#sonya kuzmin

[guigz1-coldwar]

"Old friends": Chapter 177 for "Redemption in a Spirit in a Cold War" is out!

Chapter Summary: Yirina, Park & Viktoria, thanks to Portnova, managed to find out about the mysterious transmission that was presumed to be Zasha...a good occasion to meet some...old friends...

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Taglist: @snowgoldwaylon , @clxudtea , @efingart, @chrystallenex

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Zasha...hearing their name since they disappeared and from Portnova's mouth, as she was sounding sure of herself about that, it was like a surprise for me as for the others too. I don't know how Portnova managed to deduce it was them but that location on that map was saying it all...now I was remembering as I was seeing that map...that square located in the middle of a forest in the city's limits, far away from any combats...it was getting clear in my head...I remembered in a few seconds of that memory with Dedov, talking with him about Zasha & Portnova going to visit their old house...in Verdansk...that location was sure to be Zasha & Dedov's old place...all clear in my head now.

That's something that was a bit tricky to explain to Viktoria as she wasn't willing to risk it all for a transmission that could be a trap but we managed to convince her into checking up on that place to see if Zasha is there, taking that risk. She was finally resigning herself to give in and allow us to take our jeep and leave the place, going in with us towards the north of Verdansk, almost passing next to the base that was used by Stitch's forces even if Viktoria started to doubt about the veracity of that information from the CIA...it wasn't our priority here, just trying to avoid any contact with the enemy.

It was Portnova who was driving the jeep for us, knowing well where we needed to go and I was in the back with Viktoria, sitting in front of each other, and during a part of that drive, I was still having her story in my head, thinking I wasn't the only one at all to face the MK-Ultra program even if she didn't go under it completely, that's something that she would have liked to keep secret and because of my curiosity, I saw a new face in front of me...she was giving little grin but the only thing she wanted now was to get things done...we all do want that...

"We should be there in a minute or two," Portnova announced, her voice breaking me out of my thoughts as she was engaging the jeep inside a forest.

"Get your guns up, we don't know what can happen," Park suggested, sitting in the front passenger seat with her MP5 on her lap before taking it in her hands

"Okay," I said, properly moving my MP5 in my hands as I was holding it by the handguard with the stock on the ground, safety off in my hands and then, I saw Viktoria, getting her hands below her to reach a box. "What's that?" I demanded, unfamiliar with this box that I had never actually seen since.

"My gun," She replied, eyes focused on the box she was pulling out between her legs before opening it, revealing a gun that was a bit odd to be seen in that period.

"An MP-40," I murmured, recognizing the famous german gun from the second world war...Viktoria raised a little her left eyebrow at me.

"I know that's odd but I like it," She affirmed, her right hand inside the box as she was holding her MP-40 in her other hand, getting some mags from the box.

"I didn't say anything, the gun is nice to say," I expressed, having a liking of that gun in front of me as Viktoria was loading one of her mags into it, putting the others on a pouch at her belt. "How did you get it?" I asked before she stopped doing anything except looking at me with narrowed eyes...my curiosity again. "Sorry," I apologized.

"It's a long story," Viktoria then spoke up, resuming her moves by putting her MP-40 on her lap, giving some eyes on it...her voice was sounding a bit low and to me, that wasn't something to be too curious on.

"I'm sorry," I repeated with the same tone as before, trying to look away from her and mostly on the dirt path that Portnova was driving us on.

"It's okay, I understand your curiosity," Viktoria admitted with a tone that was mixed as if she wasn't going to say that. "But it's better that you keep your curiosity low for a while, you know that well," She advised, gesturing with her head towards me and after earlier, I was only able to understand her words here...I should stop being curious about her and keep in good mood with her.

"What are you talking about?" Park's voice went up as she was turning her head around to look at both of us.

"Something to keep us unstressed," Viktoria replied before I could do it, a grin on her face.

"What exactly?" Park demanded but then, her blue eyes drifted towards the MP-40 that Viktoria was having on her lap. Park's face was a bit surprised before she gave a nod, biting her lips at the same time. "Old-fashioned?" She presumed.

"I can say that," Viktoria slightly shrugged at Park who then turned her head around, having guessed that it wasn't the time to ask about each other's favorite guns.

"Portnova, get the jeep somewhere hidden," Park then ordered at Portnova, pointing away to the forest at the right.

"Why?" Portnova asked.

"We should do the rest by walk, we don't know if it's Zasha or a trap," Park suggested as from afar, I was able to see a little part of a house. "So, if we do that, we would be able to see if it's true or a bait to get us," She added, Portnova being a bit unsure of that as for her, Zasha could be in that house and it was meaning a lot but she resigned herself to comply and make a slow turn inside the right side of the forest, stopping the jeep in a hidden spot from the dirt path. "Okay, let's get off," Park said, jumping out of the jeep with her MP5 in hands, the three of us doing the same quickly.

"So, how do we proceed?" I questioned Park as she was the one making the suggestions.

"Well, we will walk to that house, keeping our guns up in all directions," She started, pointing away towards the house's direction with her free hand. "We stay together, no need to separate ourselves," We nodded at her. "We leave the car. If Zasha is here, one of us is going to get the jeep closer to the house in case we need to leave," She added before she turns around in the house's direction.

"I'll do it," Viktoria proposed herself to do that and Park gave a nod as she was looking away, causing Portnova to give Viktoria the jeep keys, "Thanks,"

"Okay," I breathed.

"No time to lose," Park completed me with another breath before she took the lead of our squad, starting to walk at a slow pace towards the house, soon followed by us.

I was staying behind her, all of us keeping a good & safe distance between us, aiming our guns in all directions as Park suggested. It was a bit scary to walk into that forest...we were troubled to know if that transmission was real and coming from Zasha or a trap organized by either Perseus or the KGB but it was not possible that the latter could do that...the risk that it was a trap was still on, however, we could be walking next to soldiers camouflaged under the fallen leaves of the trees and due to that risk, extreme vigilance was our priority here.

Hopefully, for us, nothing out of the extraordinary went to happen to us during our cautious walk toward the house, keeping a strong silence between us, no one speaking for the moment until we arrived in a small dirt yard on one of the house's sides, preferring to sneak our way in from another point than using the front door but as we got close to a door leading to the house, a light went up inside the house through a window...

"Someone's here," I said in a very low voice, everyone crouching down to avoid being at the window sight below it.

"It has to be Zasha," Portnova suggested, the closest of us to that specific door.

"Portnova, we need to watch out," Park told her, seeming to share a feeling that she could take a big risk and get our cover blown and worst, get killed if it's not Zasha inside.

"It has to be them, who would be here?" Portnova protested, suggesting about the house's state, looking abandoned from the outside but now seeming to no longer be that case. "Listen, we can go in there but keep our gun up in case," She proposed.

"Yes," I affirmed. "But I'm going first," I then said, preferring to take the risk of getting shot first and avoiding that risk for the other, slowly moving to get in front of Portnova's place.

"I'm staying outside near the door, I'll get to the jeep once it's cleared," Viktoria murmured, enough to be heard well by the three of us as she was behind me before I moved. *

"Okay...we're behind you, Yirina," Park affirmed as I was getting ready to go in front of the door, my MP5 in my right hand, the other moving to the door handle, trying to know if it was unlocked...doesn't seem to be, the part to lock the door wasn't in a good state.

"I'm going in," I breathed, gun aimed towards the door before I starts to open it slowly & silently, discovering a small hallway with not too much light around it, which was coming from a room on the side of it. "Damn it," I muttered, seeing from inside that place...the walls looking very old, the marks of framed pictures still visible on those walls...slowly walking on a floor that was sure to make a loud noise with a wrong step, causing me to keep a slow pace...the more I was getting inside that hallway...the more was the risk of getting surprised at any moments as I was walking towards that light...

"Hands up!" Suddenly, my fear got confirmed when I was arriving next to a room, starting to feel the cannon of a pistol on the right side of my head, causing me to slightly move my head a little to try to see the person pointing this gun at me...a familiar face...

"Sonya?" I guessed, recognizing the person even if it was a long time ago I talked to them...the same person...damn...

"Grigoriev?" They muttered while I was keeping my hands up along with my MP5 before I could see them moving up the hammer of their pistol and then, lowering the gun. "I thought you were dead,"

"I'm not," I told them, starting to lower my hands at the same time.

"Freya told me that you got killed in Teusfelberg," They declared, me shaking my head at this...Freya...why?

"We're not dead," I repeated before I could hear the footsteps behind me, seeing Portnova with her AK-47 aiming at me. "It's okay, it's an old friend," I reassured her as Sonya was still inside that room, not visible from the group behind me.

"How in the hell did you manage to get here?" Sonya asked me, curious to know how we find that place.

"We got a transmission...well, my friend Portnova caught a transmission and she got us here," I replied, gesturing with my thumb towards Portnova whose footsteps were getting closer to me.

"Damm... Zasha..." Sonya sighed.

"Sonya, where are you?" At this moment, my eyes went wide at hearing inside that house, that voice...the voice of my friend...Zasha Smirnov, sounding to be closer. "Sonya, where are..." I could hear that very closely before I turned my head around, seeing Zasha arriving in front of us... an eyepatch over their right eye..."Yirina...Yirina..."

"Zasha!" Portnova's voice went up behind me, sounding very emotional in it before I witnessed her passing through very fast, walking to Zasha. "Zasha!" She repeated loudly, almost in the urge to cry as her arms got wrapped around Zasha, me snorting sadly to see them back together...a pain that Portnova was holding finally going away.

"I'm sorry, Yiri...it's my fault," Zasha said while the two were hugging, hearing Park arriving behind me, along with Sonya to witness this.

"It's good to see them back," I murmured.

"Yeah...me too," Park affirmed at my left as Sonya, who was peaking their head from the room, decides to leave it.

"We should get to the living room for a better talk," They suggested, starting to walk towards Zasha & Portnova, giving a nod to the first as they were passing next to the two.

"Where's Viktoria?" I demanded at Park.

"She went to the jeep right after Portnova got inside," She explained to me, doing what was planned to be done before her eyes went back on the two away from us, looking moved. "We should go see them too," She advised.

"Yeah," I nodded, sure of seeing Zasha after all this before starting to move to them & Portnova who stopped hugging each other.

"Hey, Yirina...nice to see you," Zasha told me with a little grin on their face, trying to look down as if they wanted to hide their eyepatch off me but I didn't care attention as I went to get my arms around them.

"I missed you, Zed," I snorted during our hug, remembering our last call back in Algeria, one day before we left the country for Russia...too many weeks ago...the last time we talked to each other.

"I missed you too," They gasped before the two of us broke the hug, letting Park move to my spot to hug them in turn, the two exchanging a smile. "Park, thank you," They said while the two were moving away from each other.

"Thank you too, Zasha," Park thanked them too and...I understand that from her...I think that me, Zasha & Portnova showed that she's a good woman...the woman I love and that's why she said this...

"Sorry to interrupt your reunion but Uhm..." Sonya was coming from another room as we were just next to the supposed living room, still in the hallway. "I know that you got a lot to talk about and everything like that but, Zasha, did you send a transmission in the wild?" They asked them especially as we were getting inside the living room...it was looking finished but it wasn't very...perfect...

"Yes, Sonya, I did," Zasha went on, sounding as if it wasn't something to do...almost annoyed I can say. "I told you many times that I want to go home but you're keeping me here so yeah, I used your material while you were away," They exclaimed.

"You know well that..."

"What happened to their eye?" Portnova cut Sonya short in their words as it was something I was intrigued too at the moment I saw that eyepatch. "Was it you?"

"No!" Sonya shook their head. "I'm not crazy enough to do that, ask Stitch's new dog instead,"

"Who?" I narrowed my eyes, fearing the worst name that could come out here from Sonya.

"The guy named Lazar, they brainwashed him enough that even without their damn broadcast, the guy is still under their control," Sonya revealed, and...it came true...that fear, Stitch was...that man...he was making Lazar a toy for Perseus...fuck...

"You're serious?" Park gasped, believing that it was non-sense but the worst came from Zasha who confirmed those words.

"It's been a week now, they've been trying to do what they did to him on me but...Stitch changed his mind and abandoned me in a place to die alone," Zasha explained, slowly stepping away from Portnova to get sit on one of the three chairs in the middle of the room around a table. "Sonya came to save me...as I was going to die," They added, sitting down. "I tried to go home but it's too risky,"

"I'm trying to keep you safe, Zasha, it's not my fault that someone made Verdansk into a shithole," Sonya complained, moving to face Zasha and putting their hands on the empty chair in front of them. "I'm trying to find a way to get us safe until the situation is sorted, we still have Bellamy at our backs,"

"Bellamy...Bellamy Petrov?" I presumed.

"Yeah," Zasha murmured...a name that I didn't hear since...London...the man that got fun by fucking up my eye...if I got my hands on him...

"Even if that idiot still believes in Perseus' ideals, he's not happy about the situation," Sonya sighed before we starts to hear some footsteps coming from where Sonya came here a few moments ago.

"Talking behind my back, Sonya?" What I could hear...I thought that it was a dream...no, a nightmare but that was Bellamy Petrov himself arriving in that very room, dressed up casually..."Hey...got some company, I see," He scoffed before me & he exchanged a glare...me having a deadly one...

"You..." I chuckled, clenching my left fist, having my MP5 in my other hand.

"Hey, Grigoriev...nice eye," He snapped his fingers at me, trying to sound funny...

"You fuck," At this, I dropped my MP5 away on the floor, walking fastly at him before I could give him my right fist at his face, feeling this anger I've been keeping deep inside of me since that day in London...since that very day, I've been dreaming of beating the shit out of him.

"No, Yirina!" I heard Zasha's voice going higher as I was seeing Bellamy's hands moving up to his face at his nose and I was going to lean down and give him more deserved punches before I got to see Zasha's arm going in front of me. "Stop, he's with us!"

"Bullshit, you know what he did to me!" I exclaimed, shocked that Zasha wasn't allowing me to resume the beating Bellamy deserves.

"I know...but he's with us, he hates Stitch because he wants him dead...they got him stripped of his rights & heritage in the Perseus Collective," Zasha tries to explain as they were containing me with their arm. "I hate him too for what he did but...he proposed to help us in exchange of...leaving us alone in the future,"

"And you believe that man who tortured you back in London?" I asked them, looking at them.

"Aaahhh...believe me or not...but I'm the one that can help you bring Stitch down," Bellamy slowly started to get up again on his feet, keeping his left hand near his nose. "If you kill me, you bury the chance of knowing Stitch's hideout,"

"We know it's the military base," Park admitted, sounding close to me as she was arriving to calm down too, putting her left hand over my shoulder.

"Nah...it's a trap...no one except some guards are over there," Bellamy revealed, passing his hand below his nose where he could see blood on his hand. "Dammit, did she break my nose?" He demanded towards Sonya.

"Fuck off, Bellamy, I ain't your babysitter and seriously, your nose is bleeding, what do you think?" Their response was accompanied by their eyes rolling along with shaking her head at him, Zasha letting go of their arm, sure that I wasn't going to punch Bellamy again.

"Even...Sonya knows where Stitch is really," I suggested, knowing that Sonya is Stitch's sibling but I got surprised by their head-shaking at us.

"Nah, he changed his location once I left to help Zasha," They told us...confirming the fact that Bellamy is the one who can help us...I can't believe I'm thinking of that..."So, that's making him the person who knows the truth," They pointed out to Bellamy.

"Great," I sighed.

"It's that or nothing," Bellamy almost grinned, a bit of trouble due to the pain.

"I guess we don't have many choices," Park resigned herself along with me to agree on not hurting Bellamy. "Portnova?"

"If that man tries to lie to us, I'll kill him myself," She threatened, sounding very clear in her voice.

"Yeah, sure you do," Bellamy scoffed before he turns his head around, towards the room he came in as some lights went to pass by through the windows of that room, "Who's that?"

"That must be Viktoria," Park guessed before two honks went to be heard outside, confirming this. "Yes,"

"Who?" Sonya demanded, curious.

"A friend of ours, we told her to get our jeep ready to leave," I responded, sounding a bit proud of talking about Viktoria as a friend...not sure if she does share this with us but I do.

"Leaving? Where? Not with those fucking CIA guys?" Bellamy asked, sounding nervous.

"No, she has a special place where we're hiding in the city's limits," Park went to answer but I could do as Portnova was moving next to Zasha, wanting to keep company with them. "If you're coming with us, you'll be..better,"

"Yes...I want to leave this place, it's reminding me too much...even without the pictures," Zasha murmured in a low voice, looking around the place and Portnova nodded, surely aware that this house was bringing too much for them.

"Hmmm...we better not get fucked," Sonya meant, pointing their fingers at me & Park

"You won't," Park affirmed.

"Yeah, can we trust you?" Bellamy demanded, passing his hand the last time below his nose to clean it.

"Now, you will," Park replied to him in an assertive tone to make sure that he got us clear, giving us a nod.

"Okay, I'll start to get the essentials ready," Sonya sighed, starting to move from their spot in the room to leave and to prepare things as they suppose to.

"Bellamy," Park then called him out again, trying to leave away from us with Sonya, and thanks to Park, he stopped to look at her, having a serious & deadly glare that could kill a god here.

"You're coming with us...but if you try anything...I'll make a pleasure of making you suffer as you did to them,"

[sashas4t]

Russian Names

Russian names are honestly so interesting, and Russian naming culture is very different from the rest of the world. So here we are today to break it down:

The Full Name

Russian names are styled similarly to American names, in the sense that they both have a first-middle-last structure. Russian names are styled as: Given Name – Patronymic – Family Name. Now, first let’s break down each of these names before getting into how to call one another.

 Given Name

Common Male Names - Mikhail, Dmitri, Daniil, Kiriil, Andrei, Egor, Nikita, Alexei, Ilya, Roman, Yaroslav, Vladimir, Sergei, Nikolai, Petyr, Ivan

Common Female Names - Alexandra, Alina, Alisa, Alyona, Anastasia, Anna, Vera, Veronika, Viktoria, Daria, Evgenia, Ekaterina, Elizaveta, Elena, Inna, Ksenia, Lidia, Lyubov, Maria, Maya, Olga, Polina, Sofia, Svetlana, Tatiana, Yulia

Given names are usually reduced to diminutives. Diminutives are shorter “nicknames” given affectionately. Common ones include: Anastasia --> Nastya, Maria --> Masha, Alexander/dra --> Sasha, Dmitri --> Dima. Can’t see much of a pattern? Well that’s because there kind of isn’t one. A loosely applied rule says to add -sha to the first syllable of a name (Ma[ria] --> Masha, Da[ria] --> Dasha, Mi[khail] --> Misha, Pa[vel] --> Pasha). Some add -a or -ya to a certain part of the name (Vic[toria] --> Vika, Pyot[r]--> Petya). Some names don’t even have diminutives (Vera, Nikita, Maxim). Usually there is a chain of names given to a certain given name, here is an example:

Alexander - Sasha - Sashura - Shura

Here is a list of common names and their diminutives:

- Alexander/Alexandra - Sasha

- Anastasia - Nastasia, Nastya

- Anna - Anya

- Veronika - Nika

- Viktoria - Vika

- Daria - Dasha

- Dmitri - Dima                    

- Evgenia/Evgeni - Zhenya

- Ekaterina - Katya

- Elizaveta - Liza

- Elena - Lena, Lenok

- Ksenia - Ksusha

- Maria - Masha

- Mikhail - Misha

- Petyr - Petya

- Polina - Polya

- Sofia - Sonya

There are even more affectionate names, given usually by friends or loved ones. For example, Maria could become Mashenka and Nikolai becomes Nikolushka or Nikolenka. These forms are generally derived by adding one of these varrious suffixes - -ochk-, -echk-, -onyk-, -enyk-, -ushk-, -yushk-, -yush-, -yash-, -ul-, -ush-, -un-, -us-, -k-, -ik (etc) - to the given name of diminutive.

Other Notes: Alena and Alyona can be the same name (see: Alena Kostornaia/Alyona Kostornaya), if Alena is spelled Alëna in the cryllic. Alena is the way of spelling in English, but the correct pronunciation is A-li-o-na. I and Y can sometimes be interchangeable. For example, Sonya can also be spelled as Sonia. 

Patronymic

Patronymics are sort of like the “middle names” used in America, however, they are derived from the father’s given name. For example in these names – Avdotia Romanovna, Rodion Romanovich - the second name (Romanovna, Romanovich) is the patronymic. Siblings would share a patronymic (with variations between male and female) as they have the same father. 

Females add -ovna, -evna or -ichna to their father’s given name and males add -ovich, -evich or -ich to their father’s given name. For the examples shown above, the father’s name is Roman, and the female (Avdotia) adds -ovna making Romanovna, and the male (Rodion) adds -ovich making Romanovich. For a name like Dmitri, the female would be Dmitrievna, and the male would be Dmitrievich. For masculine names ending in a vowel, such as Ilya or Foma, when they are used as a base for patronymic, the corresponding endings are -ich (for men) and -inichna (for women). Patronymics can be further shortened like Andreich instead of Andreevich or Kirilych instead of Kiriilovich. These are typically seen in informal speech. 

If the father’s name is not known, then the mother can create the patronymic she wishes to give. 

Family Name

Common suffixes for Russian names are -ov, -yev, -sky, and -ko, -uk, -ych, -in.

Family names can differ by gender. Females usually add -a to their family name (Karenin à Karenina, Pavlov à Pavlova) or -aya (Oblonsky à Oblonskaya, Shcherbatsky à Shcherbatskaya). Only family names with neutral grammatical gender stay the same (such as -ko, Elizaveta Shilenko). Once married, females usually adopt the family name of their husband. (Anna Oblonskaya becomes Anna Karenina once marrying Karenin). 

