Morris's Point of View.
"Hey." I had been standing there for a while and she didn't even know it. It was either she did know or maybe she didn't want to hear. Or perhaps she didn't want us to have any conversation. I was still going to try. How was I even supposed to win her over if we couldn't engage... If I couldn't engage her.
She turned around slowly, and then flashed me that smile of hers that drove me nuts. It always made me want to run to Tiffany & Co. to buy a ring just for her finger. "Morris, hi."
She continuously stirred batter, her smile intact. "How are you?" She asked. There was a lot I wanted to tell her. A lot I wanted to confess to her. A lot I wanted her to know, as heavy as there were. But I couldn't. For crying out loud, I know how crazy it seemed to me when girls tell how in love they were with me. Now, I felt just a little bit of what they must have known trying to make me under
Katy's Point of View."You keep saying it like you mean it, " he said. He was entirely too close. I liked it, but he didn't need to know that, and I didn't want him to know.No matter how hard I fought, I found myself leaning in. And just when I thought this would be it, when I thought he would finally touch my lips with his, he backed out, smirking. He stared at me for a while, waiting for my reaction. I shrugged from his touch and made my way to the coffee table and then back at the door again. And then back at the coffee table again."Are you okay?""I'm fine. Thank you." He sure as well knew that I wasn't, so why was he asking? Urgh!"You're pacing.""Your point?""Are you going to tell me what it is or what?" He said it with such a straight face that made me pause and stare at him. He... He was actually making
Katy's Point of View.Jackson? Really?Of all thebackup theycouldsend, it wasJackson. We couldn't even agreeon apen to useat the office, itwas heretheythought we wouldbothsucceed? Ifelt like screaming, preferably atMrs Smith's face. Lether feela little bit of this heat.She had promised me thiswouldn'thappen.Shepromised, on herpart,that thisjobwould beglitch-free. Now, hereI was.Standing nottoo farfromJackson'sannoyinglysmug face. If we got caught, theboth of us wasgoing to bethrown intothedepthsofthe ocean. Everythingwas going to getscraped,everythingthat mightproofthat we workedhere. Likefishes.Onlythetestimoniesof
Katy's Point of View."You'regoingto be okay.Youwon't die becauseI'mhere." He spokeinhush buthismouthwasn't moving. I shook myhead. He hadalready gottennothing but bad reactions from me today,Irefusedto besubjecttoitoverandover again."Stopstaring at me or youmightmake peoplestartto stare.We have hadenough drama today, you and me.""I agree, youwere the one whowanted itthat way.""Ifyou had notcome here, therewouldhave beenno reason for me to be dramatic. Look, Jackson, not tonight.Ifearedthiswouldhappen.Ifearedthatthebothofuswouldleavethemission andletourpersonaldifferencesgetthe 
Katy's Point of View.WhenI pulled back,Iknew he was going to besurprised. He wassurprised, but notdispleased. He smiled slowly and gave me one last chaste kiss before hefinally closedthe door behind him. Good call. Seriously,angryand jealousAdelaide,I knewI didn't want to face as much asIdidn't want to faceCarson. Myheartwas stillbeating fast butnot fromthe scare. Who knew kisses could makeyoulightheaded?"I didn't reallyexpect you to bein here." Hesearchedmy eyesandIbegantosearchmyheadfrantically.Think,Kate! Think!I blurtedthe first thingthatcame to my mind. "Um... Well,I was lookingfor you. I didn't like the way we leftthings this morning.AndIcan't help but feeltha
Katy'sPoint of View.Everyone wasseatedatthe dining table andeven though tomorrowwas going to be hard on us becausethere wouldbetons ofthings toclean up,the cake we hadin front of us wasa very wildcomfort.Ileaned close to Adelaide who was sittingbeside me, "Is itcrazy or too forward of me to ask you forthe ingredientof this?"Shelaughed,shaking herhead. "Ofcourse, not. Ilearned it from someone elseright? Whycan'tsomeone else learn from me?""Thanks." I smiled back. Then Carson cleared his throat andthe conversation held still. He wastheboss afterall. I had insisted we sit far from eachother. It wouldn't besogood of an idea to have him sitting closeto me. I didn't wantJackson getting an idea andI'm sure he felt the
Carson's Point of View.The minute we stepped in,I already knewwhat everyone was going to say. I knew them too well notto know. Fromeverything, the way Morriskept a calm smile was surprising,beingthatCharmaine was inthe room.Hecarefullyclosedthe doorbehind him, immediatelyhecame in after her. When it was obvious that we weren'tbeingheard, he finally let out. "Dangit!What are you doing,Carson?You didn't tell me you weregoing to get herinvolved. Nowshe's here.We had a ball tonight,forall wecare, freaks have sentoutassassins to kill mysister?What then?Whatdo you plan to do then?"Offended and trying not tomatch hisstone, to showhimtherespect,Islowlyspoke."We willcross that bridgewhe
