LOGINZach stepped on the brakes of his car as he arrived at the Clementine North High School parking lot where several police cars had already filled up. He immediately went out, shouting orders over the radio, calling for his agents to assemble at the command center.
He saw Malcolm talking with one of his men, looking down at the floor plan of the campus they were able to procure. He could hear them discussing possible entry points as he approached them.
“We were able to infil
Zach stayed until late afternoon."I need to head back." He informed after checking his watch. He looked at Alex when she stared up at him. “This isn’t my home, Walters. Jacinta is waiting for me back home.”She immediately narrowed her eyes."You're going to tell them, aren’t you?" She asked.Zach gave her an innocent look. "I have no idea what you're talking about." He responded back with a smirk. He shook his head. “Hey, I’m no tattle tale, Walters. But we found you. They’re going to want to know. Especially they knew that both of us are together and I’m the only one who went back.”Alex pointed a warning finger at him.“Fine.” She grunted. "You just tell them I'm alive.""Okay.""Tell them I'm safe.""Okay.""You can also tell them Ethan is healthy." She added carefully after remaining silent for a while. "And tell them, I'm not accepting visitors."Zach stared at her."That's going to go over well." He answered sarcastically. “Your mother is going to want to see you. Bishop’s bee
Ethan would be one year old in a few weeks and Alex had already started planning his birthday.Nothing extravagant but just a small gathering with the neighbors, a cake, too much food, and probably more photographs than Ethan would ever want to see when he grew older.She had even bought him a tiny birthday outfit already that she found at the store.She hadn't told anyone and that was exactly how she wanted it.At least, that was what she believed.The day she went to town and checked the stores; a group of tourists had stopped near the small town to get some refreshments and fill their gas tank.There’s nothing unusual as the group had taken photographs of the countryside, the old buildings, the local market and one photograph had captured a woman walking in the distance.Her face was partially concealed by a cap.A baby rested against her chest.A dog walked beside her.To anyone else, it was meaningless.To Elise, it wasn't.The photograph had been uploaded publicly on the person’
The first morning after bringing her son home, Alex woke before sunrise.For a moment, she just stared at the ceiling before finally feeling the small weight beside her.Her son.She turned her head and smiled as she watched him sleeping peacefully in the small bassinet beside the bed, his tiny fists curled near his face.Alex recalled the number of years spent waking at the slightest sound.A door opening.A footstep.A radio crackling.A weapon being loaded.Now the sound that woke her was a tiny baby breathing.She carefully reached over and touched his little hand."Morning, little man." She greeted and his fingers curled around hers. Alex's smile widened when his eyes opened slightly. "You're very demanding, you know."He made a tiny noise."Exactly."She laughed softly.The next few weeks changed everything.Alex had thought she understood exhaustion.She had been wrong.Military operations had exhaustion.Missions had exhaustion.Running for days with almost no sleep had exhaus
Alex knew something was wrong.Nothing dangerous but something different.For the past few weeks, she had been waking up tired. Some mornings, the smell of coffee, which she normally loved, made her stomach turn.At first, she blamed the animals.Then the change in her appetite.Then the occasional cramps.Alex stood completely still in the middle of her kitchen when she suddenly started counting. "No." She whispered and then counted again, her eyes widening after the third time. "No, no, no."She grabbed her jacket and drove into town.A few hours later, she returned to the little house with a small paper bag in her hand.She placed it on the kitchen table after a few minutes, staring at it."Oh, you've got to be kidding me!" She groaned as she stared at the ceiling. She took a deep breath as she started to paced back and forth. "No. No way."She picked up the test.Positive. Alex thought as she closed her eyes. Her mind immediately went back to that night before everything changed.
Three months had passed since Alex Walters disappeared from the hospital and somehow, the world had continued without her.At first, she had expected the silence to feel temporary.She expected Damon to find her.Zach certainly would especially if he will enlist Elise’s help. They had spent years tracking people who didn't want to be found.Alex knew exactly how good they were and assumed it was only a matter of time.But days became weeks.Weeks became months.And eventually, Alex realized something unexpected.She was beginning to enjoy being invisible.Her mornings were quiet with no alarms or briefings or any encrypted messages.No missions and no one shouting her name through an earpiece.She woke whenever she wanted.Made coffee.Opened the windows or sat on the small porch watching the morning light filter through the trees.Sometimes she read or will just simply stared into the distance.And sometimes she slept far longer than she had in years.It was strange.At first, she fe
Alex had made a decision.She needs to leave.Now.Not after another medical examination or after Damon lecturing her again of trying to get out of the bed.She sat quietly on the edge of the hospital bed, staring at the clothes that Damon had left inside his bag on the sofa, since he had been staying overnight to watch her.A loose shirt.Dark pants.A jacket.She moved carefully, testing each injury.Her ribs protested while her shoulders complained.She hissed when her jaw hurt.But she could stand.That was enough.Alex glanced toward the door.Then she smiled."Retirement." She muttered to herself. "First official act: escape the hospital."It took her nearly twenty minutes to get dressed and another ten to gather the few things she actually needed.She left the flowers and the balloons.She left most of the food.She even left the card Damon had written.For a moment, she stared at it.Then she smiled faintly."Sorry, Buck."She slipped her phone into her pocket then stopped.He
Zach, with a splitting headache, groaned as he opened his eyes, holding his head rolled onto his back and stared up at the ceiling, wondering how he ended there. All he could recall was that he went with Alex and Damon to Boulder Coast.“I want to sit at the front,” he insisted
Alex placed the tray of empty plates and glasses on top of the counter the following late Monday morning and smiled as the waitress manning the counter, took them immediately and brought it towards the kitchen. She then resumed arranging the vacated tables, arranging the chairs.She then gr
Alex lowered the binoculars that was given to her during preparation after thoroughly checking the crowd for any other suspicious persons that needs to be escorted out. So far, the team she had been assigned to had pointed out fifteen persons and more than half of them had been ushered out of the
Alex finally opened her eyes and stared at herself in the mirror, standing up.After taking off from the scene where she was ambushed by Saood’s men, she went to one place, which she only knows. A small house outside the city that she bought with cash from the money she had saved over her years of se