Common last names in Russia are: Ivanov, Smirnov, Kuznetsov, Popov, Vasiliev, Petrov, Dmitriev, Kuzmin, Alexandrov. As seen, commonly, last names in Russian end in -ov. 

Forms of Address

The three-name format is typically only used in legal documents. If the three-name is spoken aloud, typically the family name comes first (Raskolnikov Rodion Romanovich). 

The formal format is the Given Name - Patronymic format. This is used by students to teachers and is the official way to communicate. Using this form may convey the speaker’s respect for the recipient. Teachers may call their students by just their family name, though otherwise, it is used very rarely. 

In informal communication, typically only the first name, and/or diminutive is used. In rural areas, people may use just the patronymic amongst themselves.

Notes: In competition and when referring to them in other parts of the world, typically we only acknowledge the given name and family name. (Alina Zagitova, no care for the patronymic [Ilnazovna]).  

Citations - Wikipedia (Eastern Slavic naming customs, Russian given name), War and Peace (translated by Pevear and Volokhonsky) introduction of principal characters. Crime and Punishment (Signet Classics) Translator’s Note Goldenskate forums. (No this is not a joke, these are my actual citations)

[blixalesbian]

i was tagged by @chickensoupcore ​ (thank you dear! ♥♥)

Nickname: i dont have one, but a lot of times im referred to by my last name since there are a lot of sonyas

Zodiac: gemini sun, pisces moon, virgo rising (idk what this means...)

Height: 150 cm (4′11)

Last movie I saw: at home among strangers (1974), which is one of my favourite movies!

Favorite musician: joni mitchell ? ive been listening to a lot of nick cave and elliott smith lately

Song stuck in my head: le chanteur by daniel balavoine

Do I get asks: sometimes/not really

Other blogs: i have 7 sideblogs, but only 2 are active

Following: 151? as in whom i follow then its blogs about my current interests (ie the terror) and gay/art hisotry

Favourite song: pretty (ugly before) by elliott smith

Amount of sleep: 4-5 hours at night and 2 hours in the evening

Lucky number: dont have one, but i like numbers 17 and 72

What am I wearing: a t-shirt, a sweatshirt and socks (my pants are drying after washing....)

Dream job: artist? or some kind of a marine biologist

Favourite food: nothing really. strawberries if thats ‘food’

Instruments I play: guitar and ukulele, both badly but bearable

Last book I read: wings by mikhail kuzmin

Last song I listened to: the frolic by current 93

Random fact: i can lick my elbow!!!!!!

Describe yourself as an aesthetic object: a brush you used with oil paint but forgot to wash and now you cant use it anymore bc the hairs got stuck together

I’m tagging: @theiceandbones @mannisbaratheon and @mycravatundone and but no pressure of course! (sorry for double tagging if youve already done it ^^v) ♥

[guigz1-coldwar]

'Small love, big hate': a one-shot (+18)

"Small love, big hate"

Plot Summary : Yirina Grigoriev & Sonya Kuzmin are hating each other for obscures reasons but there's something that no even them expected to happen......

To read it on AO3, click here !

Words : +2700

Warning : NSFW content !

Tribute for @clxudtea for Sonya Kuzmin character

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They couldn't know why & how all of that happened.....

No one in the Perseus Collective couldn't even explain how two of Perseus best operatives started to hate each other for real : did that start when the two met each other years ago during an Perseus meeting ? Was it because of one of their operations has gone to shit ? Was it because of something very personal ? If some people pointed that the two started their rivalry at the whole beginning when they both met, others thinks that it was involving someone in an romantic way. Nonetheless, if no one knows of the true motives of their hatred between each other, there were nothing that could help the two to maybe reconcile.

Grigoriev was in the Perseus Collective since she was four years old, raised by Perseus himself during all her life since her parents died in an strange american attack on the village she was living, her parents dying during that event but in reality, she never actually believe in his fight but for her, staying in the group is an occasion to save & protect the innocents from the group evil-doings. She stayed true to her own goals and she hate all of those who is harming innocents.

Sonya Kuzmin was an whole different case to talk about. The famous Vikhor 'Stitch' Kuzmin is in fact their brother and were brought inside the Perseus Collective when they have celebrated their 18th birthday and it was the same year where they & Grigoriev have met in person and to be honest, the two were both mixed about each other, intrigued by the other before their hatred start to slowly born over the years and for them, they couldn't explain the real reason : a love triangle with another Perseus operative......Freya 'Wraith' Helvig, a type of relation that was in fact forbidden in the Collective.

To begin with, Freya was in an relationship with Grigoriev but in the first years following the meeting of Yirina Grigoriev & Sonya Kuzmin, something bring Freya to start an love relationship with Sonya while she was still with Grigoriev and the discovery of that by her launched their hatred that was still on these days. Today, Grigoriev & Kuzmin came back from an Perseus operation in the Ural Mountains and when the two entered each other in the locker room of the base they come back, everyone knew that they couldn't stay in the same room of the two, knowing that it could cause an fight that never actually happened or another big argument that could last hours between them. Everyone left the room, leaving only Yirina & Sonya in it. Both were turned around, not facing each other.

"What are you thinking now, Sonya ?" Yirina decided to launch an very ordinary discussion with Sonya, not even thinking about the hatred the two got, as she was removing the bloodied bulletproof vest off her, it was the blood of someone else, of course.

"Thinking of your mom !" Sonya replied, scoffing about the death of Yirina's parents in an funny way, having their hands on face, looking at the mirror that was inside their locker and seeing the traces of blood of an soviet soldier she killed with an shotgun in the head.....literally.

"Ah, very funny." Yirina said in an very annoyed voice, hearing that little not funny joke almost everyday from Sonya themselves. "I heard that from you everyday, maybe start to change." She added, suggesting an friendly advice to them as she was cleaning the blood on her face too. "I don't know, maybe thinking or doing someone else instead of talking about my mom."

"Oh, you maybe want me to say something about your father or one of your friends ?" Sonya proposed as they were looking at an small pool of an soldier's blood on their neck....to say that this mission was like an slaughter....blood were almost everywhere on their clothes..."No, I still prefer your mom."

"Well, I can say that you don't like to change." Yirina spoke but even if she was clearly saying it to Sonya, her voice was like saying to herself. In fact, she was trying to change herself as for now, she was trying to put her old relationship with Freya aside....she was trying to but always something to bring it back to the frontline.

"You still want to know what I'm really thinking right now ?" Sonya asked as they were starting to remove slowly their jacket, finding them in an very nice-looking short that Yirina couldn't see as they both put an rule if the two were in the same room to change themselves : we don't look at each other. "Right now, I'm thinking of having Freya's fingers in me....fucking me into oblivion." They said, proudly and thinking of that make thel touch their neck in excitation with their right hand, they were trying to provoke Yirina to the maximum.

"Wish I could say the same." Yirina whispered, loud enough to make Sonya hear her who was smiling about it, they really managed to stole Yirina's girlfriend like that and it was like an big success to them. "I'm pretty sure that you're fucking happy to have stolen Freya from me." She exclaimed, not even sounding angrier like usual.

"Oh yeah !" They breathed, laughing about it as they were removing their pants slowly, still in trying to provoke Yirina to make the first move as Perseus was clear about it : one fight between them and they were removed from the Perseus operations for an big while : Yirina couldn't be able to save innocents and Sonya....to have fun into killing. "I still have her groans from the last time in my head." They added, their fingers slowly going down before they got focused back on undressing themselves

"Good for you, then." Yirina said like that, causing Sonya to be a little bit surprised in them as they thought that Yirina would be angered about it as each time Freya was mentioned, the anger was taking over their argument at almost on the verge on fighting but now, Yirina was like she wasn't giving an damn anymore, making Sonya a little bit disturbed.

"I'm surprised that....you're not angry." Sonya exclaimed, stopping themselves in their moves and trying to have an look on Yirina with their mirror, seeing her also stopped and doing nothing except for looking inside her personal locker

"Maybe I'm the one who's liking change here." Yirina grinned as she was holding the door of her locker, not making an simple move and just looking inside of it : a photo of herself....just her with an smile.

"Oh, fuck off !" Sonya chuckled in an funny tone and to say, they were again surprised to have laugh to Yirina and that Yirina wasn't either angry or annoyed by them and then, as they were retaking back their moves to undress themselves, Yirina decided by herself to break the only rule the two established in here : not look at each other. She closed her locker's door, watching at Sonya, seeing them with nothing covering the top on their back and discovering some scars on Sonya's back. Her, she was still dressed in her clothes, just wearing her shirt, her pants & shoes

"Who did this to you ?" Yirina asked, leaning herself on the locker's door that she closed, looking Sonya's back

"Are you watching me ?" Sonya questioned, sounding troubled in their voice, knowing that Yirina was watching them and they could see that with the mirror. "I thought that we put an rule between us remember ?" They said, wanting to make her put her eyes away but that wasn't working at all as they could start to see Yirina, coming slowly to get next to Sonya, leaning at a least 1 meter from them.

"Tell me, who did this ?" Yirina questioned them again in an curious and low voice, wanting to know how they were able to have those scars on their back

"Well...." Sonya started, putting their right hand on their locker's door, they were quite stressed to talk about what they got in the back and to say, they were going to talk about this to the person they were like hating....their nemesis. "A son of a bitch in the CIA....called Russell Adler, he did this to me." They decided to reply, biting their lips and finally looking at Yirina's face, curious of her reaction and they could see an grieving face. "Remember what happened in 1968 at Rebirth Island ?" Yirina nodded to them, knowing the story of what happened there : the Nova-6, an mysterious guy killing the man who created the gas and the CIA attack on the island. "I've got captured with 'Stitch' by Adler's men and to make him talk, they whipped me in front of him but he didn't crack, causing Adler to make him lose an eye and me....to have those for the rest of my life."

"Shit, that guy...." Yirina started before stopping herself in her words, looking away and wondering how it was possible to torture someone like this : she was never an big fan of torture and she hated it except if the person tortured was someone who harmed her friends. "Is this because of this event that you're like that ?" Yirina suggested, making sure that Sonya know what she was talking about : always rude to those close to them.

"Yeah, it kinda help me to feel better." Sonya responded, looking at Yirina with an great face, meaning all of their words to her and to be honest, they didn't expect Yirina to smile about it....an reaction that was starting to get strange to Sonya : why's Yirina is getting suddenly friendly with me ? She thought that to themselves, thinking that Yirina was like playing an mind game with them. "Okay, Yirina, what's your plan with me ?" They told her, having suddenly enough as they closed the door almost brutally and Yirina didn't even flinch for an second, turning themselves to her.....and unwillingly, revealing their breasts to her, who started to blush at seeing them.

"I want to know.....why you blushed when I was on top of you during that mission ?" This was an question that Yirina was asking to herself since the end of the mission they just got : she remember to have seen Sonya literally blush after she threw herself on them to avoid them to get killed by an enemy grenade. She remember it well as Sonya smiled about it before launching an usual insult to Yirina, asking her to 'get the fuck off me !' "Are you having something on me ?"

"No....I thought that it was Freya that did this !" Sonya replied but their voice was cracking, signifying that they were lying and Yirina could see that.

"Seriously ?" Yirina raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms as she slowly start to get closer to Sonya who couldn't know where to go....the mask were like falling right now, the rude side of Sonya wasn't making an appearance to repulse Yirina at all. "You did smiled at me for 10 seconds, blushing heavily before you asked me politely to fuck off." She added as she was very closer to Sonya who started to blush again before Yirina looked at her locker. "So, tell me, is Sonya Kuzmin in love with someone else than Freya Helvig ?" She then put her hand on Sonya's locker door before Sonya put their hand on Yirina's arm gently

"Wait !" They said, looking & sounding nervous as Yirina was wondering what they were going to tell her, staying very cool about all of this. "Okay, I'm hating you so much that....I realized that there were something." They revealed, causing Yirina to smile slightly about it before she decided to move very closer to Sonya, getting her arms on their shoulders. "I'm hating you in an lovely way, Yirina."

"Then, show me !" Yirina ordered as she decided to close her eyes, awaiting for something....until Sonya who couldn't make an simple step back from what they just said and where they were, finally acted and move closer to get their lips on Yirina's ones, kissing the person she was liking to hate....love & hate in the same place....in that kiss. Sonya who was now feeling wanted the kiss to stop but then, they realized that it was better to continue and even to reinforce it. They put their arms around Yirina's waist, kissing her passionately as Yirina could discover the non-rude personality of her enemy....Sonya Kuzmin.

"Happy now ?" Sonya asked as the two broke the kiss but staying in each other arms, Yirina was still smiling and for the first time for her, she just saw Sonya smiling at her, not an second of angriness.

"Did I say we were finished ?" Yirina asked back before she moved to kiss Sonya's neck, giving them an pleasure that they were never able to have with Freya herself, something that Yirina was never able to give to Greya, she was giving it to Sonya themselves. As the two were up, Sonya start to slowly move towards the bench that was separating the locker room in two, laying down on it and feeling the cold feeling of the bench in her back while having Yirina on top of them, holding their arms. "You want to go already to the next step ?" Yirina smirked at them, not believing at all of the situation.

"Oh, fuck you and fuck me !" Sonya ordered to her, finding back their rude attitude but they weren't looking troubled by Yirina's smile and before she started to remove her own shirt, Sonya discovering that Yirina wasn't wearing an bra at all below it and to say, Yirina's breast was so much nice to look at...more better than Freya's ones. "Please, Yirina, I need your fingers in.....fuck....put them in me." They pleaded as Yirina has started to slowly kiss Sonya's own breasts, moaning almost loudly in the room as they were overtaken by Yirina's skills on that type of activity.

"Ask me again." Yirina said in a low voice, concentrated on kissing Sonya's breast before making kisses by going down Sonya's body until stopping at their scrotch.

"Oh, you redhead bitch, kiss me....fuck me like you're hating me to the bones !" Sonya told her, pleading again and sounding almost crying in their voices, still with their rude attitude that Yirina, in fact, started to love so much when the two kissed, a sort of big affection between the two. There were still hate in here but also an sort of weird love that came in.

"See, that's my Sonya Kuzmin." Yirina breathed and giving an big grin to Sonya before she decided to take their hands to get them up with her, having an urge to get somewhere else for that kind of activity. "Let's go fuck in the showers, shall we ?" She proposed, taking an bit of an rude attitude and Sonya nodded with an big smile.

"Following your lead." Sonya whispered as they were taken away by Yirina, still holding their hands and we could say that the two wanted to get quickly into the action and making some hate sex in the showers knowing that they will not get disturbed by anyone since no one wanted to see them going into another argument.

What they were doing, it wasn't in fact entirely love, they were still hating in each other but more in an lovely way now that the two kissed. It was maybe so damn weird to kiss your enemy, the one you're hating the most but in the case of Yirina & Sonya, it was getting so much different as they were both having sex in the showers. The two could finally discover the other in a closer way, literally fucking in their workplace and to say, it was making them so good ! Both were able to release themselves, staying true to their convictions with Sonya giving some insults as she was groaning from Yirina's licking and kissing and Yirina was now liking that by an lot, it became a way to say 'I'm loving you while hating you !'. Frankly, the two didn't expect this to happen but now, the only thing they could do now was to enjoy their moments, knowing that it wasn't going to be the last one they're doing this. Now, they knew that each time they will be seen together by the others, they would be alone and could have sex without been disturbed......

It was in fact an love & hate relationship that was just born !

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Big love, small hate (+18)

"Small love, big hate"

Plot Summary : It's been some times since Yirina Grigoriev & Sonya Kuzmin started their little love-hate relationship and things goes more spicy between the two....very spicy.....

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Words : +4500

Warning : NSFW content....heavy one !

Tribute for @clxudtea for Sonya Kuzmin character

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Nothing could have expected something like this to happen.....

Claiming that you just saw Yirina Grigoriev & Sonya Kuzmin together and kissing and maybe also fucking around in their workplace and it's sure that you will be taken for an crazy person to the eyes of everyone and honestly, no one would have thought of that possibility. Like, everyone saw that the two despited each other to the bones, their arguments has been showcasing it since years and each time, those peoples wondered if one day, the two will cross the line and a big fight will have to occur between the two even if the two know of the consequences of their actions : both will have to face Perseus's personal wrath on them and they wouldn't want that to happen even if they were hating the guy in fact.

Despite all of that, there were nothing that could have show that Yirina & Sonya were now together in an very special relationship since no one wanted to be there with the two together in the same room, meaning that everyone was leaving the place, away from both and thanks to that, the two were able to create their relationship in an discreet way. In fact, it was better to tell to each other their little secrets instead of having everyone watching you and realizing that the two worst enemies inside the Perseus collective were going to start dating....in an strange & special way to say as it was more than an love-hate relationship that the two made....kinda hard to think but for them, they didn't give an fuck about it.....

After having fucked in the showers of the locker room, the two decided to kindle that new relationship. Their arguments that they were having now the next days ? They were half-faking it now, still getting themselves angry against each other but each time, they knew that the next time they will have sex, they will be able to release themselves together, away & alone from the others. In fact, it was helping them by an lot that no one wanted to stay near them when the two got into the same room, allowing them to be free for an long, long, long time before the two part away to their usuals task with no one suspecting them and just thinking that they had an big argument.

The first days after that first event, it was hard for the two to find themselves an occasion to have some relief moments with the other as they couldn't do it in their own rooms and also because sometimes, they were both busy with work on cryptography, the two weren't working in the same unit but an few days later, the two were, by the odds, transferred to the same Perseus base at the Solovetsky islands and for them, it was like an big occasion for them. Since everyone in here know of their hatred, the way was opened for them to release themselves freely and discreetly, they did never do such sex in their entire life.

Since their own rooms weren't worth it, they were doing their business in multiples places around the base. First time in Solovetsky and it was right like the first time : in the showers but then, they didn't do this all the time in that very place. They did this in an watchtower in an hidden part of the base in night and while Yirina was sort of watching around like an normal guard will do, Sonya was just behind her, kneeled, slowly fingering with their left hand, kissing her pussy & playing with her ass with the other hand with Yirina was trying to stay normal, overtaken by how Sonya was doing so well with that. They continued an day in an parked military truck also in night, having Sonya groan almost loudly as they were scissoring with Yirina and that was just an only part of the numerous times they did this.

Their biggest time they did have sex ? It was Sonya's idea to be honest and when they told Yirina about it, the two were more willing to do this for real. They decide to go fuck.....in Vikhor 'Stitch' Kuzmin personal office and to say, this day, they didn't go easy on their own manners. We can say that the two have sex like fucking beasts, taking each other against the walls of the office and trashing the place down but the big thing was when Sonya decided to 'fuck off their brother' and Yirina literally make them squirt on Stitch paperworks on his desk. The two could remember the evening in the military mess when Stitch stormed in in rage, wondering who the fuck has jerked on his plans in his office. The two laughed their asses off of these events the next time they found together again.

Today, it was not another day like the other. Last time before the two part ways, Yirina had an idea and asked Sonya to join at the helipad of the base without telling too much about saying it was like an big surprise to be honest. So, the day came in and Sonya found themselves to wait at the helipad near an MI-24 Hind as Yirina wasn't there yet.

"Sonya but what are you doing here ?" Sonya looked around them to find their own brother, Vikhor arriving on the helipad, seeing them leaning against the soviet Hind, standing up. To say that it wasn't an place that Sonya is using to go. "I've been looking for you since one hour before someone told me that you were awaiting here." He continued as he got next to Sonya, awaiting for an answer

"Because I can't be here ?" Sonya asked back to their brother's face that was still wearing their stupid mask and black hood in the middle of nowhere....honestly, Sonya was wondering of why their brother never change their clothes but why asking ? "Are you still acting like the big tough brother with me or something ?" They added, raising an eyebrow to him as they could see him rolling his only eyes around.

"No, it's just that I'm worried about you !" Stitch replied, sounding more normal than an real worried person would be honestly and Sonya could see through it and by the way, his response was meaning the whole contrary : why is he saying no just to say after that he's worried. "So, what are you doing here ?" He asked again.

"I'm waiting for someone." They responded, looking away from Stitch, trying to found Yirina with their eyes but she wasn't there for them....what are you planning, Yirina ?.....they thought inside their head before looking back to Stitch who was pretty curious about it.

"If you're waiting for Freya, it's gonna be damn long because she's not here." Stitch expressed as he remember when Sonya told him about their new-found relationship with the norwegian Perseus agent that was Grigoriev girlfriend before Sonya stole her from Yirina....but Sonya wasn't thinking of Freya....they were thinking of Yirina herself. They were stll in relationship with Freya but since her love & hate relationship began, their thoughts was mainly focused on the redhead woman.

"I'm waiting for Grigoriev." They said clearly to him and by hearing that, Stitch's only eye goes wide at this. Why Sonya is waiting for their worst enemy to come in here with nobody around them to control them in case ?

"Wait, are you serious, Sonya ?" He started to raise his voice to them, not angry at all but more confused in fact as he was starting to wonder in his head what's got into Sonya. "You know what will happen if you two fight ?" He asked rhetorically as he was the one who warned them about the consequences of their actions if the two start to fight. "What's wrong...."

"Nothing's wrong, Stitch." Sonya cut their own brother straight like that. With Sonya, it was obvious that you could be cut in your words by them. They are rude, no one can complain about it, it's their true state. "She just told me to come here, that's it." They added, annoyed by their brother's presence around them. "I don't know but do you have better things to do like : finding the person who has fucked up your office ?" They asked and honestly, she was keeping her calm as inside of them, they were laughing as hell before they make an little laugh escaping their mouth.

"That's not funny." Stitch exclaimed, poking at them as he could remember the face he has done when he saw all of his paperworks wet......he didn't know that it was Sonya themselves that orgasmed on it and frankly, if they could tell him the truth, they would do it gladly right at his face. "When I will find the one who did this...." He clenched his right fist showing to Sonya, affirming his brutality towards those who is making troubles with him.

