Agent B's point of view

"How was your flight?" A man asked as he approached me. I watched as the jet took off and I looked at him.

"Fair." I answered and he nodded. I grabbed the handles to my bags and he grabbed one himself, helping me out.

"I'm sure you will see the four guys as anything but dangerous. They're wonderful." He said and I nodded, staying silent. "I'm assume that your boss told you that you will be staying with them?" He asked and I looked at him.

"I was not aware." I told him and he bit his lip. I counted to ten in my head calmly and took a deep breath. "Where are we going?" I asked, trying not to flip.

"I'm taking you to the car and from there you will be taken to their house. It is rented so please be careful and do not damage the place. All damages caused by you with evidence and proof is taken out of your paycheck." He told me and I nodded.

"Fair enough." I said and followed him into an elevator. We stood in silence, my fingers curled tightly around the handle of my bag.

"I asked about you and I know you're pretty cold hearted." He said and I glanced at him. "Please be nice to the guys, they mean no harm."

"We'll see." I said and he nodded. The elevator doors open and I walked out after I let the man leave first.

I was taken to a black car and the trunk was popped open. I put my suitcases in there and then looked at the man. "Please help the guys and good luck." He told me and I gave him a curt nod.

I closed the trunk and then got into the car. I buckled up and he looked at me. "Good day love." He said and I nodded.

"Hello." I said and looked out the window as he started the car, driving away from the building I was currently in.

"I'm John, the guys call me Johnny. I'm their driver." He said and I looked at him.

"What did the girl who broke into the tour bus look like?" I asked him, wasting no time in asking.

"She was blonde and had these really intimidating green eyes. Um, she had a rather sharp jawline and high cheekbones. She was skinny and she was tall and she had this scar along her cheek. It was a straight line." He explained and I nodded.

I stayed silent, my jaw slightly clenched. I killed her. I know I did. I watched her stop breathing and I watched her limp body be taken into an ambulance.

I failed at killing her and I never fail at killing someone.

"Ma'am, are you okay?" He asked and I nodded because I wasn't about to get hung over it.

"How long until we are there?" I asked him and he glanced at me before looking back at the road.

"I say about fifteen more minutes miss." He told me and I nodded. It went silent once again and I stared out the window, deep inside of my thoughts that will never cease to catch every aspect of my attention.

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"We are here ma'am." He said and I looked at him. I nodded and got out, opening the door and then closing it.

He followed me to the back and I thanked him as he helped me grab my bags. He walked me to the front door and I knocked on it.

"Have a good day ma'am." He said and I gave him a curt nod. He set my bag down and then went to the car as the front door opened.

"Are you Agent B?" The curly haired boy asked as I turned to look at him. I gave him a nodded and he narrowed his eyes.

Expecting a reaction similar to this, I reached into my shirt pocket and handed him my agency I.D. He looked at it and then nodded, letting me in. "Do you need help with your bags?"

"No." I said and grabbed all the bags easily. I brought them into the house and he handed me my I.D back. I put it in my shirt and he grabbed one of my bags.

"I'll help anyways. Let me show you to your room." He said and I nodded. I followed him, taking my remaining bags, and then came across three other boys sitting on a couch.

"This is your room." He told me and I nodded as I set my bags in there. "Oh yeah, I'm Ashton. I'm the uh drummer."

"Pleasure." I said and shook his hands. "Thank you." I told him and he nodded.

"You're welcome. Um, I'll leave you to unpack a bit. I'll be in the living room." He said and I nodded as he looked around at the room a bit.

He left the room shortly after and I set my suitcase on the bed. I unzipped it and then pulled everything out, tossing it on the bed because my guns were all on safety mode and my knifes were all in their cases.

I placed them in the drawers carefully and then let the shotgun and my fully automatic MMG stand up against the wall, safety mode on each of them.

I held the bullet packs in my hands and laid them out on the desk, making sure I had a few extra packs for each of my guns. I left them there and then put my suitcase inside of the closet, hiding in it back.

I took my second one and took out my clothes, folding the most way and hanging the rest so it was nice and organized.

I threw the suitcase back into the closet aswell and grabbed the final one. I opened it and then pulled out my silencers and bullet proof vest, setting them down on the vest.

I pulled out four more vests, a little larger than the one I owned, and set them down, eyeing them as I thought about my choices and what I can do.

I emptied the suitcase, clipping on a silver cross necklace. I hid it underneath my shirt and then threw the last suitcase inside of the closet.

