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"There's just the two of us," I point out.
"You know what I mean Kenny," She steps into me and wraps her arms around me tightly but carefully avoiding my injured ribs. "We could stay here you know, get a hotel and just wait until they let you go."
"Michelle, I don't want you guys to have to do that. You need to go home where you can relax and unwind after all of this. You need to be somewhere where you feel safe."
"What if I'm already in the place I feel safest?" She tells me giving me a slight squeeze. "I'm not sure that I can relax if I leave you here. I feel like I'm abandoning you. After all that's happened between us, after all you did for me and I'm running away again."
I whisper to her. "You're not running away Michelle, you're going home. There's a difference," I reach up to my neck and pull off my dog tags.
"Kenny, what..." She begins to ask as I put them on her.
"I want you to hold onto these for me. You know how much they mean to me," I hold the shark tooth in my finger, "especially how much this one means. Someone I love very much gave me this so I want you to hold onto it for me. You know I will come and get it back, okay?"
"You promise?"
"Cross my heart and everything," I tell her and get her to smile. "That's the face I expect to see in a week all right? Don't let me down."
"Never," She says shaking her head. "I want you to have something too."
"What?" I ask watching her fumble through her pocket for a moment before producing the picture she had torn off the strip we had taken in Italy.
"Keep this with you," She says handing it to me.
I look at the black and white picture; in it, the two of us are looking into the camera cheek-to-cheek and smiling.
"It reminded me of how we used to be."
"I do love you," I tell her and pull her in for a kiss.
"Yeah, I know you do," She responds and grins as we part.
"You do huh? And what about me? Don't you love me?" I ask with a smile.
She gives me a devious grin and kisses me again before slowly pulling away. "Yes, I love you and when you get home I plan to spend the rest of that week showing you just how much," She teases me.
"Just the one week?" I ask.
"Come home to me and we'll see about it."
She makes her way up the stairs to the plane then pauses at the door, turns and blows a kiss to me before disappearing inside. Jackson lets me watch the plane taxi towards the runway before putting me back in the car.
"Let's get a move on Grayson, so we can get you back home to your lady." He says.
"This had better go quick Agent Jackson because she and I have a lot of catching up to do once I get home."
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Thanks for reading, voting and commenting as my first story wraps up. I've got a few ideas kicking around for my next story. Let me know if you're interested in seeing this cast of characters again.
- COMMENTS
ttjbjr544 days agoExcellent story, both the prequel and the sequel. I want another story that finishes the sequel and what happens with Michelle and Kenny. Great job.
Anonymousabout 2 months agoGood story. Finishes off the prequel series fairly well. But left this one a bit unfinished. I'm assuming Ken and Michelle get together and have the happy ending. Maybe it's been left so it can be revisited with Trent escaping and seeking revenge. But we'll worth a read, would be better without the grammar and spellings errors but they don't spoil the story. BardnotBard
Anonymous2 months agoNice story, but why did the CIA hold back Grayson? Couldn't the debriefing be done in the US of A? After all the HQ is there right? As for continuing with the characters, love a sequel but please keep the banter down and more of àction s'il vous plais.