"Good for you." They breathed, rolling their eyes in annoyance from their brother before they look into an specific direction, finally seeing Yirina Grigoriev arrive. "You know what ? You need to leave before she try to break your arm." They pointed at her direction for Stitch, who when he saw her, he only wanted to stay here, fearing that the two will fight. "You're deaf, Vikhor ? Fuck off !" They ordered & even if they were more younger than their brother, they were still acting rude towards me.

Vikhor peaked his head to see Yirina, wearing an pilot outfit and behind her back, an strange black bag. He remember well that he saw her beating two guys who were trying to harass a young female recruit : the two guys did literally have their both arms broken and had to stay in the hospital for days. He was seeing her like an big threat even to him & his legendary brutality towards his enemy. As Yirina finally put her feets on the helipad that he decide to resign himself to leave the place, leaving Sonya alone with their 'worst enemy', the two exchanging an quick look to each other....more as an warning for Stitch and an death threat for Yirina.

"You're late." Sonya started as Yirina was opening the bay door of the hind, making Sonya to move from the helicopter.

"Got to take something for me in my room." Yirina stated, putting her black bag inside the helicopter, placing it well before she got out of the helicopter. "Something to spice things up."

"Because our relation isn't spicy enough ?" Sonya raised an eyebrow at hearing this. "I thought that fucking in Vikhor's office was the best we can do...." They admitted as it was like their master plan to 'fuck off their brother' but what is Yirina preparing for them in reality if that event wasn't the best ? "What are you planning ?"

"Wait & see, sweetheart." Yirina teased, making Sonya blush from that compliment.

"Fuck you." Sonya said back in an lovely voice making Yirina smile as it was like an sort of affection....weird one between the two.....They started to look around, wondering of something. "So, we're now waiting for the pilot ?" They asked before Yirina looked at them, seriously.

"Bitch, I'm the pilot." Yirina exclaimed, showing to Sonya her whole outfit she was wearing. Sonya's eyes went wide at this, they thought that Yirina was going to be an co-pilot or that someone else will maybe drop them somewhere discreet. Even, they just thought that they were going to fuck in the Hind's bay, still in here.

"I'm going to put my life in your hands while you're flying that ?" They pointed at the helicopter and Yirina nodded.

"Just get in or it will be no sex today....and I'm pretty sure that you want my fingers." Yirina proclaimed as she could see Sonya having chills at hearing the end of her sentence. Thinking of this was making Sonya so.....horny to not be able to have an fun moment with Yirina. "Install yourself into the front cockpit and we're off."

"Where are we going exactly ?" Sonya questioned as they start to move to the cockpit like Yirina asked them.

"Somewhere nice & quiet in the island....should be alone for an big while." Yirina replied, not giving the exact location as she install herself into her seat, getting everything to work as she could see Sonya looking an bit troubled, installing themself at their seat....everything will go fine....Sonya thought. "And here we go !" Yirina scoffed as the Hind was slowly taking off the helipad.

In fact, Sonya was quite surprised that Yirina was doing so well with the Hind as it wasn't an easy chopper to control in reality. Yirina, having the commands flied away from the base, advising Sonya to not touch anything at her control board as they were sit in the gunner position....and Sonya be Sonya, they didn't listen to it and unwillingly make the Hind fire some bullets into the sea as the helicopter was flying towards it. Sonya was kinda feeling bad to not have listen to Yirina but Yirina forgave them, just asking that they didn't do this again.

To reassure Sonya during the flight, Yirina told them about how she did learn of flying an helicopter for her 18th birthday and to say, she was doing so well that it was recomforting Sonya to, in fact, have put their life in Yirina's hands. For now, it was almost 8 years that she was like an master on doing this, making Sonya wonder about how Yirina didn't put herself as an full-pilot instead of been an cryptographer like them but she prefer to decrypt things all day than flying an chopper all day....less stressful....

Yirina, after 10 minutes of flying, decided to land the helicopter in an very isolated place in the Solovetsky Island, very far away from the monastery and that's what she has been having in head all the time : be away from Perseus. After she landed the Hind, she was the first one to get out of it and she then opened the cockpit door of Sonya themselves.

"You're okay ?" Yirina demanded after she opened as she was seeing Sonya an bit out of themself, trying to catch an breath.

"Yeah, I'm good." They breathed, grinning to Yirina as she was offering her hand to them as an sign of gratitude to get out of the helicopter. They took it and start to get out with Yirina's help before they managed to hit the ground with their feets and then, the two got closer, their hands wrapping around each other at their wraists level. "You...you're looking lovely in that outfit." Sonya admitted with an smile as they moved to kiss Yirina at her neck.

"Mmhm...but I'm sure that you're more interested by what's below it." Yirina said, her voice at the beginning, moaning because of Sonya's kisses at her neck before she decide to move, getting Sonya's back against the helicopter and then, she put her left hand inside Sonya's pants. "Tell me.....did you fuck with Freya these last days ?" Of course, it was an question that was in Yirina's mind.....They never actually dumped Freya after the two launched their little love & hate relationship.

"Yeah....yeah....oh god." Sonya replied, starting to feel her hand touching their pussy without stroking it actually, Yirina only wanted to make things clear....she was the one in control in here....like the two agree the last time they had sex. Sonya, they were still having sex with Freya but everytime, they were always thinking that it was Yirina doing this.....they couldn't know why ? I despite this girl and one day, I kinda feel so in love and hate with her.....they thought to themself. "Yirina, you want to...punish me ?"

"Of course....in an lovely way..." Yirina affirmed before she start to slowly stroke Sonya's pussy....she could feel it already wet and it was exciting her at all level. "Jesus, you're horny as hell." She said, astonished to feel that sensation along her fingers as she was going to stroke further with her left hand. Her right hand was behind Sonya's neck, controlling it and she was focused on their face, wanting to see every reaction from her stroking....damn, Sonya was so wet that Yirina start to think Sonya only wanted to have sex in their life....if only Perseus wasn't existing....

"Yirina...." Sonya chuckled as they were feeling so damn overtaken that they decide to literally remove their pants, making Yirina's eyes go wide....she didn't even need to do it by herself to be honest. "Please...I....lick me...finger me...I'm yours." Sonya affirmed, not moving at all after they removed their pants, just awaiting for Yirina to do what they told her.....their voice was sounding so pleading and it was very different from the other times...they were meaning it by an lot. They were all belonging to Yirina now for them but Yirina was still stroking their pussy so they rolled their eyes around. "Please, my little redhead bitch...." They added, sounding so rude....and so horny at the same time.

"Well, you asked." Yirina smirked as she finally stopped her move before she got down to get on her knees, she was still in control. She blow up some air into the already wet pussy of Sonya before she start to slowly lick their pussy, her hands slowly touching Sonya's chest and she was still looking inside Sonya's green eyes while eating them out. Seriously, Yirina was...relieved to do this and in fact, she even start to not hate Sonya anymore, they were just so lovely even with their rude attitude towards the others.....she was loving it. "So fucking good." She whispered in an very low voice to herself as she was going to use her tongue to penetrate Sonya's pussy and then, she does it.

"Fuck..." Sonya groaned as they were feeling Yirina's tongue inside them. Frankly, they would have like to put their hands on her head and to make her tongue going further but they were more focused on breathing away and the lust in them wasn't going to help at all. "I'm gonna....gonna fucking cum." Horny & rude at the same time again.....they could feel themself lose control of their body until they finally squirted all over Yirina's face and in an second, they were feeling so bad as they could see Yirina getting up, her red hair partially messy & wet.

"So good." Yirina repeated this time to Sonya themself with an smile before she pulled Sonya for an kiss, grabbing them by the collar as Sonya could feel on her lips the taste of their own pussy and even if they already know about it, it was still feeling so nice to feel it. Their kiss was all but messy before Yirina withdraw from Sonya. "Let's go inside, shall we ?" She proposed, opening the bay door of the hind.

"Oh yeah." Sonya said enthusiastic before Yirina literally took their hand with her, dragging them inside the bay of the helicopter. The Hind did have an space for transport troops around the battlefield but in here, let's just say that it did became an place to fuck for Yirina and Sonya now. Immediately as Sonya was installed inside that Yirina make them lay down on the floor of the bay area, putting herself on top of them.

"Remove your clothes." Yirina ordered as Sonya still had only their jacket on and they complied in the very second, getting themself naked shortly after that. "Oh, see that you're an extremely horny person." Yirina affirmed as she could see that Sonya wasn't wearing any bra at all to cover their breasts, amazed by its views before she put her hand on the zipper of her pilot suit, slowly unzipping it.

"So do you...." Sonya added, realizing that Yirina too wasn't wearing at all below her outfit and when she was done, she completely throw her outfit aside in the helicopter, both finding now themselves naked in an Hind, just wanting to release themselves out. Then, Yirina removed herself from Sonya, getting in front of them and streching her legs, showing her pussy to them.

"Come on, it's awaiting." Yirina gestured with her index finger to Sonya who was like hypnotized by Yirina's body....like never before, something has changed since the two were making hate sex and now, it was just....normal sex....yes....Sonya was in love....not in hate anymore.

"Yes, my love." Sonya whispered like that, directly giving their thoughts and honestly, Yirina wasn't even taken aback by that, she was loving them too....and when the two looked at each other in the eyes, they instantly know that the two weren't making hate sex anymore. Everytime, they were doing to release their anger in sex but now, it was all passionate but still very spicy. Then, Sonya on their four started to move slowly towards Yirina's pussy and finally, they could finally start to eat her out, going slowly.

"Oh shit." Yirina groaned, her voice filled with pleasure as she was looking at Sonya, licking her and then, they start to put one finger inside without even asking for it. "Sonya.." She breathed, looking with lovely eyes at Sonya until she put her both hands on her head, holding it by the hair in an gentle way. "Harder, baby." She moaned louder in the helicopter and like she ordered, Sonya complied and start to lick and finger more harder Yirina's pussy. She was the one on top here and it was better to obey. There's times where it's Sonya on top but for an large part, it was Yirina taking the lead.

"So nice..." Sonya said in an low voice as they were taking some air before going back quickly on eating Yirina out.

"My god, Sonya..." Yirina was feeling that it was her turn to cum as Sonya was going more harder & harder until she finally does....squirting all over Sonya's face as her breaths were more louder, trying to catch back her normal breath. Sonya moved slowly towards Yirina's head, getting their both foreheads against each other before pulling for an kiss....both tastes were mixing and to say, it was an lovely mix.

"Thanks you, Yirina." Sonya told her after the kiss, feeling suddenly so happy and good to have done something like this...They still had Yirina's taste in mouth and honestly, they would try to keep it for themselves for an undetermined time. Yirina did discover the real Sonya Kuzmin but on Yirina's face was saying that there were something...."What ?"

"Let's just say that....we're not done, love." Yirina smirked before she look at the bag she brought with her in the Hind....her black bag that was just next to them and now that she was looking at it, Sonya start to wonder what was inside that bag until Yirina moved by herself to get to the bag, opening it. "Ready ?" She took an look as she got from the bag....an strap-on.....literally. Sonya's eyes did really went wide at seeing that in her hands.

"What the...." They started before cutting themselves, having understand what was Yirina thinking all the times, starting to smile on their face. "Oh, Yiri...." She stated, using her nickname for the first time in their life....only Yirina's lovers could called her 'Yiri'....and Sonya just became one of them. "You want to fuck me with that ?" They asked and Yirina slowly nodded, an grin on her face before they decided to lay down on the ground, back against it and looking at Yirina. "It's all yours." She exclaimed as Yirina was getting the strap-on ready.

"Thanks you." Yirina proclaimed in an low voice as she was finally done to get the strap-on on her until she slowly move towards Sonya who was an bit trembling to make this new experiment to be honest, they never tried something like this. "I'm going to go easy, okay ?" She told them who nodded at her as she didn't want to hurt her Sonya now before she entered the fake dildo inside Sonya's pussy.

"Oh...mmhm..." Sonya was surprised by the cold feeling of the dildo before Yirina start to move, fucking them in an missionary style, her hands posed on the ground of the bay as Sonya put their hands around Yirina's back. Like she said, she was going slowly. "Yi-Yirina....more...more harder, faster." They were starting to like that feeling and they wanted more with Yirina deciding to make things spicy by complying to Sonya, moving more faster.

"Tell me...you love me." Yirina ordered as she was getting into it, loving it....fucking enjoying it that she wanted to know the truth....there were no more hate between the two....only love, she couldn't hate Sonya anymore even if the two has very differents opinions on their jobs. "Tell it !" She added.

"I love you !" Sonya breathed as Yirina was going more faster than before, slamming her body against Sonya's ass and like feeling the dildo penetrating Sonya in the inside.....the two wanted to continue this moment....to be endless, limitless. If only Perseus didn't exist.....

"Again." Yirina asked again....she wanted them to scream her name.

"I fucking love you !" They repeated again on the verge of the orgasm and feeling so relieved that it was Yirina fucking them...so hard, so lovely. "YIRINA !" They screamed loudly as they finally orgasmed in the helicopter, making Yirina stop her moves, quickly remove her strap-on from her until she leaned to kiss Sonya deeply in their mouth, putting her hands around them to get them back sitting with her, still kissing. When the two broke the kiss, they looked at each other in the eyes, hypnotized....the deep green eyes of Sonya Kuzmin.....meeting the vibrant blue ones of Yirina Grigoriev.

"I love you too, Sonya." Yirina affirmed with an smile and so much proud in her, that declaration of love....was way more better than the one she did with Freya. She moved her hands to pass them in Sonya's messy hair to make it look back to normal. "You're looking so lovely." She added, making Sonya roll their eyes.

"You squirted on my face....well, I did make you squirt on my face." They said, taking an breath as they were doing the same with Yirina to redress her hair. "And I did squirt on your face." They passed their left hand on Yirina's face. "Oh....my little redhead lover." They changed, they couldn't said 'bitch' to her as their hate were gone, reduced to atoms and that compliment make Yirina smile even further.

"So now, we're officialy together in a way." Yirina supposed, curious.

"Of course, dumbass." Sonya scoffed, pulling Yirina to kiss her on the right cheek before they moved their arms around her for an big, unbreakable hug between the two.....

This day....it was very different for them because they realized that hate was not longer there between them. In fact, did hate was there after all ? They were hating each other to the bones but love came in and it was more stronger than before. Each time they had sex, slowly, their hatred flied away to be replace by an unexpected love between the two worst enemies inside the Perseus Collective and this love....they would keep it for themselves. Right now, the two were so much happy to be together, having enjoyed an free moment away from work but even if the two has some...kinky ideas about the future....

They just wanted to relax now and to enjoy their time together.....

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"The plan": Chapter 178 for "Redemption in a Spirit in a Cold War" is out!

Chapter Summary: The next morning after bringing Zasha, Sonya & Bellamy with the group, Yirina is getting alerted by one of them of an imminent threat over Verdansk, prompting everyone to think of a plan that could stop everyone...or die trying...

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Finally, we managed to find them...Zasha. It was painful for me the first time I heard that they got kidnapped by Perseus but I knew that someday, we will get them back at our side and this night was the day it will happen but they weren't the only persons we found, it happened that Sonya Kuzmin, Stitch's sibling & Bellamy Petrov, the crazy Perseus guy were also there, surprisingly taking care of Zasha after they were left to die by Stitch & the Collective. If we got Zasha back to us, we couldn't leave the two others there and we decided to take them with us...Viktoria's reaction was exactly what I thought...

She wasn't willing at first to get more than 5 persons at our hideout due to the risk it could provide with too many people in one place but hopefully, we managed to convince her to allow them to come in at her hideout at the exchange of trying to find a solution into neutralizing Perseus's threat once & for all in Verdansk to avoid any further problems. We were now 7 people going to hide at that warehouse...me, Park, Zasha, Portnova, Viktoria, Sonya & Bellamy...the latter was the most dangerous & unpredictable one, and even if he's on 'our side', a close eye needed to keep on it. 

We managed to get the necessary stuff for Sonya & Bellamy loaded on the jeep before going back to the warehouse, the jeep was heavier than the first drive and during it, I could overhear whispers coming from Zasha & Portnova, they were both talking about the house and how they, along with Sonya, succeeded into hiding here before Bellamy found them & came in. I couldn't overhear more as we got to the warehouse, now going to organize the stuff in here with 3 new people here.

Thankfully for us, we sorted it out quickly, Sonya & Bellamy going to sleep in one of the remaining free spaces of the place, Zasha going with Portnova and after that, my main thought was to wrap myself into my sleeping bag and close my eyes for the night after this day, Park following me in the process...I just needed to stop thinking for a moment & clean up my head for some hours...some peaceful dreams...

I could see myself...in a garden...feeling a bit older than I am, laying down for a rest near a pool...I was wearing some sorts of sunglasses and I was lowering them to look to my right, seeing Park with her head towards me with a grin...a beautiful smile in front of me but then we both turned our heads around towards the pool in front of our seats, someone has done a jump in it...on the other side was Portnova watching the same thing as us, laughing before we got to see Zasha's head popping underwater...a dream...a peaceful dream...this is what the future could be for me?...

"Hey, Yirina,"  A voice came out in my head, sounding like Zasha but in a muffled tone, like away from me but then, I could feel someone moving my shoulder at a slow pace. "Hey," The same voice was sounding louder & too real to be hidden inside my head, causing me to slightly open my eyes back into the real world. "Hey," Another tap over my shoulder as my eyes were getting their visions better until I got to see Zasha, real this time, knelt next to me.

"Zed?" I mumbled in a low voice, slowly getting redressed while stretching my arms, seeing that the morning was shining through the upper windows of the warehouse. "What's happening?" I demanded, giving a quick look at my left to see Park in her sleeping bag, looking to wake up too. 

"Uhm...I'm sorry to wake you up like this but..." They started, unsure of their words, one of their hands moving behind their head to scratch it. "We kinda...well, I need to talk to you," They said, trying to avoid eyes contact with me. 

"Now?" I presumed, having a look to see that at her post, Viktoria was up, helped by Portnova while Sonya & Bellamy were waking up too at the same time at their spot.

"Yeah...in private," They affirmed, finally able to look at me in the eyes. "Outside," They added, gesturing behind them at the door.

"Okay...will you let me get a..." I wasn't even able to finish the words of my question when Zasha got one of their hands towards me...holding a cup of coffee in it..."Oh," I was a bit surprised to see this from them, thinking they would be resting for a long time but they were looking better than yesterday, I think.

"I preferred to have it done for you," They admitted to me, unzipping my bag to allow me to get up, grabbing the cup of coffee they were holding once I was standing up. "You coming?" I nodded at them before I starts following them outside the warehouse as they wanted, waving at Portnova & Viktoria on the way, the latter doing the same with a little smile before we got outside.

"What do you want to..."

"Not here," Zasha cut me again as I was stopped right next to the door, a view of the city but Zasha was continuing in their walk, causing me to move alongside them to get behind the warehouse, looking to be a very private discussion they wanted to have. "Better here," They commented once we got behind the building, turning around to look at me, having a sip of the coffee and very intrigued.

"What's happening?" I demanded, curious.

"It's something I talked about to Yiri during the night," They started with a breath, body moving to the side. "Well...I saw Dedov...he's in Verdansk," They revealed, me stopping my hands at that news...Lazar & now...Dedov..."I tried to plead with him that he was being played around by Stitch...it didn't work," 

'Really?" I breathed with a shock.

"He thought that I was speaking non-sense, that their brother died a long time ago for Perseus...he was along with Stitch to dispose of me...it broke my heart to see him aged but wearing that uniform and acting like that," They explained, feeling the way about Dedov's situation...shocked, angry...wanting to do everything to get Dedov back to reason..."I...I think that...you're probably going to take me for crazy but...I don't think that Dedov is brainwashed...that..."

"Wait, what are you saying here?" I stopped them, starting to fear something worse than brainwashing at hearing those words. "Are you trying to tell me that...Dedov is willingly working with Perseus?"

"Three years...he was for three years with Perseus, they got him and they surely got him indoctrinated, he's well aware of all of that brainwashing stuff, it's not normal," They exclaimed, pointing their right hand towards the direction we came here. "They made him believe that we're his enemies, he's working on things I never wanted him to see once...once!" Their voice was sounding higher here, expressing their distress on Dedov. "Stitch teaching him how to make Nova 6...they're going to drown Verdansk of that shit in a few days!"

"How do you know that?" I asked.

"Bellamy," They simply said.

"Him?" I chuckled.

"Yes," 

"Why?" 

"Because he's in the same situation as us," They told me, giving me an unsure look as if their words weren't true for them. "I know that he did things against us back in London but for once that he's not an asshole trying to kill us,"

"I know that well, Zed, he tried to kill us with a nuclear bomb, remember?" I reminded them of that day when London almost lived its final day with that crazy Sarah under the parliament.

"I do," They nodded. "Bellamy still believes in those ideals but he wants revenge on Stitch...he can be useful, he knows everything," They suggested, this time, sounding clear & sure of themselves on this...to say that I have to put my trust on Bellamy...dammit, where's that world. "I know that he did fucked up your eye back in England as Stitch did in here but Bellamy can give us the way to stop him and get Dedov back," 

"Dammit," I sighed, shaking my head as my eyes went over my coffee between my hands, trying to think about this...I kinda hate to admit to myself that Zasha was right about Bellamy but they were..."I guess that we don't have many choices," I resigned myself to accept that help. "I just hope that he will keep his promise," 

"He will," They affirmed.

"And Sonya in that case?" I demanded, moving my hands to take a quick sip of the coffee going between my lips. "What are their thoughts on it?" 