I put my vest up inside of the closet and then put away the rest of my belongings, leaving the four bullet proof vest out and a few small tracking devices.

I gathered them in my arms and then left the room, going into the living room. I set them down on a couch and they looked at me, a little wide eyed and with much curiosity and confusion.

"What is all that for?"

"You." I answered, handing each boy a vest. The red haired one took it, and the super short haired one took it, the other two refused to take it without an explanation.

"Luke, is it really hard to comprehend? We're in danger again, we're getting bulletproof vests. Are you stupid or something?" Calum said and Ashton chuckled, agreeing as he took one of the two vests from my hands.

"I see now. Luke, just take the damn thing man. Don't want you getting shot." Ashton said and Luke huffed, snatching it from my hands as he glared at Ashton.

"Shut the hell up Ashton." He said and I glared at him. "Did I hurt your feelings? Want me to apologize?"

"Phones." I nearly snapped because of him and they looked at me. The only one who handed me their phone was the one with a shaved head, the others just eyed me.

"I'll need to see an I.D agent. You don't trust just anyone with your phones." The red head said and I handed it to him before taking the case off of the phone.

I put a small tracking device on it and then slipped the case back on. "What was that?" He asked as I handed the phone back to him.

"What's your name?" The red head asked me as Ashton handed me his phone.

"Agent B." I said without a second thought as I took the case off Ashton's phone, slipping the tracking device into it.

"The one on your birth certificate. Your actual name." The redhead explained and I looked to him as I handed Ashton his phone.

"Agent. B." I said slowly because I doubt he's stupid. He clearly heard me the first time.

"What does the 'B' stand for then?"

"Not important." I told him. "Now, phone." I said and he handed me his, along with my I.D.

I put my I.D in the blonde's hand because he wanted it and I slipped a tracking device into the red head's phone. I gave it back and took my I.D from the blonde.

"What are you doing to our phones?" The blonde asked, hestitantly handing me his.

"Looks like she's putting some kind of chip in it, like a little tracking device." Ashton said and I nodded. "So like, if we get lost, she just tracks where our phones are and stuff because the actual card in the phone can easily by tampered with. Come on Luke."

"Smart boy Ashton." I praised as I handed the blonde his phone back. "What are your names?" I asked because their faces are familiar from the files, but I totally forgot their names.

"I'm Michael, this is Calum, you know Ashton, and that dickwad over there is Luke." Michael said and Calum laughed, pushing Michael and claiming that wasn't funny.

"So, uh, do you not talk much or do you just not like us?" Michael asked me and I glanced at him, my eyes catching sight of a blinking green light.

"Both." I answered and walked up to a picture frame. They scolded me and yelled at me for taking it down, but little did they know there was a camera hiding being it.

"Woah." Luke said as he looked at the lens, completely shocked it was there. I covered the screen and then ripped it out of the wall, not making too much of a hole in it.

I tossed it on the floor and then stepped on it, smashing the camera so that you can't track it or hack into it. It was all smashed, so the entire thing was scrap.

"How did you see that? How long has it been in there?" Calum asked as he looked at me, his brown eyes wide and full of amazement.

"It was blinking." I told them and Ashton stood up, running to a different room as Michael hung the picture back up.

"You can't even tell that a camera was ripped out of the wall." Michael said and they laughed at how idiotic their friend was.

Ashton came back with a broom and I took it for him, immediately sweeping the pieces up into the dustpan. I dumped it into a plastic bag that he held and he left, taking the broom and pan with him aswell.

"I think we all agree that maybe she's tougher than she looks." Luke said and I clenched my jaw. "Maybe she can kill someone-oh my god!" He shrieked as I throwing knife came within a few millimeters above his head.

"I'll murder you without a second thought." I growled at him and he nodded quickly, clutching on to his chest as his friends looked at me wide eyed.

"Well... she has a short temper." Calum said and nearly cried as I threw another one, a few millimeters away from his foot. "I'll shut up." He said as he caught my nasty glare and I nodded.

"Do it." I told him and picked up my knives with ease. I cleaned them on my jeans and they watched me.

"She's deadly." Ashton muttered and I tilted a knife in his direction. He literally screamed and then ran upstairs, slamming a door shut and most likely hiding beind it.

I put the knives away inside of my hoodie. I strapped them back against the fabric and they looked at me wide eyed. "I don't play nicely." I said and they nodded.