forum Spies One-On-One (Closed)
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Anya did a quick evaluation of the car. Eliza was alive. The President was alive. His daughter was alive, lightly injured. She’d be alright. Anya, on the other hand…. she didn’t know if she, herself, was alright. Her whole body was throbbing in rythym with the blood pumping through her veins. She was pretty sure her ribs were broken, and she had several nasty cuts.
I’ll be fine, she chanted in her head, over and over again. I. Will. Be. Fine.

@Imperfect_Autumn group

(…The two most important characters are injured…
Whelp.
Also, I finished The Selection at four this morning…)

Spencer took a deep breath to steady himself before continuing on to the parking lot. If anyone thought anything of how he looked, they didn't say anything. He wasn't stopped once, and he soon arrived.

@CWTurtleOfFreedom

//REALLY DID YOU LIKE IT

Anya sighed, wincing as a fresh wave of pain rolled in. “Okay. Eliza? Can you… protect….” Anya grimaced, and, hoping Eliza had gotten the gist, added meekly, “Please.”

@Imperfect_Autumn group

(YES! And then I finished book three about four hours ago…)

"Of course. That's what I'm here for," Eliza said, nodding once.

Spencer found the vehicle that looked like it would be the best option to "borrow". He made sure he wasn't being watched, though he did so in a way that would keep suspicion away, and did what he needed to do in order to take it. Once the gray minivan was started, he carefully drove back to the black van.

@Imperfect_Autumn group

(…Yeah…I read a lot…
Did she really just call him Spence?)

Spencer pulled up behind the black van and jumped out, leaving the other vehicle running. He opened the sliding door and then yanked the back doors of the government vehicle open wide.

"C'mon, c'mon. We gotta go!" he exclaimed, though shouting gave him a headache.

@CWTurtleOfFreedom

//mayyybbeeeeeeee :) is that ok?

“Okay.” Anya shoved the president and his daughter into the backseat of the sedan, then climbed in herself. A rush off adrenaline had empowered her movements, but now she just felt even more drained. “Where are we….. going?”

@Imperfect_Autumn group

(Uh, yeah! It's cute!)

"Eliza, take care of them. Help Anya," Spencer directed before he shut the door and climbed into the front seat. He glanced at Anya through the rearview mirror as he spoke. "Remember that friend that owes me a favor? I think that would be a good place to start. No one knows I have ties with him, so they wouldn't think of heading there."

@Imperfect_Autumn group

(I had a thought.
What if someone hurts Anya, near to the point of killing her? Then when Spencer finds out and saves her or whatever, he gets really mad and starts to take it out in the bad guy. Before he can hurt him/her very badly, Anya's like, "Don't. Don't stoop to his/her level." Or something like that. And Spencer stops, realizing what he was about to do, and we can figure the rest out from there.)

@Imperfect_Autumn group

(Uh, yeah! It's cute!)

"Eliza, take care of them. Help Anya," Spencer directed before he shut the door and climbed into the front seat. He glanced at Anya through the rearview mirror as he spoke. "Remember that friend that owes me a favor? I think that would be a good place to start. No one knows I have ties with him, so they wouldn't think of heading there."

@Imperfect_Autumn group

Spencer's jaw clenched again as he heard the pain in Anya's voice. He wished he could help her, but he was driving. Plus, he was a spy, not a doctor; he didn't know what to do for that type of thing.

"Yeah, me too," he agreed, driving in the direction his contact would be.

@Imperfect_Autumn group

"Got it."

Spencer turned down a little-used road, now taking back-routes through the city. So long as they weren't found and made it to his friend's place, they would be fine.