"They just want to get over this and leave," Zasha responded in a better mood...Sonya was never bad against me...they even helped us many times in discreet ways...now, it was direct. "They're willing to help us but they will not give themselves up to the CIA or the MI6," They declared, mixed on this...

"And I presume that Bellamy's thinking the same," I suggested, knowing well that he will not be allowed to be taken away by the West, still thinking of those ideas...a nod from them confirming this..."When will that attack take place?" I demanded, mentioning that Nova-6 threat on the city. 

"I don't know but it could be tomorrow or any day, it will happen this week,"  They presumed.

"So, we need to act quick," I let out a breath away, now finding ourselves in a race against time to stop an attack that could happen at any moment. "I need to have a word with Park & Viktoria before we start to organize how we should proceed," I told them, moving to drink a large part of my coffee to finish it. 

"Have any ideas?" Zasha asked.

"That's what we'll try to get," I responded, finishing the coffee in the cup for good before I could see their face, a bit worried. "Don't worry...we'll get Dedov back..."

"Thank you...and your friend, Lazar?" They muttered, a quick thought about him in my head...we need to get him too...

"We will too," I presumed with a little nod before we both starts to walk away from our spot to go back inside..."I hope," I silently murmured on my side on our way back, making myself a promise to get Lazar back for good...for good...

When I got my feet back inside and while Zasha was moving away to get to Portnova, I went in the opposite direction, already starting to craft a plan inside my head as I was reaching Park to tell her about Dedov but also the imminent Nova-6 threat over Verdansk, surely prompting us to get to find a quick plan on what to do and how we should do it...my mind was also thinking at the same moments about Dedov...trying to not think that Lazar is doing the same thing as him...that's not something that would be good to know...

While we were trying to find a plan, working on it with Viktoria whose situation was quickly explained, Zasha & Portnova got to intercept a Perseus communication between their supposed HQ & one of their groups fighting into the port district, briefly mentioning Nova-6's name in that short message and to be prepared in the next few days but confirming that this threat was indeed real and going to happen soon...a plan was to be made quickly and it has to be done today or tomorrow...

"You're sure to trust him?" Viktoria was next to me as we establish a table in the middle of the warehouse with the map of Verdansk on it, talking about Bellamy's allegiance here after at least one hour of talking & eating a small lunch.

"We need him to know how to proceed," I told her, hands on the table before seeing everyone coming from different directions to get around the table, Park next to me along with Viktoria, Zasha & Portnova in front of us while Sonya & Bellamy were both in the opposite sides of the table. "Everyone," I gestured to them all. "As we all know now, Stitch is planning a Nova-6 attack on the city, it could be happening tomorrow or in the future days and you know that we can't allow it to happen," I started, everyone who has been put aware of the situation before. 

"It could be disastrous if one single Nova-6 barrel went to explode in the city, it will provoke the death of civilians but also every CIA & KGB soldiers disposed around town," Park continued, her right hand making a circle over the map. "We don't have the locations of where the gas attacks will begin but if we can't know every location, we got to know where they're going to lead it," She added, directly moving her eyes towards the only man capable of telling us what we need. "Bellamy, hope that you stay true to your words," 

"What do you think I am? I may be an asshole but I kept my promises," He swore with a smirk on his face as his eyes went to look forwards, towards Sonya before his face changed a little. "What? I'm right," He exclaimed.

"When was the last time you hold a promise?" Sonya demanded with a curious but surprised tone in their voice.

"Oh, damn you, Kuzmin!" Bellamy cursed.

"Hey, we don't have time for that shit!" Viktoria raised her voice towards the two, her right fist almost ready to slam it over the table before giving a very serious glare at Bellamy. "You, can you tell us where Perseus is hidden, please?" She gently asked him even if she could be throwing the table at his face if she could do.

"Okay," Bellamy sighed, leaning to have a look at the map before his left hand went over it and then tapped over a location north of the city. "There, Stitch is hiding at the Duga array radar," He revealed, making a circle around that location.

"That place?" Viktoria whispered, narrowing her eyes towards it. "Why Stitch would be hiding there? It's close to the fights,"

"Because that place is the only fucking one who has a functional radar around that town," Bellamy replied to her, removing his hand off the map. "The ones back at the military station were destroyed in the explosions your friend Adler did, a destroyed radar doesn't work well," He commented. 

"So first, Adler ain't our friend and here...no one's friend with him at all," I went to speak up, correcting him on that fact directly and to get to the fact that Stitch and his men were hiding at least 1 kilometers from us...the warehouse was at least 1 kilometer from the Duga array radar location..."Two...those Duga radars are powerful enough to send that type of signal...it should be the place," I added as a personal knowledge even if I don't remember how I got it...Duga's name was seeming familiar to me...

"Well..." Bellamy started to say, cutting himself to take a breath. "I don't know if you're aware of this but we're only seven against...a lot...I'm not sure that our little posse...will manage to stop the masked Stitch," He gave out a comment on this particular & half-true fact...a seven people army...not sure if it can work...not making a total assault on it.

"Because you think we'll attack the place like that?" I guessed and suddenly, I could feel the weight of everyone's eyes going over me.

"What do you mean here?" Viktoria demanded.

"If we do attack the radar like that, Stitch will transmit the attack order but I don't think that he will resist having a talk to us before," I presumed, thinking it as a way to get inside that base and attack it from the inside...if we make it so.

"That's crazy!" Sonya commented.

"Oh yeah, and how miss Grigoriev, you will get us in?" Bellamy scoffed at my serious face with a little laugh before I continued to look at him.

"I think you know the answer," I gave him, without saying it directly, my idea of sneaking our way inside that base. "You're getting us in," 

"Okay, I'm joining Sonya's comment here, you're crazy!" He then protested, Sonya's giving out widened eyes towards him, probably surprised by those words while the others were mixed on this but mostly going to agree by the look on their face.

"Well, you're a Perseus agent, Bellamy and you told me & Sonya that even if you know that Stitch wants you dead, he didn't order this directly," Zasha joined in into the discussion, giving that detail that's good to know. "So...yeah, you're the guy getting us in...all of us,"

"All of us?" Park repeated. "Zasha, you're wounded," She declared, gesturing at them and she was true, Zasha was having their right eye infected, obliged to cover it with an eyepatch.

"And? It's just my eye," They commented.

"Zed, you need to listen, you can't..."

"Yiri, I know what I'm doing, I'm coming," Zasha gently cut Portnova off, sounding determined to come to fight despite their state. "My brother is surely there and I swore...we swore to get him back home, it's been 3 years that we did that and I'm not breaking my promise," They argued, telling it higher to make sure everyone got their point before they put their hands on the table. "I just want my brother...that's why I'm coming," They added, raising their head at me who wasn't willing at first to take them in but now, it changed...

"Okay...you're in but you're staying with me," I gave in & allowed that to happen, taking that risk but still warning them of it.

"You're sure?" Park whispered next to me, giving a nod as a response.

"So...how do we proceed?" Viktoria questioned, getting on that point and here...I knew that we couldn't all be going inside that base, some of us should stay outside...with support.

"On the 7 of us...4 are going in...Bellamy taking that group inside," I answered, my left hand going over one of the roads leading to that radar base. "Two of us are staying outside...for support,"

"Support?" Viktoria's voice was low but enough to be heard, sounding curious about this. "You want to get the CIA in?" She guessed.

"And the KGB," I added, again, feeling those eyes back on me again. "The more the attack from the outside is strong, the more the panic will be higher into Perseus soldiers...an attack from one direction is too dangerous for the two...add the CIA & the KGB in it," 

"And it's a sure moment to get everyone," Park muttered, having crossed her arms. "I acknowledge that it's a risky plan for all of us but if we can stop Stitch and bring an end to them and that attack, we need to do it," She exclaimed in a clear voice, a bit of it measuring the risks we're taking. "It's a risk we're taking but it's worth it," She added.

"For now...we need to make the CIA & KGB understand each other," Portnova guessed, me & Park nodding at this. "It will take a day to have them shaking hands," 

"It will be enough to prepare us," I commented, removing my hands off the table to give a look to Viktoria, a bit unsure of that part.

"I mean...it's worth it as you said...but I don't want anyone from the CIA & KGB here,  we will send messages but no one here," She said, reminding us of that demand she did when we got here days ago...something we all agreed on. "Okay...I should get the first messages sent in a few minutes," She proposed herself, giving a look at every one of us before walking away to her radio post.

"You guys are crazier than me...wow," Bellamy commented towards us before he does the same by going away, soon followed by Sonya going in a different direction before Zasha & Portnova does too, leaving me alone with Park.

"Yiri...can we talk?" Park asked me.

"Later...I need to think," I politely refused, wanting to get my head clear after that plan-making moment...I wasn't in the mood of talking here even if it was Park.

"Okay," She whispered before her cold lips went to touch my left cheek in a slow pace before she got them off. "Later," She said with the same tone before walking away....leaving me fully alone...my eyes on that location...the Duga Array radar...Stitch's hideout...the final was coming...

We will stop him once & for all, him & his Nova-6 attack...for good...or die trying...

[guigz1-coldwar]

'Finding the freedom' : New chapter for "Redemption in a Spirit in a Cold War" is out !

"Finding the freedom"

"You're not trying to hold on for yourself but for her, Yirina....keep living and fight for her !"

Chapter Summary : Thanks to Sonya Kuzmin, Yirina & Park has managed to escape the place they were prisoner by the Perseus Collective but Yirina was wounded during the escape and she passed out soon after the duo arrived back at the CIA safehouse....and in fact, her chance for her freedom was only now....

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We did it....me....Park, thanks to Sonya's help....we succeeded into escaping the base that Perseus were using for their operations in Verdansk, giving us an chance to return back to the CIA safehouse we didn't see for almost 2 weeks but....I was unfortunately wounded during the escape...an bullet right into the left shoulder at an few centimeters from my heart that was shot by Freya herself to avoid me to get away. She wanted to keep me and I was going to die because of her, I was dying on the road and when I passed out in that safehouse, I was maybe thinking that I was done, that she killed me....

"Quick, we need support here !"

"We've got an wounded here, help !"

When I opened my eyes, knowing that I was still unconscious, I found myself back into the old safehouse in West-Berlin, dressed in the same clothes....with the same bullet wound at my shoulder despite not feeling it at all and the blood on the white shirt, appearing like out of nowhere in the middle of the main room near Adler's desk, still alone in that empty place, feeling it was an purgatory....mine.

At first, I started to wander around the place but in fact, I was awaiting for someone to come and it could have been Bell, Lazar, Park, anyone....anyone I could make an talk in my head to pass the time until my heart stopped or until they managed to save me out of here, this safehouse now like an waiting room, me as an patient waiting that death is coming to claim them, walking around to take an look at everything, to see how it was 3 years ago.

This was the only I could have done....waiting. I was passing through our old desks, seeing all the paperwork we did, all the files that we have decrypted, that I have decrypted, the numerous pictures inside the Dark Room, hanging around to dry up on the multiple links and seeing the dashboard, still full of intels we gathered : East-Berlin, Ukraine, Moscow and that was it but mainly, I was just waiting.

"She needs to be immediately healed, we can't lose her !"

"I know that, Sims, we don't want that to happen !"

"No one is wanting this, Woods, no fucking one !"

I was continuing to wait, longer, longer.....seems that time in my head and outside in the real world was working differently but it was seeming so long to wait. I couldn't continue to walk all over the safehouse, deciding to sit on the chair near Adler's old desk, my eyes drifting to look at every papers on it but this time, it wasn't no more about the mission, about Perseus but about me, files that were describing the brainwashing that happened to me, half of the papers looking burned.

It was surely representing the fact that the CIA tried to erase me from their records after Solovetsky but I was still here, just to suffer in my head, awaiting for my death or my recovery. I was just trying to hold on but nothing was helping me, sitting on this chair and holding in my hands Adler's sunglasses, not knowing how to feel to have them in my hands....in real life, back in that pocket.

"What are you awaiting for, Yirina ?" I didn't jump scared from hearing that voice in the room that broke the silence, recognizing my own voice....Bell...sounding normal.

"Either my death...." I started in an low voice, not looking around me to see where she was, my head down and my eyes on these sunglasses. "...or my freedom back into the living world." I finished, putting the sunglasses on the desk.

"Are you trying to say that you're losing hope ?" Bell demanded, using an tone that was looking between 2 things without exactly knowing what he could be. "Don't tell me that you lost hope !" She repeated, arriving in front of me on the other side of the desk and I raised my shoulders to her. "What does that mean ?"

"I don't know." I replied, troubled by everything around me. "What can I do now, Bell ?" I asked rhetorically, given the situation I was now. "I'm surely dying in the hands of everyone on the medical table in the middle of the USSR." I said, passing my right hand above my wound.

"And it's not because of it you have to...

"To lose hope ?" I cut her in an gentle way, starting to think that I was kinda accepting my fate right now. "You ain't the one to get shot."

"She didn't want to shot you, I think that it was only an warning shot." She proclaimed but that wasn't possible.

"If it was the case, she would have shot in the air." I stated, putting 2 of my fingers on the wound, trying to see if it was still bleeding.

"Sonya avoided her to maybe kill you but...." She then stopped her to grab an chair at another desk before coming back, having took Sims's old one to sit near me backwards. "Damnit, you can't be like that." She exclaimed, sitting on the chair.

"Yes but I'm lost, you know ?" I said, finally finding the courage to look at her, myself, in the eyes. "I want to live but all of this trauma I've been facing since I woke up, I don't know." I added, removing my hand off my wound, my two fingers with some blood on it. "More I look at myself, more I want to say that I'm better but each day, there's something that told me that how my old life was either good or shitty."

"Yirina, I'm just something that the CIA created, an piece of your life but....shit, I don't know." She expressed, sounding very painful to talk about this and seeing me like this, she was seeing herself because we're the same person. "I did existed for like what ? 3 weeks for real ? Maybe an month ?"

"I can't remember that well." I told her, having only relived an small part of the events of 1981 in my head. "That's my life in one sentence you just said : I can't remember an goddamn thing." I claimed, basically having resumed myself to that sentence.

"And each day, you're trying to find more about who we were." Bell told me, crossing her arms on the back of the chair, her head on them. "And you know well that you're not alone in this, you got Park, Zasha, Portnova and more." She continued as I was feeling tears in my eyes at hearing these names.

"Stop." I pleaded in an low voice to her.

"Stopping what ?" She asked me, worried and troubled on her face.

"Just...don't say those names, please." I snorted, passing my right hand below my eyes to clean up the tears, starting to cry for good. "It's making me sad." I cried, looking away from her in shame.

"No, it's not for making you sad and hopeless." Bell explained, hearing her getting up from her chair to get in my eyes sight. "Yirina, look at me." She ordered as I moved away my head again when she kneeled at where I was looking.

"No." I whispered.

"Yirina, look....at....me !" She ordered again, sounding also sad as me and pleading to make me look at her before I resigned myself. "Those names, you can't forget them." She alleged, putting her hands on my face to make sure that I would not look away. "They're loyal to you because they know how much you will do for them."

"Maybe." I muttered, taking an breath as the tears were still falling on my pale cheeks.

"Not maybe but entirely !" Bell corrected me, her hands going on top of mine on my lap. "You don't realize that if you die, they would never be able to get over it." She told me in an clear voice, slowly starting to think that death isn't an option.

"She's starting to lose more blood, Woods !"

"I fucking saw it, damnit !"

"Come on, Grigoriev, don't let us down !"

"I know that they're warriors, the best people I met." I admitted, smiling about thinking of Park, Zed, Portnova....all of my friends....

"Yes but...they're worried, they need to be protected." Bell proclaimed, getting her hands off me before sitting on Adler's desk, removing some burned-looking papers along the way. "And they need you !" She affirmed, pointing at me.

"Why it has to be me, Bell ?" I spoke up, deciding to go up from my seat and getting behind it, putting my hands on the back of it. "I know that I need them but..."

"Yes, you need them." She cut me out, avoiding me to speak further. "We both know how much you need to have them near you." She added, knowing the true of her words. "Each time Park isn't here near you, you're getting crazy."

"You're right." I whispered.

"Of course, I'm fucking right, Yirina." Bell raised her voice against me, feeling myself not in control of my own mind. "Right now, I'm trying to make sure that YOU...live on !"  She poked at me at my right shoulder where the blood weren't present, my head looking down at the chair, tears still on my face.

"Stop, don't be angry." I ordered in an low voice.

"I'm not angry but I'm trying to make sure that you understand." She exclaimed, using the same tone as before that was anger without been one actually.

"So, please, don't use that tone." I sniffed away, looking at Park's old desk and....I could see her at her seat, working with an headset. "Park." I started to walk in her direction but I was realizing that it was just an simple vision that couldn't speak or see me before he sadly fade away, like particles into thin air. "No..." I snorted before I fall on my knees, getting slowly weak and feeling that wound getting real to me.

"You can't accept your fate and die, you have to continue to fight for you, for Park and for your friends." Bell stepped in, getting in front of me and still up, offering her left gloveless hand. "Come on, take my hand." She suggested before I took it in mine, helping me to get up but the pain in my shoulder was still here.

"You know better than me, how ?" I questioned her as she was going back slowly towards Adler's desk but she wasn't responding directly, causing me to follow her, holding my left shoulder with my right hand.

"Because I'm your conscience, remember ?" She said, peaking her head towards before leaning back on the desk. "I'm making you do the right choices and to make you live."

"Right now, it's mostly surviving that I want to do." I quoted, walking to join Bell on the desk as she was looking deeply at the dashboard, precisely at the younger Perseus picture and next to me, there were Adler's sunglasses that I decided to take back in my hands. "I've got an bullet in me and I'm trying to hold on." I proclaimed, finding that I needed to live, not die but was I the one that could decide it ?

"Blood pressure is doing better but not good enough !"

"I'm just trying to remove that damn bullet of her, stop stressing me, Song !"

"Come on, we're going to do this and she's going to live !"

"That's good." Bell smiled at me before she was looking back at the same picture her eyes was now focused as me, I decided to....put on the sunglasses despite not loving it.

"Looking at this picture for this long is not going to help you with those files." I spoke, mimicking Adler but keeping my normal voice before I removed the glasses in shame of what I just did.

"See that you didn't lost your sense of humor." Bell scoffed, thinking that it was good for me to joke in the middle of the situation I'm facing. I'm dying but I'm joking... "It proves that you don't want to go." She stated, going up from the desk.

"By joking ?" She nodded at me, walking in front of the dashboard and facing me.

"It appease you, it's nice." She grinned at me as I was trying to reciprocate the move until I managed to do it for good, bringing an smile on my face.

"I just want to hold on." I told her, keeping the smile on me, sounding happy.

"That's all I wanted to hear, Yirina." She confided about the situation before I start to see her fading away in thin air like that vision of Park, starting by her legs. "You know that I'm still here."  She proclaimed before she was finally out of my sight, having disappeared in front of me, feeling saddened by that as I was now back alone in here.

"We're losing her, for fuck sake !"

"Park will kill everyone here if we lose her, understand ?"

"Okay, move for the defibrilator....clear !"

I didn't want to die anymore but I was still here in that safehouse, awaiting for me to recover back in the real world. Time were passing, minutes and it was getting long, prompting me to start to remake an walk inside the safehouse but now, each time I was walking near an desk, there were no more thing on them : no more files, no more personals effects....nothing...nothing...

The Dark Room was now sealed off, impossible to get inside like if the safehouse changed during my talk with Bell, feeling that it was like the last time I stepped in that place for real almost 2 months ago, the CIA having packed up everything to close the place down after it was raided by Stitch. This was maybe meaning that my time in that place in my head was coming at its end but I'm still here.

I did like....3 tours around but now, with nothing on the desks, nothing on the dashboard anymore, nothing to make me pass the time, I was now forced to await, going back to lean on Adler's desk, an blank stare towards the empty dashboard, the sunglasses still next to me until I remembered that I've got something else with me too : my mother's ring that Freya gave me back hours before my escape.

I took it out of the pocket it was along with the sunglasses, taking an better & closer look on it, seeing that it didn't change in three years...an simple ring with an diamond on it, it was maybe simple but it was meaning an lot for me, rekindling with an direct object of my past, something that belonged to my mother. My life was maybe going back together and this ring....it was showing it....

"Nice ring, Yirina." I heard footsteps coming towards me from behind and I smiled, just by recognizing the voice that just talked.

"Thanks, Laz'" I said, turning around to see him, dressed in the 'Burger Town' shirt he was always wearing in the first days 3 years ago when Bell was meeting everyone.

"See that Bell managed to make you live." He stated with an laugh, apparently knowing of the situation....we're in my head....."It's good that you're not giving up."

"I made an lot of promises." I whispered, still looking at the ring before putting it on my ring finger at my right hand. "You asked me to take care of Park, I will."

"I know and it's really good." He told me, walking to get next to me but avoiding to lean against Adler's desk.

"I....you had an diary before ?" I asked him as his presence was making me think about that fact : how the Perseus Collective managed to get their hands on his book ?

"Guy can't have any secret, these days." He replied with an grin, an bit enthusiatic. "You want to know what I write on it ?" He demanded obviously and I nodded but he shake his head. "I'm sorry but.....I'm only in your head."

"Yeah...I....fuck." I cursed, realizing that this Lazar was something that was in my head and he couldn't have all the answers I needed. "I always forgot that."

"Don't need to blame yourself." He expressed his gratitute, making an tap on my right shoulder as the pain of my wound was now gone again for good. "It's normal to feel these sort of things : I know that it's painful for an lot to not see me alive." He added, sadly removing the smile on my face to think about that day.

"No, don't talk about it." I demanded in an sad voice, looking at him clear and he nodded, knowing that the subject can't be talked now, not this close.

"To change the subject...." He started after an few seconds of silence, crossing his arms and still standing up. "I was thinking about that ring."

"What do you want to talk about it ?" I asked curious and showcasing it fully.

