Chp. 70 “Mishap”

~AVERY’S POV~

As I watched Andy and Max pull away I felt my heart ache, knowing that we were separating. I had been worrying myself sick about this plan but I had tried my best not to show it. Andy had enough stress on her shoulders, and if everyone started freaking out I knew she would lose her cool. I was trying to be tough for her, but now that she was gone I had to let some pressure off of my shoulders.

“Holy fuck, this is insane.”

Gage, Roger, and stupid-bitch Taylor looked at me, and I silently apologized for my language. Except to Taylor, I could give a shit what she thinks about me.

Roger spoke, “Avery, everything will be ok,” then he reached into the glove compartment of the Tahoe, pulling out a .45 handgun. He looked at me, “Of your request.”

I grabbed the gun and the extra magazine of bullets from him, nodding and remembering the agreement we had made. I had secretly met up with Roger and discussed getting myself a gun, knowing I would most likely need one going into the F.P.S. It had taken quite of bit persuasion but he finally let me when we met in the shooting range, and he agreed.

Obviously I hadn’t told him about why I knew how to handle a gun, but I figured using “My brother’s in the army” excuse he would fall for it.

And he did.

The only reason I was going into this place was because of my father, because I knew he was in danger if anything went wrong. I didn’t know exactly what he contributed to the government, but I was going in there to cover his ass just in case.

Then I heard Gage speak, “So, you know how to shoot a gun too. You’re just full of surprises.”

I saw Taylor glance at me from my side, and a feeling of rage bubbled in my stomach. I shot her a mean glance, twirling the gun in my hand and putting it on safety and speaking, “I’m a pretty good shot too.”

Taylor held a stern look as I held eye contact with her but I could tell she was slightly intimidated, and I liked that. I knew it wasn’t completely her fault over what happened, but she knew Andy and I were together, and she was supposedly more mature than us. You would think she would know simple girl code and not go after someone who’s four years younger than her that already has a girlfriend.

I was still grieving over what they had done, and it hurt to know Andy had felt the need to go out and find someone else. I mean, considering I had been really fucking sick and almost died she could’ve cut me some slack there, but I knew I had lied to her. I should’ve told her, but I had held off, and I figured the kiss was just some repercussion from the revelation about my father.

But I needed to push that to the back of my mind, at least for now until this entire plan was behind us. I needed to focus, I needed to stay calm, and I needed to fight the urge to put a bullet right between Taylor’s eyes.

Fuck, I was so screwed.

Then we stopped, and although the place was unfamiliar I figured we weren’t far from the F.P.S. I gazed through the trees and down the road we were on, which wasn’t much of a road at all. I remembered Walker telling Gage about the road because no one ever used it, so he would be safe waiting here for us.

We were all a little on edge because we were waiting for the dreadful call from Walker. Our part of the plan of getting into the F.P.S. depended on Andy, Walker, and Max, who were supposed to get in and shut off the security cameras all around the building. Then, Taylor would teleport Roger and I to the roof, and we would be able to gain access without worrying about being seen.

I just hoped everything went well.

I hadn’t noticed till now but I was tapping my foot out of nervousness, like I always did, and I stopped, trying to calm myself. God I felt like I was going to throw up I was so nervous, and I was sweating and shaking.

It wasn’t like I was nervous about getting hurt or dying, because the plan didn’t require much heat considering we were sneaking in. However, mistakes happen, and our group of friends didn’t have the best of luck following them.

I tried not to think about anything bad happening and instead tried to focus on the plan, but waiting for Walker to call was agonizing.

What was taking so long?

I glanced at the clock and realized it had only been twenty minutes since we had departed, knowing I would have to give them some time. I knew they were going into the F.P.S, and were probably being cuffed and hustled off to some sort of jail cell where they would be held.

I was worried, but I was more worried about Max than Andy, after all Andy really couldn’t die. Plus they actually needed her, but Max was just an extra liability, and I was praying nothing would happen to him in there.

I just wanted to end this.

The car was silent with thought, and although it was a bit awkward I figured it was best not to break the silence. I was in no mood to talk, and considering Taylor was sitting right next to me and I was still upset, it was best not to even acknowledge her existence.

Just for her sake.

I breathed deeply, feeling my heart in my chest race at the thought of leaving the safety of the vehicle. I was so scared, but I also wanted to get inside the F.P.S. and make sure Andy and Max were alright, so I was a bit impatient.

Then Roger broke the silence, “Should we go over the plan again?”

I looked at him, along with Taylor and Gage who shrugged indifferently. Taylor responded, “One last time.”

Roger sighed, “When Walker calls we’re going to head in through the roof access after Taylor brings us there. The security cameras should be shut off, and once we get in us three will make our way down the hall. Walker told me Pearce would be in his office during this time, and I’ll get the job done.”