Carson's Point of View."Really?You're really going to help?"Morris seemed to beshocked tohearthat.Sometimes he forgot how much his sister wasfond ofhim andlooked out for him even though he tried to act all toughandacted as though he didn't need ithalf of the time."Yes. I am going tohelp.I don't know butI just didn'tbelieve itwhen you saidthatyou had ithandled."Ifrownedthen. "Nobody saidthat.""Your body languagedid.Very loudly.I've not even been in thishouseup to a day andIcould readoff everythingthat washappening.I might not be onehundred percentright, butI wouldn't be too far off." She startedfromMorris to me. I knewwhere she was heading and ifIwasbeinghonest,I didn't
Katy's Point of View.Igently stirred in my bedand stared upatthe ceiling forwhatseemed like forever. I had alot to do today and my stomach grumbled uncomfortably. Ithadto beallthecakeIate yesterday or just the reminderthattwo guests were in the house.Theother one wasunwanted, andtheother one,Ihad astrongfeeling, didn't like me.Sighing,I curled like a worm, hugging mylegswhilelying on the bed still.Evenwhen my alarmstarted going crazy,Ididn'tbudge. I had a lot to dotoday, butIwanted to sleep in.Finally deciding to choose the mission overbeauty sleep,Ikicked my feet off the bedand partedthe curtains, letting sunshine intothespace. Perhaps,that would help me getrid
Kathy's POVThe fireplace had been on all the while as we lay down on his office floor. It was almost... Magical. But my bones were starting to ache. Regardless, all these was perfect. Well... Almost. I turned to look at him. I knew he was staring at me. Like a little child that thought... Not expected to lose something. We never got the chance to talk. Maybe we'd do it now before we made our way to the plane."You love me, don't you?" I whispered and he rolled his eyes, smiling."I thought you were going to start with something a little bit more scary." He said, chuckling and pressing a light kiss on my temple. His eyes were calm and frantic at the same time. Perhaps I was just seeing things."Love is not scary to you? Well, you're who I want to be when I grow up." I said, and he laughed. It sounded forced. He knew."You know, come to think of it. Yesterday night you almost gave me a heart attack.""How?""When you almost walked out
Charmaine's POV"What in the heck?" The woman who was just threatening me, exclaimed and slowly lowered her gun."Well... I would have said that but wouldn't be nearly as cool since you've already said it." Jack said and shrugged, he put his own gun down too. And I just stood there, grasping to understand what in the heck was going on. The woman rolled her eyes and walked around me, just as her hands started sticking the gun in its place in the holster."Optics said you were kidnapped." She said as she came to stand in front of him. His eyes studied the wound that had started bleeding again. "And shot.""They said I was shot?" Jackson's eyebrow shot up."Well, no. But I can see that for myself now. You were supposed to duck, you know." She said, and he scoffed."I was not given that luxury. This is not training. I'm in the field and I'm being an agent. Do try not to judge me already.""Yes, well. It's kinda my job. So... But don't wor
Charmaine's POVI raced to his side the minute his eyelids fluttered, breathing thanks to God as he'd been unconscious for hours since we landed in the middle of a small town called Laddertown. Thankfully, he hadn't noticed the disturbing odour of chicken, cow, and goat feces."Where are we?" He asked, trying to get up but only wincing and falling back on the hay that I'd laid him on with the help of the kind farmer that owned the property we'd landed on. Other than the fact that we had almost given his wife a small heart attack and had fallen on his freshly planted corn, I was certain he had nothing else against us."You have to rest, my love. Oh, I'm so glad you're up. What were you thinking, scaring me like that!" I scolded, angry at him like it was his fault he got shot. Like he was the one who pulled Jessica's bullet to his belly."From the look of things, I don't think I'm going to die." He joked, laughing.I gently nudged his shoulder. "Quit
Kathy's POV"You have to understand, Carson. If you were standing there long enough, you'd know that it had been him who'd been kissing me. I didn't kiss him." I said, following him into the office and shutting the door after me. The last thing I wanted was for Morris and, especially, Annabel to be dragged into this."So I didn't just see you locking lips with him?" Carson asked, his eyes more deadly than I had ever seen."For crying out loud, no! You have to believe me. He kissed me, and I was pushing him when I heard you step into the office.""You were pushing him, but not hard enough to let him get away from you. Am I supposed to believe that a field agent who had been trained to protect herself above every other thing couldn't fend a man off herself?""There was no way I could do that without hurting him, you know that.""Yes, I do. If you don't mind, I'd really love to be alone right now." He said, then turned his back to me.I
