Living (The part after the part after... whatever)

It was him.

The man who was chasing me came into view and he was talking to me. Or the body from which I was viewing this whole scenario. He looked concerned and worried.

“Drexlin you can’t do this. Not alone. Ask them to send me in with you.”

“Hutchins,” my body replied, “You know they’d never allow it. If they are sending me on this assignment it means I’m either capable of doing it, or they are trying to kill me. If that’s the case then there isn’t much I can do is there?”

The other man, Hutchins apparently, looked at whoever I was residing in and appeared to be deep in thought.

“You could always go rogue. I’d be your inside man.”

“I’ve considered that approach more than a few times. We both know that the higher ups would target you if that were to happen.”

“That’s a risk I’m more than willing to take. You of all people should know that.”

“I do know it. I couldn’t ask you to do that though."

“Then don’t ask. I’ll be your insider. Capiche?”

“There are too many things that could go wrong. It could be even more dangerous than just doing the mission.”

Even I realized that Drexlin was offering mere token resistance. He knew it was the lesser of two evils.

“Drexlin. Stop kidding yourself. You know it’s a suicide. You have no other choice. This is better for all of us.”

“Better for me maybe. Why better for you?”

An edge of sarcasm tinted Hutchins’ response. “Because no one else makes pancakes quite like yours.”

Drexlin, the body, was silent for a moment then laughed softly and said, “Thanks Hutchins. You’re right. I’lldisappearduring this mission, maybe send a few maydays over the secure frequency and then leave the rest to you. Once I’m clear I’ll be in contact.”

“But you don’t know my address or phone numb-“

“Hutchins. I’m not a special agent for nothing.”

A short pause and then, “Good point.”

Drexlin turned for a set of stairs and as he descended Hutchins called out “Good luck Drexlin. If you have to split without me… don’t worry. I’ll find you.”

The body didn’t slow its pace but twitched a hand in acknowledgment. The blackness of wherever Drexlin was going filled my whole vision. It faded into white then cleared and I was back in Lacie’s room.

I looked around, cataloging Lacie’s residence. It was cheerful and girly, but it was missing something… or someone rather. I couldn't place it at first, but then it hit me like a... like something that might hit me.

 Lacie was gone.

 

The End

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