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00 13

While I Was Bleeding Out, He Lit Lanterns For Her

While I Was Bleeding Out, He Lit Lanterns For Her

Katie Oettgen
As I lay on the floor of our manor, bleeding out from a ruptured ectopic pregnancy, I used my last ounce of strength to call my husband, Cole. I begged him for help, my vision blurring. But the only thing I heard was the clinking of champagne glasses and his mistress's giggle in the background. "Stop the drama, June," Cole snapped, his voice cold. "We're about to go on stage. Don't call again." He hung up, leaving me to die alone on the Persian rug while he accepted an award with another woman on his arm. I woke up in the hospital days later. My baby was gone. They had removed my fallopian tube. Cole finally arrived, smelling of expensive scotch and his mistress's perfume. He didn't hug me. He didn't cry. Instead, he leaned over my hospital bed, pressing his knee into the mattress until my fresh stitches tore open and bled. "You embarrassed me by calling an ambulance," he hissed. "My mistress, Alycia, says you're faking it. Clean yourself up." He left me bleeding again to go announce a $10 million donation to Alycia's "groundbreaking" medical research. I stared at the TV screen, numb. The research Alycia was taking credit for? It was mine. I wrote that patent years ago under a pseudonym. They thought I was just a poor, orphan housewife who needed Cole's money to survive. They had no idea I was actually a billionaire scientist hiding my identity. I pulled the IV needle out of my arm. A drop of blood fell onto the divorce papers I had been hiding. I didn't wipe it off. I signed my name right over it. Then I walked into the bank, reactivated my dormant account with $128 million, and bought the penthouse directly overlooking Cole's house. The mourning widow is dead. The avenger is born.
Romance CrimeRevengePregnancyEnemies to LoversPregnancyPersonal Growth
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Zero's POV

"Sir if I may speak to you about your decision."

"The decision has already been made Agent 53 there is nothing to discuss." I address him calmly.

"Agent 13 is hardly-"

"My decision is final and that is that."

"She's wild, she's reckless, her tactics are, are barbaric!"

"She gets the job done."

"She's a loose cannon."

"She's also, the best agent we've ever had."

"I understand that, really I do, " he responds "but do you really believe this is a good idea? Throwing her into a team of agents? She hasn't worked with anyone in over two years. You of all people know how she can get with other agents, she doesn't trust them, and throwing her into a group of complete strangers is not going to end well. Somebody's going to get hurt and it's not going to be her!"

"I am aware."

"Then why not just send her on the mission alone? You said so yourself she gets the job done."

I say nothing in reply as I hand him the mission file, giving him time to read over it before speaking again.

"Normally, yes I would send her on this mission alone but as you pointed out, I do know her, and I know how she can get. She is the only one capable of completing this mission but I'm not going to risk sending her on it alone. I need other agents to keep an eye on her and report back if she begins taking things too far. She knows these people better than anyone, regretfully, and she can help the team just as much as they can help her. Who knows this might just be the chance to get her back on a team, permanently."

"You know she'll never agree to this." He responds, glancing up from the file.

"Actually, she already has."

Cody's POV

I slam my fist into the punching bag yet again and watch as it shakes and protests against the chains.

"Hit that thing any harder and you'll break it."

I turn to face a smirking Devin leaning on the wall across from me.

"Like I care." I retort. He opens his mouth to make a smart arse reply but is cut off as Chase walks up.

"Devin quit bothering Cody."

"Me!?" shouts Devin "I didn't even do anything!"

"Yet" Jason interjects as he sits down on the benches. I shoot Devin a smug look causing him to curse under his breath and flip me the bird.

"That's enough" Chase snaps.

"Someone got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning." Mumbles Jason earning snickers from me and Devin as well as a glare from Chase. He holds his hands up in surrender.

"Just saying" he states as Chase continues to glare. Suddenly the PA speakers blast to life.

"Delta team 2 please report to chief Zero's office for mission briefing."

"The chief's office?" Jason questions

"It must be pretty important if he wants to speak to us directly." Chase muses. Though what he said makes sense. The chief never calls field agents to his office unless it's important. He usually just has another high ranking agent brief us on our missions.

"Well let me be the first to say...Let's not piss him off and stand around all day!" Devin shouts before turning and booking it out of here. Devin has a...interesting personality...we think he's bipolar, he disagrees.

We follow out of the training room, just not as quickly, proceeding to walk through a series of hallways and rooms, occasionally bumping into other agents. We finally make it to the door labeled, Zero, only to see Devin waiting outside.

"What took you so long?" he demands, we...ignore him.

Chase knocks politely on the door and steps aside as it is opened by Agent 53.

"Sir." Chase addresses him politely. He nods back in response before stepping to the side and motioning for us to enter. The chief is a man in his early forties with light brown hair and matching brown eyes. He sat at his desk wearing a black suit and matching bow tie.

"Sit" he commands motioning with his hand at the four empty chairs resting in front of his desk.

"Leave us" he orders Agent 53, who turns and leaves, shutting the door silently behind him. We all turn our full attention to him as he hands us each a copy of the same file.

"The target is Tony Martin, he's a drug lord who recently happened to get his hands on some of our tech." I raise my eyebrows, somebody give the guy a gold medal.

"How?" Devin asks.

"I'm not at liberty to discuss that with you." I stare at him dumbstruck. We need any and all information we can get.

"Why?" I question, my tone coming out slightly accusing. He turns his icy glare to me.

"It is being taken care of." His voice deadly calm. "I expect you all to be packed within the next hour and waiting at the airfield. Further information as well as instructions will be given on the flight, you are dismissed."

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