"An suggestion." He responded, smiling at me before looking at the direction of Park's old office. "What if you....asked for her hand ?"

"I....uhm....it is...."

"Yes, it's an good idea !" He guessed my words as I was in loss for it, putting his hand back on my shoulder. "You know that it's an chance for you to have an normal life, to have children and to live peacefully."  He exclaimed, wanting to make me believe more about an future where I could live normally.

"If it's an chance..." I whispered, seeing the ring at my finger. "I need to think about it." I confessed, needing an lot of reflection about that subject and with what happened, it will take time until I can talk about this to her..

"I know you will take an good choice." Lazar reassured me before like Bell, he slowly started to vanish into thin air but it was also the surroundings of the safehouse. "You will." He spoke up before him & the old safehouse disappeared, leaving into an black void.

I was now back alone into that strange place, with only Adler's sunglasses in my left hand & my mother's ring back into my right hand. The past....& the future. My burn mark & his sunglasses at my left, the ring and an intact hand meaning the future at my right but I couldn't let go the past because I still need an lot of answers for myself. I was still now awaiting for the moment I will open my eyes back into the real world.

"We need another charge of defibrilator, now !"

"I'm taking it....clear !"

My thoughts were mostly positive when I start to fall on my knees, exhausted by everything including my wound before I fall on my back, looking up at the endless void, an smile on my face as I was finally finding the freedom I needed after that escape from Perseus base, trying to see myself in the future, maybe married....having childrens but now I need to relax and close my eyes, the smile still present on my face when they closed....

This is how I'm feeling my freedom....I want to feel it !

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Epilogue for "Always for the greater cause..." is out!

Chapter Summary: The world came back to normal as the Perseus threat has been neutralized at Solovetsky but people changed during this fight...they will never be the same as before...

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"Hudson"

"Sir"

"Give me a report about the situation,"

"Perseus' threat has been neutralized a few hours ago at Solovetsky in the Barents Sea by the MI6, along with what we heard, the first Task Force, the Vanguard...maybe this part has been exaggerated by some of our spies but let's move on. Our agents are actually on-site to secure anything that could be useful for us and anything that couldn't fall into the MI6's hands, we doubt about finding anything after discovering the state of the monastery but at least, what we will find is secured,"

"What about the MI6 task force?"

"They left the island one hour before our first agents arrived, their mission was done. It was Agent Park who ordered the evacuation of the survivors, their losses were heavy because of Adler's bombings of the site."

"So, Adler was there...what happened to him?"

"His entire force has been decimated either by Perseus' men or by the bombings, he didn't survive either. Our agents found him beheaded on a cliffside along the body of Vikhor 'Stitch' Kuzmin, a bullet in the head, we don't know what happened but it seems the MI6 got rid of him before leaving. Perseus top agent Freya 'Wraith' Helvig was also found dead in the ruins, brutally stabbed multiple times in the chest and her throat sliced...their best agents died that day, it's good riddance,"

"What about Stitch's sibling? Sonya?"

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Cuba

Kapano "Naga" Vang

Ah...the nice horizon on the Cuban beaches...it was changing from the cold of Russia or that European climate who was pretty boring & unfit for me. It was no way that I was going back to Asia, it was bringing too much memories and I would have been attempted to start again to move drugs all around the world, could have make easy money from it and be with Sonya. No, this life was no more for me, I spent my life fighting, killing, dealing but I wasn't able to do what I really wanted...to have a peaceful life for once. Sonya chosed well for us to install ourselves in Cuba, the perfect climate, the beauty of the beaches...the silence...

"Hey, you!" My perfect thoughts got broken when I heard Sonya's voice from afar, I let them went to give the two of us a drink and when I turned around, they were facing a man serving the cocktails here at the bar...dammit. "I told you that I wanted it stirren, not shaken!" They said to the man I was letting out a sigh while going to join them and to calm them down before they do a mistake. "Who are you taking me for? An English spy?"

"I'm sorry, I'm very sorry!" The bartender was sounding so scared of them as he was trying to fix up what he did as I was arriving behind Sonya.

"Sonya, what's wrong?" I demanded to them.

'That idiot messed up our drinks," They pointed at the bartender who was already facing enough from them but it was looking like my presence was making it worse, the poor guy was shaking as hell. "How is it hard to mess up a simple cocktail?" They asked, looking at me.

"Hey, no needs to get angry about this," I told them, trying to settle off this situation before looking back at the bartender. "I'm very sorry, sir, we won't bother you any longer, we'll take our drinks later," I apologized for their behavior to him, hoping that he will stop shaking like this before I put my left arm behind Sonya's shoulder and start to take them away back to our seats.

"You should be angry too, Naga," They proclaimed and even if they were right, it was time to change our explosive attitude for relaxed ones.

"Let me be the one being angry, okay? We've been here for only a week and you almost threatened to kill everyone in this hotel," I reminded them as a scoff, hoping to make them see that we need to lay low for a long time and to let things pass. "So, let's stay low and profit of our new life," I suggested, a smile on my face about thi but them, they rolled their eyes around.

"It's boring," They commented as we got back to our beach seats and then, going away to sit back on theirs.

"You always find everything boring," I scoffed with a laugh, moving back on my seat and putting my sunglasses on. "Sonya, I love you, let's profit of our new life, shall we?" I proposed to them?

"At least, this isn't going to be boring," They thought and they cracked a little laugh too about this, putting their own sunglasses on their eyes and then, moving their right hand at me, making me move my left one to take it, both of us now going back into relaxing in our new life...even myself was laughing about this months ago to think of it..."No damn regrets, to hell with Perseus,"

"To hell with them, love," I assured them, finally moving over our old life, them as Stitch's sibling & me...as a warlord...

To hell with them, what I need is peace & Sonya for the rest of my life, nothing more...

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'We don't know but we don't think that Sonya Kuzmin is a direct threat to the West, knowing that Perseus is no more and even if they does, they would have no necessary means to continue their fight, they're a dead end, sir. They will be only a shadow of themselves even if they don't know it,"

"Good to know, I wouldn't want to waste ressources on them,"

"I understand, sir!"

"What about Perseus? Did we find him?"

"To what we got from our agents in Solovetsky, his survival is impossible to be honest. Every access out of the islands weren't controlled by Perseus and the monastery was attacked from all sides, we even think that Perseus is still on the island, we're looking for him but he might be dead as we speak, his forces are no longer, sir, believe me,"

"I believe you, Hudson...what about the team you led to track Perseus?"

"Well, Lawrence Sims is recovering from a head wound he received days ago and went back to his home along with his wife. Eleazar Azoulay...is another case, our behavior caused him to resign from the CIA and he went to help the MI6 at Solovetsky, he lost his right arm but survived, he returned to Langley at Katinka Goodman who is also planning to resign from us..."

"What a tragedy...continue,"

"Agent Helen Park took the lead when my men pulled out of the case officially and led the assault in Solovetsky, she has suffered of many wounds as what our spies told us and apparently, she has resigned too from the MI6 after coming back to London, she was last saw going to Australia..."

"With the woman who was codenamed 'Bell'?"

"Yes, sir!"

"What happened to the asset?"

"We discovered that she got brainwashed by Perseus to help them in their fight against us and they pratically succeed until she managed to discover the truth. It was Helen Park's team who find her and brought her back to West-Berlin where we interrogate her until she got the right answers for us. If I may, Riggs wasn't supposed to survive this mission...should we tie up our loose ends?"

"Riggs is not important anymore to us, she gave us what was important, her recovery & her state is no longer of our concern...talking about our loose ends..."

"Yes, sir?"

"Get rid of everything about this whole operation...Greenlight, our work against Perseus & Adler's existence,"

"Are you sure, sir?"

"The Soviets could use this at their advantage and about Adler, the president doesn't need to know that, it would be a disgrace, a whole political scandal if the world knows,"

"I understand, sir,"

"Get what needs to be done, Hudson...we're done here!"

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Jessica "Jess" Riggs

It's been now days that the battle was over...that Solovetsky was far away from me and that...I managed to recover from my wounds but some of the wounds weren't able to get healed up by the doctors when we left Russia...not those provoked by the battle & physical ones but those I've been having this since I discovered the truth when I was under Perseus' control, those were the ones that even the best doctors could find a way to remove & patch up. Those wounds are going to stay inside of me for a long time...or for always.

The more I was thinking about it, the more I was realizing that Stitch's words were actually true...revenge is like a phyrric victory. When I pulled the trigger to end his life, I thought that I will feel better to get my revenge, to avenge that part of myself getting controlled, tortured to do their dirty work but what I did...didn't gave me the hope of a better life after this, why would I even think about living a normal life now that I know what happened to me...knowing that my head was messed up to the fucking end...Letting Stitch live wasn't an option but killing him, even if I realized that it wasn't going to help was the only thing to do...this was the only way to stop him but this didn't help me...not sure if it will ever help me...the last person I killed and thought to be a release for me...it never was...

After a few days in a hospital in London, Park managed, as her final demands from the MI6 to let us leave the country and our destination was home...Australia. My father was able to come back earlier alive but hurt of that day along with the russian...Polina Petrova who I heard to be a lost love, something like it but what was important for me was to get back home in Australia and trying my best to forget about everything and move on...Even me, I know that only a part of these goals could be done...I can't forget. My home...it was a house a few kilometers from Sidney...even that, I couldn't remember right.

My return to my home, it was strange, thinking that I was entering a new life...as if I never really lived as Jessica Riggs but as Bell...Yirina Grigoriev...this was fake, I know it but my head, it's still pretty fucked up. Everyone, when I came back home, stepping inside the house since a long time, was trying to remind me of my past and even if it works a little, it wasn't helping me at the moment. I could see on their faces that they're seeing me differently, a new person...the person they knew was still inside of me but not sure it will ever come back. When we had dinner the first night we came back, we were all trying to do as if nothing happened but it wasn't the case. All of this, it made me cry when I left the table to retreat myself into my bedroom for the night...I can't forget it...

"Jess?" I heard a voice coming in the room as I was layed down over the sheets of my bed, looking away outside through the window, it was Park who was entering the room, her voice low & worried. "Are you okay?" She asked me but I didn't say a word to her, staying in my position on the bed. "Jess, you can talk to me, you know that," She reminded me as her footsteps were getting closer to the bed before I could feel her getting on it behind me.

"Did you feel anything when you did it?" I finally spoke up to her in a low & broken voice, my left hand holding my head against the pillow.

"Did...what?" She demanded.

"When you killed her...Wraith, you told me that you killed her, did you feel anything?" I clarified myself about this, I know that because she told me this after we left Solovetsky, I never had the chances to ask her directly but I don't know if the answer would help me...

"I thought at first...but now, I realized that no...I didn't feel anything but anger against what she did," She replied to me in a sure voice, feeling that she was looking up at the ceiling behind me. "She took away the only person I loved and try to manipulate her," She said, talking about me here...I realized days ago that her, was also the only person I loved too before and even now, even if something changed. "Now, she's dead along with the other Perseus members...Stitch...Adler...I don't know what to really feel that my brother's murderer is dead too...it's..."

"Not what we wanted, right?" I presumed.

"I wanted to face Adler, Stitch to make them know about everything they did...but I couldn't. Their actions won't be forgetten easily and..." She stopped herself before her hands wrapped themselves around my shoulders, now feeling her head behind my neck. "I lost everything over the years and now, the only thing I don't want to lose...is you," She affirmed and at this, more silent tears were to come down my eyes.

"Me too...I'm losing myself in my own head..." I whispered.

"We're here for you, Jess," Park told me as she slighty reinforce her hands around me, meaning her words to me and to this, I wanted to turn around and hug her for the support that her, my father & his friends is giving me to try to move over this, they're trying their best to save me but also to save themselves too...Right now, I was back home, my love with me & people trying to make me forget everything and to get me back to normal even if it was going to be hard to make it done...

At least, it will be for the greater good...

--------------------------------- Well, this is the end of the story of Jessica Riggs with this epilogue.

This story started in August 2021 as a what if Bell was brainwashed instead by the Perseus Collective and led to a reverse Cold War campaign where we followed the Perseus group trying to get their hands on Greenlight. This story was quite an experience to do since we were following the thoughts of multiple characters instead of one like in my main fic with Yirina Grigoriev, an experience that I liked to do.

I know that sometimes, this story got some flaws in terms of plot and where it was going to be honest. English is not my main language and I did found that sometimes, I'm feeling my writing to be very limited in terms of vocabulary but I'm progressing at the best I could. You all are the people who made me continue writing my COD stories and I was very glad to bring this interesting story to you all!

This is the end of this story, I hope that you liked it! I will find you soon on Yirina's main story (Redemption of a Spirit in a Cold War) and maybe, future stories.

Thank you all for your support!

GuiGZ1

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'Breaking' : New chapter for "Redemption in a Spirit in a Cold War" is out !

'Breaking'

"We both said that we were scared for the future and we realized that....our love was going to help to go through everything."

Chapter Summary : Yirina is filled with pain after her talk with Adler that ended into an fight and more she's staying captive, more she start to feel more broken...but she has to stay strong....

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Stitch was still for me an mysterious man despite the memories I had with him before and the voice he was taking each time there were an discussion showed how he was trying to put an scare into me and it did worked an little, feared by his presence and seeing him in his same clothes but when the talks were made, I was making him sure that it wasn' really working. Deeply inside of me, I know that I was hating Stitch long before everything and I still do, that was almost the only thing that me & Adler could really get along.

After his departure from my cell, it was better for me to get back to sleep and the only thing that I could do for hours was...to wait. He told me that my next test was going to happen in an day but nothing was there to help me pass the time, only looking deeply in each wall of my cell, struggling to not becoming crazy at each hour passed and to add to that, no one was coming here to make an talk or to make me move to do an test...no one was coming to talk....

It was mostly guards that were coming to bring me some things to eat & drink and that was it, they didn't wanted to talk to me and I was thinking the same thing. They were maybe knowing the story about me but I wasn't going to put an word out of my mouth to them. Time passed and finally, at the end of the day, the 6th of June, Stitch came in my cell...to tell me that my next step was reported to next day...meaning more waiting for me and more desperation to feel inside...only that.

The next day wasn't so much different except that all day, I was wondering what my 'next test' would be to be honest : was it going to be another talk with Adler ? were they going to confront me to someone of my real past ? I couldn't know and that was only intriguing me as the long hours passed until the door opened at, I presumed to be the moment of the test they are going to put me in.

"Are you ready for your next test, Bell ?" I looked up, sit on the edge of my bed to see Sonya themselves, standing up next to the door of my cell.

"I guess that I will not know until you're bring me to another place ?" I suggested, moving on the bed to put my back against the wall and they nodded to me.

"Stitch said that it's not necessary for you to know for the moment." They replied, joining their hands together.

"Stitch said an lot of things but he can't tell it to my face." I exclaimed, making an little laugh about it, watching Sonya carefully. "Why is he always sending someone else to do his work ?" I asked them clearly, my hands on my lap.

"Well, he said that....." They stopped themself, maybe realizing that they needed to change words to talk about their brother. "Stitch doesn't really want to create an bond with you because of things he told me." They added, looking outside the cell, it was just them here, not even Knight doing the 'taxi'

"He told you things that I never did." I said, still talking & sounding like Bell would do.

"He explained that you were the one to broke his arm." They spoke up, putting their hands behind them as in the inside, I was resisting the urge to make an smile on my face. "That...you were the 'Winter Soldier'." Instantly, the smile in the inside faded away by hearing those words.

"What is this name ? An joke ?" I scoffed around, faking to hate that name even if I was really hating it. "Who would call someone like that ?" I added.

"To be honest, I wouldn't never do that." They expressed, making an relieved breath.

"Why are you like that ?" I whispered almost loudly.

"Uhm ?" They muttered, looking back at me as they were having their eyes at the door.

"I said that I was wondering why you are like this with me ?" I repeated my question that was something we already talk about between us but I wanted to know again.

"Why are you asking ?" They asked me back, crossing their arms.

"The Sonya Kuzmin I met in that interrogation who was rude, agressive....." I stopped myself, taking an quick look at them like if I was scanning them. "Are they the same person right here, right now ?"

"It's not because I'm rude that I can't be gentle." They responded, taking an half-annoyed voice. "I have a soft side too, you know." They pointed above their chest, just at their heart level.

"I'm not doubting that, now." I exclaimed to them and my words seems to have touched them as they brough an little smile on their face. "Tell me, how did you & Wraith met ?" I demanded after an few seconds of silence.

"I don't know if I should tell you this." They breathed, taking an look at the camera at their left.

"Stitch did say that you shouldn't talk about things but if you want to open yourself, do it." I adviced them, remembering his words to them, 2 days ago.

"Aw shit." They muttered, looking down at their feets. "Me & her, we met when I first joined Perseus in 1980." They started, taking an deep breath before looking up at me. "I will not say that it was love at first sight but we did start to...be closer enough, she was looking deeply alone at that time." They continued as in me, I was rethinking about the last months of 1980....'deeply alone'....with me starting to dream away....

"You were like recomforting her." I chuckled and they nodded.

"Yeah but now since April, she's not looking the same, you see ?" I nodded to them, biting my upper lip as they were sounding an bit sad. "Distant, jump mood from time to time." They added.

"And you were always here." I whispered.

"It was looking that it wasn't really enough, like she wanted more than just me." They told me, seeing an tear on their face, coming out of their right eye. "She's looking deeply into you but each time I want to know, she's rebuffing me."

"It's no-sense." I rolled my eyes around the cell, faking to be disturbed by that thing. "It's something that has been disturbing me since the moments she kissed me."

"Wait, she kissed you ?" They were sounding stunned, curious to me, making me realize that I shouldn't have really talk about this...until I slowly nodded.

"I don't know why, must be because of the things about me, things that isn't real." I expressed, moving away from the bed to get up. "Guess they want me to tell them more in those test." I muttered as I handed over my hands, knowing the procedure to get out.

"Yes, they want that." They breathed before they took handcuffs in their hands. "Seems that you're ready now." They said after handcuffing me.

"Guess that I don't have any choices." I joked, gesturing with my handcuffed hands to them.

"Come on, let's get going." They ordered, going back before we walk outside my cell.

This time, it was just them that were going to escort me into the place that Stitch & Freya want me to pass their 'test' and by looking at it, it seems that I was getting in the same way to the room the first test happened with Adler, meaning that I was maybe going to talk with someone else or worst, Adler again. I asked an few times to Sonya but they wouldn't respond at all at my questions, guess I will have to found out to myself.

My doubts were confirmed when we arrived in front of the same door of that interrogation room where I fought with Adler but this time, no one was here to greet us, not even an guard. Sonya decided to handcuff me at this moment and even if I would try to do something, I couldn't do it, I don't know the place too much because I don't even know where are we and I don't know where is Park.

"Is she ready ?" I was surprised when I heard Stitch's voice coming in with Freya at his side, next to him.

"She is." Sonya replied to my place, still holding me at my shoulders in case of anything.

"Good, another talk will happen today, as you maybe thought about it." Freya told me in an clear voice, moving to get her hand on the door handle.

"Don't tell me that he's behind his door." I demanded, remembering them of that fight days ago.

"Well, we will see how she will react." Freya said in an neutral voice as she started to open that door to let me discover.....

"Park ?" I whispered very silently, making sure that no one was hearing me as I entered the room.

She was here...in front of me...sit on the same chair Adler used. In terms of clothes, she was also like me : only an simple shirt and the pants she used back in that mission. To say....we were both alike in terms of everything : almost broken in the inside, only wanting to escape. She was looking down at her boots before she slowly looked up to see me, arriving me in the room. It's been almost an week that I didn't see her.

"B-Be-Bell ?" She exclaimed as we both know that we had to play an act together now.

"My god, Park, you're okay ?" I asked, very worried, moving to get sit on the chair I used before.

"Yeah...Yeah, I'm trying to be okay." She replied, feeling the sadness in her voice as she put her arms on the table. "They didn't hurt you ?" She demanded and I shook my head.

"No...and you ?" I asked back.

"Same, they said that it wasn't going to be useful if they hurt us." She responded, moving my arms too on the table.

"They want us to believe in their stupid vision." I exclaimed, looking at the mirror in the room, knowing that the trio were behind it and Park was doing the same. "Did they talk with you ?"

"Only one was coming from time to time and it was that Sonya." She explained, looking back at me. "It seems that they weren't like that, that day."

"We all getting surprised by that in those days." I told her with an smile, winking at her, an gesture for us both to start an normal conversation despite the whole situation. "How do you feel ?"

"I was starting to think that I will never see you again." She answered, still an part of sadness in her voice as with her left hand, she was trying to reach my right one. "I'm like back in hell but not alone."

"I know." I snorted, passing my left hand below my nose. "We both been through hell, we know what it's like."

"Yeah, I never wanted to live that again." She muttered, tears falling out of her eyes as we finally reach both hands together.  "It's hard each day but there's still something that hold you to not doing the unthinkable." She smiled at me. "You're the person that hold me."

"Yes, me too." I smiled back at her, our eyes both looking at our joined hands. "Park, I'm afraid." I told her, my voice breaking down by saying these words. "I'm afraid to lose you, to....I don't want to die or having you or my friends hurt."

"I'm afraid too." She repeated with the same tone as me, both realizing that we were thinking of the same thing. "Remember that night in the New Orleans ?" She questioned me and I nodded.

"Yes." I breathed with an little grin.

"We both said that we were scared for the future and we realized that....our love was going to help to go through everything." She said, remembering the talk we add that night....I could remember that conversation...."I've been always thinking about this for an long, long time."

"I didn't want to lose you and you....only you understand my feelings in the MI6." I expressed my pain to her, mentioning my life to her in an few words. "You're the only person that I'm in love." I affirmed as an little smile was beginning to form on her lips, knowing that I was saying the truth to her...like I always did.