I saw the gun in his hand that actually had a silencer on it, which was pretty smart. He would kill the General without actually alarming the rest of the building at the sound of a gun-shot.

I spoke, “And then we’ll let Andy and Max know so they can teleport back to Gage, along with us?”

Roger nodded, “It’s so simple and genius. Everyone’s going to be too distracted at the fact that Andy’s been captured that three unfamiliar faces won’t even phase them.”

In a way he was right, and I was praying that no one would recognize that we weren’t associated with the F.P.S. at all. If we were recognized a gun fight would break out, and the plan would go to shit and we would probably all die.

We needed to stay out of sight and on the down low.

I gazed at Roger’s phone that was sitting in the middle console of the Tahoe, and then I glanced at the clock again. It had been exactly forty-five minutes since we had departed, and I knew they should be calling soon.

It had to be.

I was starting to get nervous, because what if something went wrong? What if they found out about all of her power? Or what if they figured Max was useless and ended up killing him? There were so many horrible possibilities that I knew if we didn’t get a call soon I was probably going to go crazy.

We needed to get in there.

Then the ringing of Roger’s phone pulled me out of my thoughts, and my heart hammered in my chest. I looked at him as he answered, “Ready?”

He hung up, shoving the phone in his pocket and getting his gun ready. I looked at Taylor who was doing the same, so I figured I should too. This was it, we were about to do this, and I really couldn’t be any more nervous than I was right now.

We exited the Tahoe and stood, Gage giving me a silent “good-luck” as I closed the door and walked around the join Taylor and Roger. My legs were shaking and I was super nervous, but I knew it would soon be all over if everything went fine.

Taylor grabbed Roger’s hand, and then looked at me, holding her hand out for me to take. I looked into her brown eyes that kind of disgusted me, and I rolled my eyes as I took her hand.

Only because I had to.

She ignored my gesture and spoke, “You’ll feel dizzy for a couple of seconds, hold your balance.”

Then I felt it immediately after she said it, but the feeling was familiar from when Andy had used it with me. It wasn’t as bad as the first time though, so I took it as a good sign. The only thing I had trouble with was the balance part, because when I landed I lost my footing and fell right into Taylor.

Of fucking course I would fall into this bitch.

She seemed to be as shocked as me, but luckily she didn’t throw me off of her and onto the ground. She spoke, “Told you to hold your balance.”

I looked at her, hearing the hint of sarcasm and bitchiness in her voice, “And I told you not to fuck with things you can’t have.”

Her eyes squinted in amusement but still held quite a bit of hate, which I ignored as I steadied and dusted myself off. Roger looked at us and shook his head, “I’m not going to ask, because we had bigger problems.”

We hustled behind an electrical box of some sort, just in case there were people monitoring the roof, but there was no one. We were absolutely alone.

I peered over the vast area and saw a barbed-wire fence surrounding the place, knowing that we were about to enter a very dangerous building. I was scared, because obviously this was not only dangerous but pretty damn stupid if you asked me. I understood it was actually the safest way they had, which said a lot about the work that these people do.

Everything was dangerous, and I knew I really didn’t want this life.

I didn’t want to have to worry about dying and risking my life every day while I went to work. I wasn’t immortal, and I was fragile compared to someone like Andy. She was invincible, and she could really do anything and be a lethal weapon in the Bureau’s staff.

She would fit right into this life.

I followed Roger and Taylor to the emergency stairwell on the far end of the roof, but now my thoughts were stuck on Andy. What was going to happen to us after this? Would we discuss everything we needed regarding the whole “I can’t age but Avery can” ordeal? Because something like that is serious, and I knew it was going to rip us apart.

I knew Andy well, but knowing her personality I had a feeling she was going to want to stay here. Sure, I knew she had family back home and everything but what if she wanted to work here? They were obviously going to let her if she wanted, considering she would be the most valuable Agent here.

And where would that leave us?

“Avery. Now’s really not the time to be unfocused.”

I looked at Roger who was about to open the door to the stairwell, but had wanted to pull me out of my daydream before he did so. I nodded slowly, looking at Taylor’s sly smirk that was plastered on her stupid face. I rolled me eyes at her and nodded, “Sorry, I’m ready.”

I retrieved my gun out of my belt and held it to my side, just like every police officer and army personnel did before infiltrating a dangerous place.

This was it, once we were in we were in, and we would have a job to do.

I nodded to Roger as he pushed the door open, and suddenly my ears were filled with the most obnoxious sound I’ve ever heard. I looked up, seeing a red flashing light surround us as I panicked silently, looking at Roger.

I questioned, “What the fuck?”

Roger’s eyes were wide with horror and suddenly I understood what had happened, and everything was now falling apart and out of our hands.

“We’ve set off the alarm.”