safe now-"

Flip's eyes widened as he felt your fingers start to twitch in his hands. "That's right, darlin' I'm right here and I'm not going anywhere." He moved strands of hair away from your forehead, he gently kissed your cheek.

Your brows furrowed slightly, Flip broke out in a big smile. "That's my good girl," he smiled at you, lightly laughing. "I love you, angel. I'm so proud of you."