"Before, I was thinking at first who was this woman that is now in front of me and...." She stopped herself to take an deep breath. "I'm realizing that I've been in love with you since the start, since the moment I saw you in my life."

"He said that it was impossible but we showed him that he was wrong about us...about me." I told her, referring to Adler himself and she was knowing about who I was talking about. "I love you, Park, always has been." I admitted as we start to slowly got together, seeing tears in our both eyes before we could make an kiss....something that I've been missing since days....giving me some hope.

"I love you too." She whispered after we broke the kiss, forehead to forehead, our hand on each other's shoulders before we moved back at our seats as the door was getting opened.

"Time's up, the test is finished." I could hear Stitch's voice coming inside the room and I looked around to see the trio arriving...with Freya, looking almost angry....

"Okay, time to get you back to your cell." Sonya started as they moved to get next to me.

"No !" Freya suddenly spoke up loudly, stopping everyone in their moves. "The test isn't finished....not for me." She exclaimed, looking between me & Park.

"What it is about ?" I asked her in an curious voice.

"Shut up !" Freya slammed her fists on the table, scaring me at my highest point inside of me as everyone was confused here, even Stitch. "Attach her to the chair with her handcuffs, Sonya."  She ordered to them in an clear voice and Sonya was so scared that they complied in an second, attaching me to the chair armrests with two handcuffs.

"Wraith, what are you doing ?" Stitch demanded as even himself was curious.

"Tell me, Park." She ignored his question as her look was on Park herself, moving slowly towards her. "How long this has been going on ?" She questioned her before she decided to slap her in the face.

"Hey !" I protested, trying to move but Sonya put their hands on my shoulder, avoiding to move. "Don't touch her !" I ordered but that was useless.

"Answer me, bitch !" Freya put her hands on her neck, holding it and almost starting to strangle Park. "Answer or I'll make your scar bigger and deeper." She threatened, even taking out her own knife to show it.

"Wraith, if you touch her, I'll kill you myself !" I told her in an angry voice as Stitch had to move to help Sonya to hold me.

"You took her away from me." Freya snorted, sounding more sad than angry. "You broke her enough, you lied to her." She added as she decided to punch Park who wasn't responding at all to her.

"Fuck you." It was the only thing that did go out of Park's mouth, determined to not say anything.

"Answer !" Freya repeated loudly as she was going to move her knife next to Park's scar....

"Freya, stop !" I ordered, my voice getting to get more broken and hearing her name...make her stop in her moves. "Please...I'm begging you, don't hurt her." I continued, starting to feel more tears coming out of my eyes....I wasn't Bell anymore.

"What did you say ?" Freya asked in an low voice, turning around to face me.

"I want you...to stop....I know..." I stopped myself, my eyes filled with tears until I looked at her straight in the eyes. "I know since 3 years." I revealed, Park looking shocked, Freya getting the knife out of her hand that went limp as Sonya & Stitch was removing their hands from me.

"Yirina..." Park whispered in an low voice as the trio was realizing everything.

"You....you knew ?" Freya demanded and I slowly nodded, still crying out my whole pain.

"It's been 3 years that I know what happened to me." I said, trying to look away from her but I couldn't. "I know about everything." I added before looking down in shame of myself to have played an act.

"Sonya....Stitch...." Freya started to say, sounding shocked until her bones. "Get....get Park back to her cell, I'm taking Yirina to hers." She ordered in an almost broken voice as the two start to move to get Park up, she was looking sad to me, having seen break in the inside. "Get up !" Freya expressed as she was removing my handcuffs before she forced me to get back up to leave the room.

I was still crying when we left that room but this time, Freya wasn't wondering what just happened like before, she just realized....that I lied to her....that I was just playing an act the whole time. I was redoubting about that moment and it just happened here, right now and like I doubted it, I wasn't able to contain the tears inside of me...tears that was still on my face when we got back into my cell.

"Three years ?" Freya removed herself from me as she almost threw me away on the bed. "You know about everything this entire time ?"

"Yes." I breathed, slowly sitting on the bed, ashamed of myself. "They told me about it....days before they could stop Perseus to use Greenlight." I explained.

"And instead, you could have come back here." She snorted, tears on her eyes too.

"I couldn't, Freya !" I spoke up before looking down at my feets. "Adler left me for dead at Solovetsky, I spent 3 years in an fucking coma in Moscow." I pointed at my scar on my head to her, I was angry and crying. "And even, I wasn't going to come back."

"You...you were aware of it in those calls you made to me, each time we saw each other in real." She exclaimed, leaning herself back against the wall.

"It was breaking me in the inside each time." I put my hands on my laps, seeing them trembling. "You know why I wasn't telling the truth ?" I asked her. "I was afraid like I have as been."

"You could have come back to me." She repeated again, almost pleading me to do that.

"It wasn't an option for me, I hate myself for working with Perseus for years without opening my eyes." I affirmed to her, looking back at her, meaning the seriousness of my voice. "And...no, it wasn't an option." I said again.

"You betrayed what we were standing for, you betrayed his ideals, Yirina." She told me as I narrowed my eyes to her, wondering if she was really the good Freya that I knew before.

"You betrayed me !" I whispered in an very serious voice as I decided to get back to lay down on the bed, looking at the ceilling, thinking about the whole fucked up situation right now before looking back to her. "You stole things from me, I was like an sister to you and what did you do ?" I demanded as she looked down at her feets.....

"It was more important than Perseus but instead, you betrayed me !"

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'An way out' : New chapter for "Redemption in a Spirit in a Cold War" is out !

"An way out"

Chapter Summary : As the day is ending for Yirina and that she wasn't able to find an plan because of the situations she has faced, it was seemed lost....until someone decided to show her....an way out !....

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Seeing Sonya like this, been totally ignored by Freya about their feelings towards her, it was enough to make me realize that Freya changed an lot in years, that she was almost...mostly obsessed with me like if I was needed in her life to exist. I don't love her anymore but I'm still feeling that sister links in me. That's the only thing I have positively about her and unfortunately, it wasn't big enough today. She was acting only for me and it was making me bad about Sonya, about everything...it must stop before it goes too far, I need an plan.

After that little altercation where Freya gave me back my mother's ring, I was forced to follow her to get back to the same spot we used to sit in hidden sight today as she wanted me to think freely and for me, having to try to talk about my memories I've been thinking and I told her only memories that were talking about her or only the two of us. Sometimes bad, sometimes good, it is what she was feeling when I was talking of these memories, I didn't know if she was feeling regrets for the bad ones, I couldn't know about it.

We only left that spot when the evening came to eat something, going to an other hidden spot for that and like before, it was like before : wanting to know more about my memories but I was out of ideas, having told everything all day with her and that was almost bothering me when she was asking about something else other than me or her. She was pleading each time but still, I had to play an act of an woman who couldn't remember everything right. We then go back to her quarters, preparing to go to sleep for my first 'recovery test'.

"Freya." I called her out when we arrived in the room, her already removing her top along the way to get to the bed.

"Yes, love ?" She whispered, throwing the shirt aside and turning around to look at me, curious.

"These recovery tests...how are they going to work ?"  I asked her, staying near the front door of her room.

"Yiri, you don't need to worry about it, it's all going to go fine." She replied in an sure voice, knowing the lie behind it.

"Listen, I will not worry if you tell me what will happen." I objected, faking to know more about that situation even if I was not stupid and fully aware. "Just, tell me about everything and I will be better."

"I don't think that...."

"Freya, tell me now !" I cut her out, staying friendly to her, not wanting to raise my voice as I moved to face her.

"I....fine, I will tell you." She resigned her, taking my hands in hers as she sit on the edge of the bed with me along it. "We....I mean, Dedov.....he find an process to get your memories back rapidly & surely." She started, looking away from me, probably to hide the fact she was lying.

"How does it go ?" I demanded in an low voice.

"It's hard to say but we will give you injections." She stated, causing me to remove my hands from hers.

"Injections ? What for ?" I raised up my voice, going up from the bed in fear from that word, fainting to be scared of the subject. "Why would you give me injections ?" I added.

"It's to help you." She responded, hearing her to get up from the bed. "We're going to put you to sleep but like I said, it's an difficult & painful moment." She continued, approaching behind me at listening to her footsteps.

"Difficult & painful ? And it's used to help me ?" I muttered, shaking my head away.

"I didn't talk about the process but about me, Yiri." She corrected herself, making me to turn around to face her again. "It's hard to see you like that, having lost the most precious part of you." She said, putting her left hand on my cheeks, feeling her fingers on my skin. "Don't you see the work we're doing to save you ?"

"I don't know." I whispered, an tear coming out of my right eye...an tear that was quickly cleaned up by her hand. "It is all really necessary ? We can just let the time pass and my memories will come back like that." I proclaimed but she shook her head.

"No, we can't." She chuckled, not even removing her hand off me. "Stitch said that he want you to be useful."

"Stitch ? That hooded one-eyed guy ?" She nodded to my remark.

"I know at my part that you & him aren't real friends but he said that...." She then stopped herself in her words, making some good eyes to me. "Listen, better that we don't talk about this." She moved to make me an kiss on the cheek before withdrawing off me to go back to the bed. "Right now, you need to...." She was going to continue until knocks at the front door was heard, getting her attention.

"Do you want me to open ?" I asked her, gesturing to the door and she nodded, allowing me to walk back to the front door and opening it, discovering Sonya Kuzmin, looking an bit sad & apologizing on their face.

"Sonya, what do you want ?" Freya questioned first, seeing them from the bed.

"Uhm...I wanted to say that I'm sorry about earlier that day." They answered, hands behind the back and looking down at their feets. "I did overreact an little to you."

"You almost raised your hands on me, Sonya." Freya spoke up, going up again from the bed. "Now, get lost." She ordered in an clear voice, gesturing to me to close the door like that.

"Wait, I need something from your room....something that's belongs to me." Sonya stopped the door, putting their hands on it as I intentionally started to close it slowly.

"And what exactly ?" Freya was sounding annoyed, looking at her rolling eyes.

"An little box that was under your bed, I believe." They told her, pointing at the bed. "An box with pictures of me." They explained, pleading to have it back according to their voice.

"Alright, just don't move." Freya complied, kneeling to search under the bed and as I was watching Freya in her moves, I was suddenly tapped on my shoulder by Sonya, causing me to turn around and to see them with an note in their hands, saying 'Find me in the restrooms at midnight, trust me !'.

"Trust me." They whispered in an very low voice before moving the note away as Freya was coming back with an little brown box in her hands.

"Here's your little box." Freya mumbled, putting the box in their hands before moving back to the bed. "Now, like I said, get lost." She repeated her order, causing me to close the door slowly again.

"Be there." Sonya told me silently before the door was completely closed, making me curious about their intentions....what do they want ?....

"Come on, Yirina, let's go to sleep." Freya suggested, tapping over the place I use on the bed as she was already under the blankets and I complied, moving to get to the bed, closing the lights before 'sleeping'....

I couldn't sleeping because I wasn't able to find an good plan to escape all day, the spots I was weren't so useful to help me got an better sight on the layout of the base and on any escape points but also now because of that little note that Sonya showed to me, asking me to join them in the restrooms of the buildings at midnight and it was seeming interesting but also dangerous. Could it be an trap against me ? Or could Sonya help me as they know that I wasn't lying to them ?

We were at 9PM and waiting 3 hours on that bed while getting hold by Freya around my chest wasn't so pleasant. Struggling to not close my eyes any second was like an exploit and I was able to hold on....for 3 long hours. When the time came at midnight, I started to got up from the bed, managing to remove Freya's arms around me and putting on the shoes I've been using for days, ready to go see Sonya.

"Where are you going ?" Freya said, her voice low as I could see narrow her eyes as I was putting my boots on.

"Don't worry, I need to go to the restroom." I replied, trying to reassure her at the best I could do. "I will not be too long." I claimed, moving back next to her.

"Don't be too long." She whispered as I acted to pull out an kiss on her forehead.

"I will come back very quick." I affirmed again after that kiss, seeing an smile on her face until I fully got up and leaves the room, going into the restroom direction that was just an floor below.

I didn't cross paths with any guards during my way down and that place was very silent, maybe thinking that Perseus was believing that none of his enemies could actually infiltrate this place. I put that thought away, reconcentrating myself to go meet with Sonya in that restroom and when I entered it, I had to verify that they weren't hidden in the toilets by checking under every door until I stopped myself near the multiple sinks and then, hearing the room door getting opened.

"Are you there ?" I asked in an curious tone as I wasn't in sight of the door, staying near the sinks.

"Of course, it's me." It was Sonya's voice that answered to me, arriving in front of me with an backpack in their hands. "You have to be this loud, it could have been anyone except me." They said, sounding annoyed that I almost blew up everything.

"I'm sorry." I apologized, joining my hands together.

"Don't need to be." They muttered, putting the backpack on the ground and moving to lock the front door of the restroom. "Listen, you maybe wondering why I asked you here ?"

"Honestly no but I have some ideas in my head." I answered honestly to them as they were coming back to the backpack.

"I know that it must be strange for you but...somehow, I knew that you were acting when you stepped in during that moment with Freya." They started, my eyes going wide at hearing this, stunned that they were able to see through me.

"How ?" I breathed.

"Even after what happened to you, what they're trying to do, I knew that you were acting." They repeated, sure of themselves on that and by these words, my acting wasn't needed anymore.

"So....what are we doing here exactly ?" I demanded in an serious tone.

"I wanted to see you to share some details." They replied, taking out some files from the backpack and putting them . "I'm going to help you and the british...well, Park...to escape." They revealed to me, surprising me at my highest point, my jaw dropping from that fact.

"Uh....that's...why ?" I murmured, leaning against the sink behind me

"Because I realized that you don't deserve all of this." They responded, stopping in their moves and putting their hands on the sink next to the one I was leaned on. "When you told me that our talks weren't fake, I had an change of heart." They added, looking at me with saddened eyes. "I won't defect but I will help you."

"You don't have to do this, you know ?" I said, still surprised by their gesture.

"I know but there's no other choices for me, I can't let you & Park suffer that fate." They told me, taking their hands on one of the file they put out. "That's why you need to escape tonight." They handed me the file and I could discover that it was an report on Park's situation.

"Extensive brainwashing needed, awaiting for transfert." I muttered the notes that was marked on the file. "They're going to move her away ?" They nodded to me sadly.

"I'm not for this shit, it's sick." They exclaimed, talking about the brainwashing. "They said that the normal way of brainwashing weren't going to work because of her loyalties so they're getting her away deeper in the USSR." They revealed as I snorted in sadness to see the shitty situation we were now.

"And...and what about Dedov ?" I asked them, maybe thinking that they know about the links I had with him before.

"Stitch...he was curious and he had him left the base earlier this night." They announced, realizing that my attempt to make Dedov doubt his life wasn't so discreet to Stitch's ears for me. "He told me that since you were knowing Dedov before and he, Dedov, was having doubts, he moved him away to follow Park's procedure."

"That's means that Stitch & Freya is staying here to brainwash me while Dedov will be going away to make some extensive brainwashing on Park ?" I suggested, holding the file in my hands before giving it back to them. "We have to do something."

"I know and that's why I'm helping you." They affirmed again, putting the file in the backpack until taking out an gun from it.

"I think that it's belongs to you." They proclaimed, handing me an M1911....my own M1911 that I took in hands....it didn't change. "I don't know why but Freya insisted that your M1911 was kept for you, she said that you were having this gun before."

"Really ?" I whispered, checking out the M1911, surprised to see it back in my hands before taking it with me.

"Yes but....I found also something else in my brother's office." They told me and then, I could see an sort of diary in their hands.

"What's this ?" I demanded when they handed me the book in my hands and when I opened the first page to check it out, I was....shocked to see....who was the person that wrote in it....Eleazar....Azoulay. "Lazar ?" I was trembling by seeing his name on that book but what does it means ?

"There were an description on it : it was stolen along with some CIA files about your brainwashing, it said to have been recovered in an complex in Cuba by the CIA 3 years ago if I remember." They explained to me and I nodded, meaning that I was already aware of what happened that day 3 years ago

"It belonged to an friend." I revealed, holding the book in my hands until Sonya put their hands on the backpack to give it to me.

"I know that it's maybe hard for you to see it but you need it more than us." They proclaimed as I put the book gently in the bag and then, took it behind me. "Listen, at this moment, there's some doctors doing some drugging to Park at the same room they experimented on you." They told me, peaking their head to see if no one was trying to enter the room. "Follow me and we'll save her."

"I'm following you, Sonya." I nodded to them fully as they started to walk to reopen the door.

I couldn't believe that Sonya was the one that was going to help me to get out of this hell but....they're an good person despite everything, the only good person in this base along with Dedov and the fact they, somehow, managed to get their hands on an diary that was to Lazar....it bring an tear to my eyes....this...I wanted to thanks them an hundred times but this wasn't the tome.

They were opening the lead, stopping at each hallway we were going to engage ourselves and by luck, the hallways of the building were all empty as explained by them that Stitch had almost all the men getting involved in his operations in Verdansk, giving us both an chance to move freely around the building to get to the other one where Park was keeping for drugs tests, encountering no Perseus soldiers on the way to the room she was hold.

"Okay, ready to play an act again ?" Sonya demanded in an serious voice as we were arriving near the medical room, stopping near the door of it.

"What do you want me to do ?" I asked them, my M1911 in hands as I could do anything to save Park from Perseus's hands.

"Make them believe that you got me in hostage, I will try to help if it goes wrong." They replied, standing still, causing me to take them as an 'human shield'...ready to play an act. "Stay true to your role and be threatening." They adviced, knowing that I have to be rude and ruthless in that room.

"I'm not going to be gently but okay." I thanked for the advice, preparing myself before opening slowly the door of the room, holding Sonya at gunpoint with my M1911 with safety on. When we entered, we could see Park on that stretcher, half-unconscious as two doctors were making tests. "Put your hands up and free her !" I ordered, stepping in the moment, carefully closing the door behind me violently to get their attention.

"What ? How ?" One of the doctors chuckled, seeing me holding one of their owns with my pistol.

"You're deaf ? Free her or I'll blow their head off." I spoke up, getting my M1911 right on Sonya's head as an act, walking slowly towards the doctors.

"Do what she said, for fuck sake !" Sonya pleaded in an almost scared voice, causing one of the doctor to comply while the second that didn't talk, wasn't moving, near an little trolley.

As the first doctor was removing Park's links to get her free and me watching him, the second doctor decided to act, pushing with his feets the trolley towards me & Sonya. I reacted quickly by throwing Sonya away to the direction we came in to stop the trolley before it hit me violently. On it, there were some scalpels and as my M1911 wasn't silenced and that it couldn bring too attention on us, I took the choice to take one of the scalpel in my hand to throw it like that at the second doctor.

It hit him right in the left eye, causing him to fall on his back, seemingly killing him but then, the first doctor that was removing Park's links also acted by throwing him on me, losing my M1911 in the process and finding himself on top of me, starting to strangle me with his hands at my neck, trying to reach my gun that wasn't afar from my right hand until he put his hand on my arm to avoid me to move.

"Clear !" I heard Sonya almost shout in the room until suddenly, I saw them arriving behind the first doctor with an defibrilator in hands and then, shocked him to death by activating it right between his head in an second. "Bastard !" They spit on him after he was away from me as I got up, catching back my breath.

"Thanks." I said in an low voice, grabbing back my pistol before moving to get to Park.

"No need to." Sonya stated, walking with me to remove the rest of the links that was holding Park on that stretcher.

"Yiri..." Park's voice was audible to me, sounding very low and drugged.

"Park, I'm here, we're getting out of here." I reassured her as we were finished with the links before I hugged her, so happy to find her again after all these times despite that she wasn't so reactive because of her state. "Thank you, Sonya."

"I did what needs to be done, Yirina." Sonya affirmed to me, offering their hands to me. "You & her....I'm not the best on this subject but you're really made for each other." They said as we both shook hands, bringing an smile on my face before I move to hold Park's body in my arms.

"And now ?" I questioned them as they were the one with the plan.

"There's an car in an hangar that you can use." They replied as they took my M1911, knowing that I can't use it while holding Park. "Once we got here, you drove away without looking back from this base and back to your friends."

"And you ?" I whispered but they shook their head.

"I'll be fine, let's go." They ordered, moving back to the door as I start to follow her slowly.

It was true....we were getting out of this hell and it was Sonya that was doing this....you will have your help from the inside....Bell's words to me in those dreams....it was meaning my inside fight but also Sonya's help for us. They were now an friend to me. They were still leading the way to get outside of the building, still cautious of any potentials guards that we can badly cross paths with but that wasn't the case.

We got out of the building and we moved away to get to the place that they talked about to me : an hangar where they prepared an vehicle for us at the other side of the base...of the airstrip but thankfully, there were almost no soldiers around to stop us and when we arrived in that hanger, discovering the military jeep in it, our escape car, I was already feeling the freedom, knowing that me & Park were escaping thanks to Sonya.

"Don't worry, Park, we're leaving." I recomforted Park as I was installing her on the front passenger seat of the jeep.

"Here's the keys." Sonya said, giving me the jeep's keys after I was done with Park, quickly moving to get on the driver seat. "Once you start the engine, drive at full speed through the portal base and be fast." They adviced me as I was getting on my seat.

"I know you said that I don't need to worry but...what if they knew about you ?" I demanded, worried about what could happen to them if their role were discovered in that escape.

"We'll see but I hope for the best." They responded, raising their shoulders, unsure about it. "I don't think that they can accuse me of anything." They scoffed with an grin that I could reciprocate for once.

"Of course, you're an good person, Sonya." I admitted with the smile I had.

"Oh, fuck off." They told me in an funny tone, making me laugh about it. "I'm not used to have that but...thanks, anyway." They added, going away from the car as I was starting the jeep's engine, getting it work until.....