Kathy's POV"Hey," Abel said, smiling brightly as he saw that I was the one behind his door. He immediately stepped aside, and I entered. My heart was beating so loudly. Not from fear but from the uncertainty of what was going to happen next. He had to know that my mind was made up. Perhaps that would cause him to stop... Whatever plan I knew for sure that he was hatching. "I thought you would be sleeping by now, Kate."I exhaled slowly, refusing to let that old name he used to call me get in the way. "Well, I couldn't sleep. Besides, there was something that I had to tell you. Something you have to know. It can't wait till morning.""It's more important than sleep?""Well, it definitely is if I'm standing here with you now," I said, trying to place a kind smile on my face. I forgot how good he was at reading me."Are you okay?""I'm great," I said, my voice high-pitched. Of course, I wasn't okay. I was about to be as blunt as I could to Abe
Annabel's POVThe door banged again, and this time it made me more annoyed rather than laugh. With sleepy rage, I made my way out of the bed and rushed to the door, prepared to scratch the Intruder's face off if I had to. But as I opened the door and found Morris staring back at me, the angry words that had once resided at the tip of my tongue fled.He smiled lightly... At me? I was tempted to look behind me just to be sure. But I didn't do that. "Hey." He said."Hey," I repeated, wondering what to say next. I was afraid to talk again. Morris could barely look at me and the last thing I needed was to say anything that would make the situation worst than it already was."Hi." He said."Hi." I repeated. Again. He chuckled softly and studied me for a while, the laughter still hovering around the corner of his eyes."Are you going to let me in or...?" He trailed, and I frowned slightly. He must have seen the look on my face because he rushed to
Kathy's POV"You don't have to be in here, you know," Carson said quietly as I cleaned his wounds. His eyes wouldn't leave his fists, which were still clenched, regardless of the pain he must have been feeling as it was bleeding."I want to be in here," I said, maybe a bit more forcefully than I intended. He looked up at me but only briefly before he lowered his eyes again. Even without him speaking, I knew what he was doing. He was shutting me out. He was closing his heart just in case..."Hey," I called to him, placing my palm over his roughened jaw. He still didn't look up. "You remember what you said in that garden, right?" I asked and I saw a ghost smile. Perhaps it was just my imagination."I do." He said, the smile was in his voice. I wasn't just imagining it. "How could I forget it. It had to have been one of the best, if not the best, moments of my life."Suddenly in the moods to play games, I said: "you mean when you said you loved me?"
Carson's POVMorris sighed as Abel stepped into the office. The tension could have been sliced in half. I hated the situation we were in. Abel and I had always loved to joke around. Morris had always been the quiet one. Now, it was obvious that Morris was doing all he could to fill in the space, and even he was uncomfortable."I want you to know that this meeting will be civil. Neither of you will talk stupidly to each other. Neither of you will make this a wrestling ground. You will be respectful, and we will both act like nothing but adults, do you understand?""Yes," Abel said, nodding. I shrugged."Okay, good. Now, Abel, I don't understand what you said in the living room. Do you mind elaborating further?" Morris said, chuckling. "I do not mean to laugh, but this situation is very complicated. Funny too.""Katherine and I used to love each other." Abel began, and I felt anger rise within me."But that's not the case anymore, is it?" I said, and Abel stared at me for a while, then
Charmaine's POV"How are we going to do that without dying? I don't know if you have realized this yet, but we are in a plane.""Jet.""Same thing! They both hover in the sky and falling from both of them could give us both broken spines.""I know you're scared, my love—" he began. Oh, he'd called me his love! I would have shot up from my chair and done my crazy happy dance had it not been that he was making a crazy suggestion. And even crazier because it honestly sounded like the best we had so far."It's not about being scared, Jack. It's about being careful. I don't want to fall off from the sky.""You're not going to. I'm going to hold on tight to you and protect you fiercely, you have my word.""Then you'll be doing all the work?" I asked and he nodded his head. He looked happy that I had finally gotten him."No! Absolutely not. Jack, we are parents now. We can't go making crazy decisions. We have a daughter to consi