16: Sniffing My Bag

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We stopped in front of the main entrance, and I told them everything about our enemies.

"I think she is right," Raven agreed with me.

"Me too but we can't let them know that we know." Noah nodded along.

"We have to notify Ryder," I pulled out my phone and I was about to call her when my phone started ringing with her name, "Oh, never mind."

"Hello?" I answered.

"New mission," she stated.

"Where?"

"Meet me at Head Quarters and I will explain everything then." She hung up the phone.

"I guess we are going then." I shrugged.

"What about school?" Raven asked.

"Meh, we don't need it."

We ducked underneath the receptionist's desk and sneakily crawled past her.

Well that was until the automatic doors slid open for us but she didn't make one move to stop us.

It was either she was really oblivious or she didn't give a flying fuck.

We hid behind cars stealthily, trying not to get caught leaving school. We were acting like kinds pretending to be spies while humming the James Bond theme tune as we rolled across the floor and jumped across cars.

"Da Nuuuuuuu! Da da." We sang as we got onto our transports and drove away.

***

The ID sensor equipped doors opened while we made our way towards Commander Ryder's office.

"Honey! I'm home!" Noah burst open the door.

Ryder sat at her desk, unfazed by Noah's outburst, "Why of course, come in."

We took our normal seats on the couches, waiting for her to brief us on our next mission.

"Okay," Ryder looked up from her papers, "We need you guys to fly off to Berlin."

"Umm What?"

"Like the airplanes, newwww newwwp," She started making airplane noises with hand gestures.

"Yeah we get that bit but why?" My eyebrows drew together in confusion.

"There was a vile of chemicals that heal fresh wound quickly stolen from our lab yesterday," our commander explained to us, "we need it back and since it was still in development, we don't know if it works or not and if it is dangerous."

We looked at Noah, "Don't drop the vile."

"I won't!"

Ryder rolled her eyes and silently told us to keep an eye on him.

"When are we leaving?" Raven asked.

"In an hour, we need to inject the tracker into your system before you leave so stop by the lab before heading to the air shaft."

"Alright," I stood up, "Let's get going."

"Oh by the way," she added, "All your stuff is already on the plane."

We nodded and left the room, heading towards the HQ's lab.

Once we got there, I saw how much damage it went through to get one vile.

The once pristine white walls were now splashed with different coloured liquids and the some of the lights that weren't swinging on the ceiling were smashed on the floor. Sharp pieces of glass covered the floor and tables had been flipped over.

I knocked on the side of the door that was now hanging off it's hinges, "We are here to be impaled with needles!"

"Next room! Everything is broken here!" A man in a gas suit pointed out the obvious.

"Thanks gas man." I chirped as we slinked into the next room.

"We are here to b-"

"I know, I know," a man in a lab coat held open the door for us, "I heard you from the other room."

This room was the exact same as the other but it hadn't been broken into.

For the next thirty minutes, all three of us were poked with a couple of needles until the 'tracker' serum had officially arrived in our system.

"Drink," the man said handing us each a cup of water, "It helps move the serum through your blood stream."

***

"We are here!" Our driver announced as we arrived at the air shaft.

After getting our shots done, we were too woozy to drive ourselves so they sent this guy to drive us.

My brother, best friend and I stumbled out of the car and made our way to the office where we met someone who took us to the agency's private jet.

"I'm never gonna get used to this," Noah grinned while he opened the mini fridge and turned on the flat screen.

I shot a quick video from the tv to outside the window and posted it on my Instagram story.

"Attention ladies and gentleman, this is your captain speaking," the voice on the intercom buzzed, "We will be taking off shortly."

I felt the rumble as the plane roared to life. The seatbelt sign flashed and the jet started trundling along the path.

"3,2,1, Take off!" We screeched like little kids as we felt the plane go vertically upwards.

I remember the plane steadying into the air and my eyes began to droop.

The last thing I remember was the bad feeling in my stomach as we left America.

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A/N: aye aye aye aye 16 aye aye aye K aye aye aye reads aye aye aye aye!!!!!!!!

I'm sorry for posting so late but for school days I will be posting later because I also have revision for my end of year exams 😩😩 so around evening but I will try to post ASAP.

I tried to extend the chapter to make it longer to just make up for loss of time as well :((

I just realised tho, Dean and Bee's ship name is #Bean how cute it that?! Beannnn 💓

Thanks for reading my lovelies xx

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