"Don't fucking move !" I heard someone shouted in front of the jeep, passing through an open door.....it was Freya, full dressed in military clothes and holding an pistol towards me.

"What the fuck are you doing here ?" Sonya spoke up, raising their hands as I was frozed in place, my hands still on the keys, trying to move them slowly towards the steering wheel.

"I start to think that she was very long to go to the toilets so I decided to check up." Freya replied, angered about the situation....not this close...."You....you played your stupid act again, Yirina ?" She demanded and I sadly nodded.

"You gave me no choices !" I stated, also angry about her. "You became obsessed by having me back, even forgetting that Sonya was loving you for real." I defended, giving my thoughts as Sonya looked at me, surprised.

"And you ? You became too obsessed with the woman that did fucked up your life ?" She attacked me back on the subject, not paying attention to Sonya.

"Maybe but you....you tried to brainwash me too....the person that was your sister." I exclaimed, managing to get my hands on the steering wheel. "You stole my mother's ring in that airstrip and you also gave me Adler's sunglasses." I added, wondering why I talked about those glasses, still in my pants pocket along with my ring.

"Come on, Freya, put the gun down and let them go." Sonya ordered, wanting to defuse the situation and to put some goods senses in Freya.

"You betrayed me and you expect me to let you go ?" Freya protested, still pointing her gun to me & Park, still half-unconscious.

"Park....we will do this..." I whispered in an very low voice, putting my right hand on her left arm, taking the occasion to make the car ready to go backwards with the gear box.

"Freya, trust me, it's for your good, put your gun down." Sonya spoke up, still moving towards Freya who wasn't moving at all.

"Stop the car and get out !" Freya ordered in an enraged tone, seeing the darkness in her eyes. "You're belonging to me, Yirina....to me !" She exclaimed loudly. "You're my property, he told me that." She added, feeling so offusqued by the words she was using to describe me, giving no choices that I couldn't back down.

"I'm taking my choices, Freya !" I expressed my thoughts to her before closing my eyes and taking an deep breath. "I'm doing this for me and for Park."  I affirmed before opening my eyes....starting to drive away as my move caused Freya to shot 2 bullets in our direction before Sonya jumped on her to stop her.

I couldn't look back as Sonya told me. I was now focused on getting us away from here, looking behind us to make an drift to drive forwards to the portal of the base as the alarm was getting rang at the moment I could use the accelerator to drive at full speed. I passed through the few soldiers that were trying to do something before I managed to smash the little fence that was serving as an portal, feeling the real freedom after passing through it.

We were now free as I was now driving at full speed away from the base we were kept, going south as Freya unadvertantly gave me the place we were earlier that day and remembering the CIA hideout from an few kilometers from Verdansk....ready to be angry about Hudson giving us up to Perseus when we will arrive but as I was engaging myself on the freeway and arriving near the airport, still at full speed, I realized in horror only now that the windshield was having an bullet hole in it....discovering at the same time that I was wounded at my left shoulder.

"Shit..." I whispered, seeing the blood on my shirt, having not been able to feel the gunshot because of the excitment I had when leaving this base, causing me to press the accelerator like never before.

"You...you're wounded." I could hear Park's voice slowly panicking in an low tone.

"I'm okay, Park." I insisted despite starting to feel weird, knowing that I could pass out at any moment from now. "Don't look...I'm alright." I said, keeping my eyes on the road as I was turning around to drive on the same road that we took to arrive in Verdansk.

"Yirina...you...you...you saved me." Park told me, looking to keep it up.

"I told you that we will escape." I snorted, sounding sad as tears were coming out of my eyes, thinking about the whole situation but starting to cry because I could die of that gunshot...I was struggling to not die in front of her.

"No....don't cry, we made it." She adviced me, trying to recomfort me but I couldn't....no...I couldn't.

"Yes but I'm dying." I chuckled, trying to clean up the tears on my wound but only putting some blood of my wound on it. "I'm trying my best." I added.

"Like you always do." She smiled before she closed her eyes....falling back unconscious.

"Park, stay...stay with me." I ordered, panicked, taking an second to take her pulse at her neck, she was still alive but the drugs must have knocked her out again...."Shit....Park, stay strong !" I continued, still panicking as I was refocused back on driving the jeep to our destination.

It took me....more than 5 minutes to arrive at the CIA hideout, remembering it quickly in my hands and....I was still panicked when I stopped the car, seeing Park unconscious and since that nobody was coming out, I moved with my wound to get Park out of the car, holding with the rest of the strengh remaining that I got in me that was focused on keeping me alive. I was holding her....to save her.

"Help !" I shouted, opening the front door of the safehouse with my right feet violently and then, I could discover inside....Woods...Sims....& Song...all talking together....

"My god....Yirina ?" Woods was the first to spoke up, shocked to see me here, holding Park.

"Grigoriev ?" Song followed up.

"Help us....help her !" I shouted to them, causing them to move quickly towards us. "Get her quick....heal her quick !" I ordered in an clear and loud voice to them.

"I'm taking her !" Sims said, opening his arms to take Park off me, to bring her to the medical room to get her well....to save her....as Woods & Song were getting next to me.

"What happened, Yirina ?" Woods demanded, checking up my state and seeing my wound.

"Woods, she's wounded !" Song stated, moving her hands to hold me too but like that, I refused her help.

"I know but.....where is this fucking traitor ?" I yelled, all angry and forgetting that my wound was more important than to beat the shit out of Hudson.

"Who is fuck is yelli-...." I was surprised when I saw Hudson arriving inside the room in the direction that Sims took with Park and he stopped himself when our eyes met, feeling the whole rage inside of me going up.

"You sold us up to Perseus !" I started, getting Woods & Song hands off me before starting to walk slowly towards him, clenching my left fist and my right hand above my wound "You sold...." I wanted to say until....I couldn't move, having no more strenght to hold on, feeling myself going away....before I fall back hardly on the ground, on my back.

My vision was getting blurred, my whole body wasn't responding anymore at the moves I was thinking about as I could see Woods & Song coming towards me, the light of the ceilling slowly blinding me before I closed my eyes, thinking it was maybe the end of everything for me....feeling that Freya shot me because I was 'her property'.....that I was maybe lost for good....that I lost what I want to keep with me....

We escaped this hell....but at what cost ?

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'Hope': New chapter for "Always for the greater cause..." is out!

Chapter Summary: Jess tried her best to leave but she ended up facing the man who changed her into a tragic issue...but hope isn't going to be lost for some...

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6th March 1981, 04H00

Vikhor "Stitch" Kuzmin, Ex-KGB, Perseus

In a plane above the Barent Sea, Soviet Union

That operation in Ukraine was a disaster for me...for Perseus. Not only we didn't find anything about the Greenlight project & what was Adler planning in Russia but I had to terminate our tool, our loose end after realizing that our answer was never in her head. We caught Bell at the worst time at that airfield & because of it, we spend a lot of resources for our mission...and all for what? To say that she didn't know where Adler was? It was enough for me...Bell needed to die...

We were now moving back to Solovetsky to think about the next moves we could do to achieve our objectives and now, all of our team was dispersed: Bellamy is staying in East-Berlin until I ordered him to be useful again, Knight has been disposed of after his girlfriend talked to Adler and Bell...tied up and killed in Ukraine. Wraith was the only one remaining in the group that was having my trust despite that we saw things differently...

"We need to talk, Stitch," I was thinking away about our plans when I heard Wraith's voice next to me, she was standing next to me ad knowing that she wouldn't leave easily, I pointed her to the seat in front of me.

"What do you want?" I asked

"You said that Bell was going to stay alive and she isn't here," She told me directly, charging straight inside the obvious subject. "You promised that Bell..."

"I never promised such thing, Wraith," I cut her in her words with a sign of my hand. "Bell was to be dealt with soon or later," I reminded her of that case but she was unconvinced. "Listen, Bell was like a bomb, she could have exploded at any time,"

"We were controlling her, I was!" She protested almost raising her voice in the place.

"Not anymore," I chuckled. "With Naga who disappeared with Sonya and without any means to have our doses, we lost our control at the moment we left the US," I told her, having known for sure that what Wraith did as she told us in that HQ that Bell was out of control.

"Even with that, she will have to know the truth,""And we could have helped her in her new life," She declared, staying in her ideas that Bell became one of us."She would have been distributed of everyone...will she love someone who did horrible things at her? Would she work with those who changed her mind?" I asked Wraith about this and as I thought, no responses came to me. "What I did was for our cause, she was dangerous," I proclaimed, Wraith looking down away from me, a bit saddened.

"Did she suffer?" She demanded in a low voice.

"It went fast...a bullet to the head and I was away," I replied, no remorse of having done this as Wraith put her hands on her face. "It was that or she would kill us all,"

"You don't know that," She whispered.

"Bell couldn't live anymore, we both know that she was dangerous, uncontrollable...saving her couldn't be a viable option, Wraith," I declared again, this time, using a clear & real voice to her. "You're one of my best loyal agents, you did your work good with her...for the cause," I continued, trying to persuade her of the good parts of her actions. "You make me see that you're the best around here, I can help you into your matters," I added.

"I can't forgive Bell and her actions for us, you know that?" She told me, letting out a little sigh."She did her part but she wasn't one of us," I said, Wraith biting her lips at this, finding hard to believe. "Maybe you can't forget her but...I can help you with the case of Helen Park," That name got the expected effect I wanted to see when Wraith's face showed signs of anger, adding to it a clenching fist. "You want to kill her for messing with Bell's head before?"

"Yes, she isn't very loyal," She replied to me before she leaned her head at me. "I want to see London burn...and that cunt's neck wide opened by me," She demanded, and knowing that to gain Wraith's trust back, I had to do one thing.

"You will, Wraith, for our cause," I agreed to this, giving her a nod to those demands and I could see her getting relieved by this...what I expected from her...

"Now, let's talk about our problem with Adler, shall we?" ---------------------------

6th March 1981, 05H01

Eleazar "Lazar" Azoulay, CIA

Inside the Duga Array Radar site, Ukraine

I didn't think to be honest that after that incident at Langely, we would have come back to the others in Moscow waiting for us but as soon that we heard some words that Perseus was planning an attack on a place hidden in the Ukrainian countryside, we jumped straight in the occasion to stop what they're doing and at the same time, try to find what was this place all about...it's looking more abandoned than used and it's still occupied by some military troops.

If I & Park were the ones to learn that news, we managed to give a call to the others in Moscow to give us a hand: Sims, Mason & Woods. Our operation to infiltrate ourselves inside the KGB needed to wait if that pleases Hudson or not. Unfortunately, we sort of arrived too late here, right after the few Perseus soldiers we crossed were starting to flee the sector, and only one hour after we secured the place, it was time to get a look inside.

"Mason, Woods & Sims, take some guys with you, you're sweeping the forest for anything," Park was the one to give away our orders, being the leader of the group when Hudson isn't around. "We got at least one hour before the Soviets come back to this place," She announced, the three already going on their path away from us as Park looked at me. "Laz', with me inside,"

"Roger," I complied with a nod before we start walking inside the building, passing next to the soldiers keeping an eye around, and checking the few bodies that we didn't look at yet. "I wonder why Perseus had interests in this place," I thought.

."Said to be a base used by Adler's men," She said, entering inside a deteriorated hallway with furniture and chairs all around the place. "If they came here, they're looking for something,"

"Greenlight?" I suggested.

"Possibly," She shrugged, keeping his face in front of her while I was following her behind as if she knew where to go.

"Maybe for Adler?" I gave another suggestion, getting up on the bad-looking stairs with her.

"Maybe," She whispered to me in a low voice, slightly turning her head around as we stepped on the first floor before continuing to get up. "They could be here for anything, so I don't know yet," She added, sounding a bit annoyed by my suggestions, and just by that sound, I kept my mouth shut as seeing Park like that was sad but also the thing that people don't want to see. I stayed silent until we reached a forced open door.

"Someone's inside," Park told me as we approach the door, and then, we could get a sight of the room we saw.

"Two dead bodies," I said, seeing in front of me the dead body of a scientist at the end of the room while there was another body laying down in the middle of the room.

"Check the scientist, I'll take this one," I demanded and Park slightly nodded as we went to check the bodies. I approached the body to discover a man in heavy armor with a big white painted Perseus insignia on his torso.

"Shit, he didn't see that coming," I muttered, discovering a bullet hole on the right side of his head before I moved my hands towards the few pockets the man had. "Roman Gray...wasn't he a guy working with the MI6?" I asked Park.

"Yes," She replied before she turned her head around to look at me. "It's him?"

"Yeah, a bullet got him in the head," I responded, showing her the bullet hole on his head. "What about the scientist?" I demanded.

"Two bullets in the heart," She announced before she moves her hands in front of the man's face to close his eyes, and then, she went back on her feet. "I'm going to check that desk, join me once you're done with him," She told me, pointing at the desk behind me as she goes for it.

"Good," I nodded, going back to see the dead man...Roman Gray...seeing how he died, he wasn't looking to his killer as if he was doing something else, and honestly, that scientist couldn't be the one who shot him. Maybe he was talking at someone and got shot in the head by a third person...that was strange, two bodies in the room...nothing more than the guy's name...a former MI6 agent as Park confirmed...I then closed his eyes too with my left hand for some respect...

"Son of a..." I then heard Park almost shout before a big noise came out. I turned around to see her standing in front of the desk, her left hand holding a file while her right hand was above the desk, having slammed her fist against it. "That fucking cunt!" She said, very angry..

"Woah, Woah, what's happening, Park?" I quickly moved up to join, worried about what she was doing, her eyes looking down to a little pile of files as she handed me over the file she had in her left hand.

"Adler got aware that we're looking for him...he got the names of everyone in the team: you, me, Mason, Woods, Sims, Katinka & Liliya," She revealed to me in a low voice as I went to open the file, discovering that it was a file describing Park's life entirely with a red mention 'ADLER'S TARGET, PROCEED WITH CAUTION'.

"Fuck, how?" I questioned her but she didn't say anything as she gave me another file.

"Even Jess," She said to me, who directly reacted by taking the file in my hand to discover the same thing in Park's file...Our Riggs, our Jess saw as a target by Adler. Park then moved her both hands on the desk, looking sad...she can't control herself when Jess's name is in her sight. "He probably killed her, I swear if I found him,"

"We don't know yet, Park," I told her.

"That day, she went alone to that airfield because she didn't want me to be in danger with Adler," She proclaimed, closing her eyes and her voice sounding deep, full of angriness & sadness too. "She did this because, since that day, she swore to find Elijah's murderer and to kill him..." She stopped to take a breath, passing her right hand on her face below her eyes. "You know that she proposed to me before I saw her for the last time?"

"No..." I muttered, having heard this for the first time since that day, something that Park didn't tell anyone.

"I didn't tell nobody because...because...you know," She said before stopping herself in her words, it's too hard for her to talk about Jess, I understand her. "I miss her so much since,"

"I understand, Park," I reassured her, giving her a little tap on her left shoulder. "It's the same thing with Katinka," I added.

"Yes but Katinka is still alive, right?" She asked, slightly turning her head at me and I slowly nodded, biting my lips. "It's different but yeah, I know that point," She acknowledged that me giving her another tap on the shoulder...Katinka...I'm going to kill the fucker who harmed her. "Sims, Woods, Mason, anything on your sides?" Park suddenly got her left hand over her radio."Nothing, we're continuing," Woods was the first to reply.

"Same for me," Mason added.

"Uhm...I think I'm seeing something with the men, I'm going to check out," Sims told us before his radio went off on his side as Park removed her hand off her radio, letting out a sigh.

"I called her father while we were in Langley," She announced to me, removing her hands off the desk to lean against it as I looked at her with narrowed eyes.

"You called her father?" I repeated. "Lucas Riggs himself?"

"I did...he's coming in West-Berlin soon," She told me, crossing her arms and looking away at the window on the other side of the room.

"He wants to participate in our search to get Adler & Perseus, he can't let the man who got Jess murdered," She added to me, slightly looking down at her feet. "He even said that he will try to have some of his old friends with him,"

"The Vanguard?" I presumed and she slowly nodded at me, seeing a bit of a smile on her face.

"Thought to be rumors first until Jess presented her 'English girlfriend' to him," She sighed, finally looking up again. "At this moment, I knew that Jess was the one," She continued, giving away a smile that sadly disappear in a few seconds.

"Guys, are you there?" Suddenly, Sims' voice came out from Park's radio but looking at her, she wasn't willing to respond, probably in her thoughts.

"You want me to..." I didn't finish my sentence that she was already handing me over her radio for me to make the call, directly going to comply with it.

"Yes, Sims?" I spoke up.

"I'm approaching the body I mentioned earlier," He told us, sounding curious with the sounds of footsteps on his side. "Well, I'm...OH SHIT!" He then almost sounded surprised by something.

"What's happening, Sims?" I questioned him.

"I...fuck...I can't believe it," He gasped, sounding shocked on his side but he wasn't helping me.

"Spit it out, buddy, what did you find?" I asked him again.

"I found her! I found Riggs!" He announced and immediately, my eyes went wide at this news as Park was slowly getting away from the desk, her eyes on the radio.

"What?" She whispered."I found her," Sims repeated before I hear some other footsteps again. "She's breathing, she's still alive...but she has a wound on her right side of her head," He said, Park getting slowly nervous & her hands shaking to hear Sims & his news.

"Jess..." She muttered, closing her eyes for a few seconds before she got her opened again... "Laz', get everything in that room ready to be taken with us with some of our men," She started, gesturing at me to give her radio back and I complied quickly. "Woods, Mason, Sims...get back here with Jess to safety...please...we'll be leaving this place once I've seen her," She added before she cut off her radio and put it back on her jacket, a face of surprise & shock...

"My god...my god...Jess, what happened to you?"

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'Wake up' : New chapter for "Redemption in a Spirit in a Cold War" is out !

"Wake up"

"I'm afraid, just....afraid."

Chapter Summary : The mission at the Mount Yamantau was an trap made by Hudson and unfortunately, Yirina & Park, without any support, were captured by Freya, Knight & Sonya Kuzmin. Awakening is going to be hard.....

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This was only an trap, the mission was an whole setup made by Hudson to get us caught, that bastard.....he gave us away to Perseus. That's why he never wanted anyone to join the mission with us, he didn't even allowed us to have any radio support and limiting our equipment. He forced the two only non-CIA members to go through an mission that was revealed to be an big trap to get rid of us. Maybe it was an way to...maybe found Adler thanks to us but I couldn't believe that at any second at the moment Sonya talked about the 'CIA guy'....

Unfortunately, we couldn't oppose any forms of resistance against Freya, Knight and Sonya Kuzmin, they were awaiting for us while we had our backs turned and nothing was going to stop them to take us away before neutralizing us by making us sleep with syringues. We were hopeless as we were dragged away by Knight himself at the same time and the last vision I got before my eyes went shut was to see Park unconscious, unable to do an thing....we were captured and no one was going to rescue us....

When I thought to open my eyes back in the real world, I found myself back into the same bed of my apartment in Moscow, slowly opening my eyes and discovering that someone was having their hands around me at my chest level, it was Freya herself. Again, it was following my discussion I had with her when Perseus came in minutes before she arrived. I was still feeling disturbed to have her in my bed but my mood wasn't ready to get angry.

I didn't bring up any smile as I got up from the bed, removing Freya's arms around me before moving to get to my dresser to grab some new clothes for me, taking the ones I was using back on the ground and then start dressing in those better clothes for me, the others feeling used for days, it seems. All of that by looking myself on an mirror while watching Freya slowly awakening up.

"Finally awake." I said to her, looking at her through the mirror after I stopped myself to putting on my pants before continuing in my moves.

"Yiri, you had an good sleep ?" She asked me, sounding like she already forgot our argument last day.

"No, why I should have one ?" I asked her back, turning my head around to directly look at her in the eyes. "Like usual, nightmares & fears in me, nothing else." I added, checking myself in the mirror, my voice all normal.

"Again ?" She whispered, slowly moving to sit on the edge of the bed.

"Again." I repeated, very sure of my words as I grabbed the shirt that was put on the dresser.

"You don't have to put yourself like that." She exclaimed, going up to approach me but not too close. "You have me." She wanted to affirm but I wasn't believing an word of it.

"Really ?" I raised an eyebrow to her through the mirror, looking more curious than ever. "I have my rights to be like that." I stated, putting the buttons of my shirt. "If I said that I'm feeling bad, I'm bad, that's it !" I continued before turning around to look at Freya whose eyes was away from me.

"You still want to defect, right ?" She demanded as her eyes went back on me.

"Of course and you can't stop me." I affirmed clearly before I start to move out of the bedroom to get to the living room and the kitchen. "I'm leaving with Zasha & Portnova." I told her, knowing she was following me through my apartment.

"I can't change your mind." She expressed, leaning herself against the door frame of the kitchen as I was preparing my cup of coffee.

"No, you've been trying to stop me in various ways : been kind, offering to take care of me in an way." I snorted, passing my hand below my nose, I was like feeling sad in the inside but I couldn't show it. "Maybe I liked it....too much to be honest." I admitted before putting my hands on the counter.

"It wasn't an way to make you change your mind, Yirina." Freya claimed in an clear voice. "I'm doing this because you're sad, not because you want to defect."

"Seriously, do you think I'm going to buy this lie ?" I questioned her, raising my voice as I turned my back to face her, my hands. "When I told you the first time about it, you were strongly against it, don't make me think that you changed your mind."

"Yes but I realized things weren't exactly what I supposed to be."  She proclaimed but in me, I could feel an lie in those words even if she was maybe telling the truth.

"Yeah, me too." I sniffed, taking in my hand my own cup of coffee as I walked next to her to get to the living room. "Coffee's ready for you, take it yourself." I told her.

"Yirina..." I heard her voice very low in the kitchen.

"What ?" I stopped myself to look at her as I was nearly going to sit down on my couch. "An lot of things aren't right." I said before actually sitting down but I was like not even urging to take an sip of my coffee, putting the cup on the small table in front of the couch. "There's something I didn't really told you."

"And what is it ?" She asked me, worried and coming in the living room with her cup of coffee.

"Before the two of us became something real, I was in love with someone else." I responded to her, moving slowly towards me, wanting to get sit next to me. "I was loving Zasha." I added, making her eyes goes wide as she got sit.

"Seriously ?" She whispered, stunned to hear that...

"We never really wanted to talk about it to the others." I looked away from her even if it wasn't obliged from me to do that. "Well...we did been together but...it was only for an month and it was one year after we met." I continued.

"Why you two didn't continue ?" Freya asked me, looking curious.

"We both realize that it wasn't really going to work together and we decided to broke up." I bit my lips as my eyes were on an picture of me with Zasha & Dedov. "At the same time, we preferred to not talk about this to anyone, staying best friends and that's it."

"I never thought that from you." Freya was sounding more astonished to my revelations to her....I did really been with Zasha in the past and I never knew of it....

"Zasha is an great friend, I swore to protect them at the moment I realized about who they were." I stated, revealing more about them. "That's why, me, them & Portnova are leaving to the West." I added, looking directly to Freya herself, knowing that she would not come with us. "And I'm sure that you will not do this with us, you're too loyal." I exclaimed and my words make her look away in shame.

"That was not the life I wanted to live." She said silently, her voice feeling broken.

"Yeah but we did lived it and followed it without asking ourselves why we are doing this." I sniffed away before my eye start to be filled with tears. "I never wanted this life but blindly, I didn't ask myself...until now." I snorted, cleaning up the few tears on my face as Freya looked back at me.

"You're crying ?" She demanded obviously.

"No, it's just some feelings." I replied, even knowing that it wasn't true at all before I looked fully at her. "I'm afraid, Freya." I told her in an broken voice, my hands on my lap, not even trying to stop the tears, it was useless.

"Why are you afraid ?" She started to move slowly, to put her hands on my face to stop the tears from my eyes.

"I'm afraid, just....afraid." I admitted before she moved her arms around me like if she never wanted to let me go away.

"Don't be afraid, you're here now." She muttered as her head was now against my right shoulder. "You know that I'm going to bring you home." She added as suddenly, all the surrounding went to black and that she was now facing me while I was forced to be on my knees....that wasn't an memory anymore, I'm freaking out...

"It's time for you to wake up, Yirina ! WAKE UP !"

Her shouting was like an distant cry in my head as my mind was slowly waking up from that memory, making me discover that me & Zasha were together for an short time and I was wondering an lot of things about that period but these thinkings started to fade away for the moment as my eyes were opening and right now, I was feeling to be on an sort of bed, facing an concrete wall.

Panic went through me when I start to get up to face the other direction : I was in an cell without an single window giving to the outside and I was alone....all alone, not even Park was there. I was like trapped in here with nowhere to get out of here with an big metal door avoiding me to leave that room.My clothes...I was no longer wearing an jacket, just an simple shirt and still got my pants on. As I was panicking, my eyes fell on an small radio that was just near the door. .

"...as it seems that yesterday big explosion in the Ural mountains did put tensions between the East & the West, the world is on an risky verge...." It was the voice of an russian guy talking but looking at the radio, it didn't seem to be able to have everything audible for me....an day has passed since we were captured....

"Where I am ?" I whispered to myself, looking around before walking slowly towards the radio to shut it off, my ears hurting only by listening to that radio. "Shit...what happened ?" I asked to myself before I heard some noises through the metal door, meaning that someone was coming in. I walked back to the bed to sit on it as the door was getting opened.

"Ah, you're awake." I wasn't watching at who was coming in but I could recognize an male voice....Stitch himself.

"You." I slowly looked at him with concerned eyes. "What did you do to Park ?" I asked him in an serious voice, clenching my fists.

"Oh, you don't want to do that if I was you." He exclaimed, having seen my fists getting clenched. "We have eyes on you all day." He pointed at an corner of the cell, making me discover an security camera. "One bad move from you and you're done even if we know who you are."

"You didn't answer my question here." I make myself clear to him. "Where....is...Park ?" I repeated again as he start to slowly face me.

"You're not the one asking questions here but if you insist..." He stopped himself to kneel at the same level of my head. "She's currently in another cell, still sleeping but I think that you should stop worrying about her now."

"Why I would be ?" I raised an eyebrow to him, sounding angry.

"Because she's your enemy, like she always has been." He replied, sure in his words, trying to flip me out back on his side but that wasn't working.

"Bullshit, you know nothing." I stated, giving an deadly glare to him through his mask and hood. "You just trying to make me think that I'm one of yours but that's stupid." I scoffed around as I realized that playing Belll is going to be necessary until I escape from that place...I don't even know where we are....

"Bell." He started before taking an deep breath. "Or whatever they called you, you didn't think any second that there's something wrong ?" He demanded.

"In fact, I wonder why...." I stopped myself, looking at the security camera, fainting to acknowledge his words. "An son of an bitch called Stitch is trying to make me change allegiances." I joked but his only reaction was to put his left hand around my neck by force.

"Listen to me !" He raised his voice as two armed guards entered the room in case. "Your attitude isn't helping us at all and we're trying to help you." He added, making me look in his only eye.

"I never thought that Adler did really messed you up, you're looking like an idiot !" I literally laughed, fully entering my act of been 'Bell'...painful but necessary. "How is he by the way ? Pushing you out ?" I continued.

"Always been like that or Adler decided to put some of his behavior in you ?" Stitch asked me rhetorically. "Right now, I'm making sure that he will suffer enough like I did."

"You didn't take well what happened in 1968 to say." I told him straight as I was still threatened by his left hand before he reinforced his grasp on it.

"He make me an fool to my country and I will make sure to do the same for him." He claimed before he took out an knife from his vest and now, I was fearing the worst in me. "I know that it's going to be...unorthodox but I maybe know an way to make you remember of things."  He then move slowly the knife towards my left arm.

"Aaaahh !" I screamed loudly in pain when he literally planted his knife inside my left arm....I broke his arm...he's going to broke mine.....

"How do that feel, uh ?" He asked me in an raised voice.

"Stitch !" I was able to hear an female voice behind him before he released me from him, discovering Freya who was standing between the two guards and she direclly make signs to them to leave. "What are you doing ?" She demanded.

"Make her remember of her life, isn't so hard to see ?" He responded, not even ashamed by what he has done as I was holding my wound, almost crying on the bed.

"You wounded her by planting your knife in her arm ?" She said, walking to get next to me, worried. "Are you sick or something because I told you to not harm her." She added, taking my left arm to check it.

"It's one of the many things we're going to try, don't need to worry about that." He exclaimed, pulling his knife back.

"Wound's not so deep but it's better that we heal it quickly." Freya told, ignoring his words totally before she looked at my face, crying. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She repeated again as she got up to face Stitch. "We're not harming her or even Park, you know well that they are useful to us."

"Maybe but I don't want to lose time with peacefuls ideas, the two are diverting resources from Adler."  Stitch expressed as the two were looking at me. "It isn't the best solution to bring her back but we have to do everything."

"You'll never get us." I whispered, feeling the pain in my voice and my arm.

"We'll see." Stitch breathed, looking back at Freya. "Tell Sonya to heal her, we'll start the first tests tomorrow."

"And what about Park ?" Freya questioned him before he looked at me.

"Firstly, we are focused on her and then, we are going to see how we can deal with her, it will be hard but an great improvement." He responded, slowly walking away from me to get out of my cell before the door closed behind them, leaving me alone.

Now, I was wounded, having an knife cut in my left arm because Stitch wanted me to remember of my old past and it could have gone very badly if Freya wasn't here to save me from him but even with that, I was all alone in that cell, Park in another cell. I decided to sit back on the edge of the bed, my right hand above my wound and seeing the blood getting out of it and also on my hand. 5 minutes passed until the door was getting opened and I could see Sonya Kuzmin themselves with an medikit in their hands.

"I'm really going to play the doctor here." They whispered to themselves at the sight of me before getting inside the room, the door closing behind them. "I hope that you're not fragile." They added in an lazy voice.

"Just get it done, okay ?" I told them clearly, directly showcasing my arm by removing my right hand from it.

"At your orders." They sighed, rolling their eyes around before they moved to get next to me, putting their medikit on the ground and taking out everything necessary to heal me. "Looks like my brother didn't almost go easy on you." They said, looking at the wound.

"Is he always like that with everyone ?" I asked them.

"Are you the one asking the questions here ?" They asked me back, remembering when I interrogated her weeks ago in West-Berlin, must be it. "No, I'm in charge here now and don't move too much."

"I just want to know." I expressed, sounding low.

"Fuck off." They cursed even if their voice wasn't really meaning it before they start to apply some wound disinfectant on the cut, causing me to moan an little. "Don't be afraid, it's just something to disinfect your cut." They exclaimed in an lazy voice.

"What do you want me to do ? Laugh ?" I taunted them, causing them to grin an little as they were finishing to apply the disinfectant.

"You didn't lose your sense of humor, it seems." They raised an eyebrow to me before taking the bandages in their hands. "He's always been like that if you want to know." They said, responding to my first question.

"I thought you didn't want to tell me." I was sounding an bit stunned to be honest.

"I changed my mind." They sniffed, looking at me with an smile even if that situation I'm in isn't smiling. "So, tell me, how's things since last time ?" They demanded to me.

"Are we really having an simple discussion even with this situation ?" I raised an eyebrow to them before realizing that they were really meaning it. "Well...uhm...tracking Perseus down isn't an easy task." I decided to reply like that.

"And yet, here you are." They scoffed, wrapping the bandages around my arm. "I've been thinking about why you asked me those questions when you interrogated me."

"About Wraith ?" They nodded to my question. "It was by curiosity, we heard your conversation before the CIA decided to kidnap you."

"Okay but why is she saying that you were more than sisters before ?" They asked me. "Can you tell me ?"

"I don't know but she's claiming to know me since an long time and I don't believe her to be true." I answered, successfully lying to them. "That started when I first met her in West-Berlin." I added as Sonya was focused on wrapping the rest of the bandages around my arm. "Since, she's trying to convince me that I'm not what I am."

"I don't know what she got but she's not the same since she saw you that day." They told me in an serious low voice. "Everyone here said that you were important before and still today."

"I heard that since some times, I don't know what is special with me." I expressed, faking to not understand why me...was important to Perseus. "What will you do if you were like that ?" I wondered about it as they were finished to heal and my question did put some troubles on their face.

"Uhm...I don't know what I will do." They responded, troubled in their voice before pulling back what they got in hands in the medikit to close it. "Well, you got healed up by me and you're looking fine for the moment."

"What will they do to me ?" They raised their shoulders to me.

"I don't know, they didn't explain the details but it will surely something painful." They replied, slowly getting up on their feets. "It's must be strange for you but...I kinda feel that you're more friendly than I thought."

"Is that an compliment ?" I raised an eyebrow with an little grin to them.

"Fuck off." They smiled at me before stopping themselves right in front of the door to look at me with an grin on their face. "Take it as you want but maybe." They continued before they finally decided to leave the room, leaving me alone on my bed alone, like an prisoner....

"It's like the beginning of hell for us...will I hold on ?"

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'Catch a train': New chapter for "Redemption in a Spirit in a Cold War" is out !

'Catch a train'

"You're going to be an wonderful asset !"

Chapter Summary : As Yirina is having an simple discussion, Park informed her that an unexcepted thing happened.......

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After that talk with Mason himself, I can say that I was like more intrigued to see who was his man more further. Our similar stories....getting brainwashed by the each opposite side of the Cold War, both knowing well of what happened to them and their desires to get over it and try to no never think about it. One has been facing that pain since the beginning of the 60's and the other....20 years later. One was allowed to live because he was an full-american, the other was left for dead because she was only seen as an full-russian.

Like he said, me & him are both alike because we're trying to survive in an difficult world as our lifes turned to shit but....it was just more than that. People like us are pawns in an chess game....the Cold War....the CIA with Adler & Hudson are the one controlling those 'pawns' against those used by Perseus or the KGB. We could be MI6, DGSE or BND.....it's always the CIA on top of our heads, ready to sacrifice an pawn if it's necessary to do. They sacrified me...'for the greater good' but by luck, that pawn managed to resist and will maybe try to change everything and to free the people seen as pawns.....my friends & Park....

When I was done with Mason, I returned back to Park who has prepared an little something for me before we walk back to work to our desk with Zasha, trying to intercept any weird communications from the KGB or even Perseus even if I was still an bit troubled with the talk I had with Mason earlier. Anyway, Park was progressing an little into decrypting as she got the big experts in the domain, not to brag ourselves. However, the next transmissions we got were not useful for us and to the others too, meaning that we couldn't know more about Ritter except for an file Greta was able to give us about him.

The others came back from their mission at the end of the afternoon with an success thanks to Garrett's intels about what Woods told us giving them some greats improvements for their mission. As the evening was beginning and after we eat, I decided, before leaving the place to put our hands on Ritter, to grab an coffee for me in the kitchen. The room was empty and it was better as I moved to get to the coffee machine.

"Can we talk, Grigoriev ?" An feminine voice came in the room as my back was turned from the door. I peaked my head to see Song, standing up and looking an bit stressed out.

"Uhm..." I started as I look at her, scratching the back of my head. "Yeah, sure." I fully replied, turning around to face her as she walk to get next to the table without sitting. "You might want an coffee or maybe just to sit down ?" I proposed, putting my eyes for an second on the coffee machine but she shook her head.

"No thanks." She gestured at me before she took a seat right into my direction as I prepare an coffee for only me then & hearing that freaking jackhammer noise coming from the coffee machine.....if only I could threw this machine outside...well, Zed is going to kill me for that.....

"So..." I began again as I took my mug filled with coffee to walk to the table, sitting on another chair facing Song. "What do you want to talk about ?" I asked once I was sit.

"Well, I wanted to...apologize." She responded, crossing her arms an bit uncomfortable to talk about it. "Apologize about what happened yesterday night." She added as I was taking an sip from the hot coffee, drinking an half of it to be exact.

"That ?" I exclaimed, the cup in my right hand, looking at her. "You couldn't know about it."

"Maybe but it was like I was forcing to give you that injection to be honest." She breathed, looking away for an second from me.

"I told you, Song. You couldn't know." I repeated again, sure of my words as I drink....it wasn't her fault and she was only making her duty to try to heal me. I have nothing against her. "We don't need to talk about this....or maybe what Garrett told about you." I suggested, knowing that Garrett was aware of my brainwashing as Park told him years ago.

"You're sure ?" She chuckled, having guessed of what I was talking about.

"Yes." I whispered to her directly, launching an weird silence in the room during 2 minutes as I was drinking my coffee and her, not moving at all from. It was akward and I was hoping for someone to get inside the room and start another conversation but nothing...."How's things with Garrett ?" I was the one to launch another discussion, asking this like that to her as I put my empty cup down, having finishing it in the two long minutes.

"Oh, that's nice." She answered with an smile, no more looking stressed or bad towards me. "Gonna say that I was pretty happy to see him back after an month to not be able to be at his side." She added, sounding more good.

"We can say that some weren't so pleaded to hear you during an night." I scoffed about it, making an little laugh as I could see her blush from that.

"I wasn't so loud." She exclaimed, her voice cracking in an funny voice.

"Not what the others says." I continued to laugh as I could see her roll her eyes to me before laughing an little too. "At least, you're happy to be sure."

"Of course." She admitted, putting her arms on the table but as she was going to continue to speak as I could see her mouth open an little, knocks at the kitchen door interrupted her.

"Park ?" I said as I turned around to see her standing outside the room and having her hand on the door frame, she was looking an bit nervous to say.

"You might need to come." She started, removing her hand from the frame. "We may have an little problem with Lukas Ritter." She added and by hearing that, I quickly got up from my chair, putting back the cup on the counter before I left the kitchen, Park awaiting for me outside. "Zasha just got an transmission out and it's bad." She told me as we walked through the safehouse to get back to our desk.

"Bad enough to not have any more leads for Portnova ?" I suggested but she didn't respond until we arrived at the desk, Zasha looking at us.

"Well, it's bad if we're letting this happen." Zasha heard me talking, answered at Park's place. "Ritter is going to try to leave town tonight from the Kiyevsky railway terminal."

"Damnit." I breathed as hearing this could really screw up our chances to find something that could help us to save Portnova. "I guess that it's not the only bad thing, I supposed." I presumed, seeing the two faces towards me.

"Someone in the KGB has ordered everyone in Portnova's team including herself to not leave town for an undetermined time, starting at midnight." Park spoke up, taking an breath as she leaned herself on the desk. "This means that they will be heavily watched except for Portnova."

"We're sure that it's not Portnova herself asking for this." Zasha said clearly, standing up from their chair.

"So, tonight became our only chance to have an talk with Ritter." They both nodded at me as I looked at Ritter's file on the desk. "We can't actually capture him as we can risk an lot if someone in Portnova's team has an little problem."

"Yeah, the KGB or even Perseus can make everyone disappear for a while if something like this happen." Zasha thought, putting their hand on their face, trying to find something to do with Ritter. "What if we're trying to make Ritter realize of our goods intentions ?"

"Like transforming him in an insider that could help us with Portnova...." Park suggested right and Zasha nodded. "Since Ritter isn't going to be followed tonight, we can do it."

"But we don't know at which hour he's going to take the train so we might need to go to the station right now." I proposed as I looked around, seeing the others working to their desk. "It's only going to be the three of us, it's better." Park & Zasha nodded. "Then, let's go to put our hands on Ritter." At the second I said this that we start to prepare ourselve for that improvised mission.

As Ritter was going to be in an very public area, only me, Park & Zasha were able to go into the station to talk to him without bringing too much attention on us and to be certain, no one wanted to make an slaughter into that train station so we only took our pistols with us. Zasha was given one by Garrett back in West-Berlin and it was the one they used to kill that CIA agent back when we 'saved' Sonya Kuzmin....only to learn hours later that they managed to escape...CIA's stupidity....

Going out of the safehouse was an first since we didn't leave the place since we arrived 2 days ago here and to return into the city was kinda make me & Zasha to feel a bit stressed out about this. We couldn't allow to be recognized or to make any stupid moves as the KGB think that we are both dead. We arrived at the station, fully equipped with earsets and our pistols hidden below our jackets before getting ourselves separated even if I was keeping an closer distance with Zasha, wanting to be there in case something's bad happening to them to protect them.

Each one of us were positioning on an bay like ordinary travelers awaiting for their trains while keeping our eyes on the entrances. The place was crowded but not so much, allowing me to breath freely as I was remembering the last time I was in an very crowded place...it didn't end well and I was feeling not so good to be surrounded by an lot of people around me.

"Anyone seeing Ritter ?" Park asked, 10 minutes after we got inside the station, through our earsets as she was positioned at 2 bays from me as Zasha was positioned to the one next to mine. By luck, we could see each other as there weren't any trains between our bays. "Got nothing on my sight."

"Same for me." Zasha replied as I look at their direction, seeing them alone and standing up to see the panel where the departures & arrivals of the trains will be.

"Nothing for me too." I said as I sit back on an bench, tapping with my feet on the ground as I was feeling weird to be here, stressed & anxious at the same time. The civilians could see me as just an woman who is waiting for her train....me, it was because of been in an place like this. "How are you feeling right now ?"  I asked.

"Quite good." Park responded as I could see her, slowly waving at me from her bay as the ones between mine & hers wasn't so crowded at all. "You don't sound too well."

"It's just that I don't like to have all of these civilians around me." I explained, joining my hands together and taking an breath on the bench. "It's not something that I really like."

"You were like that before." I could hear Zasha's voice, sounding sad at hearing me talking. "You weren't an big fan of crowd and you kinda freak out if there's too much people." They added as I looked to them, also looking at me.

"Really ?" I asked.

"Yeah." They told me in an low voice, removing their eyes from me. "It was...."

"Got eyes on Ritter !" Park exclaimed silently through our earsets, inadvertantly cutting Zasha out in their words, making me look around me. "He's at the entrance." She added, I looked at where she said and she was right : Lukas Ritter was there alone, looking around him.

"Okay, let's see which bay is gonna take." I talked before I could hear an train arriving near the bay I was and then, I saw Lukas coming into the bay. "He's moving in : I'm going to stop him before he got into the train." I got up from the bench before starting to move away from it as the train stopped itself near the bay and I moved faster as I could see Lukas also walking more faster than usual. "Lukas Ritter ?" I said as I arrived near him at almost two steps from him to get into the train.

"Uhm...yes ?" He started, looking worried to see someone like me calling him out.

"I think that we have to talk." I spoke to him, giving to him directly my reasons to be her but he rolled his eyes.

"Sorry but I'm not free to...." He wanted to continue as I removed slowly an part of my jacket discreetly, revealing my M1911 in an holstler, making him stop in his words.

"Did I stutter ?" I got close to him, putting my hands on his shoulder more like an threat to him. "That was an order so we're gonna walk back to maybe your car and everything will go fine." I added before I make him look at the entrance. "So now, walk with me outside." I ordered as I stayed behind him, walking away slowly from the bay.

I didn't draw my gun as it was too dangerous and only showing it to Ritter was the only think I could do to make sure that he was going to comply to my order and to walk outside with me. We walked outside, still following him by behind. He was stressing by an lot to have someone like me, making sure that he will not do anything stupid move until we arrived at what I supposed to be his car in an parking well hidden from the public sight, now awaiting for Park & Zasha to come as they both saw me leave with Ritter.

But as Ritter was looking behind him for an second, he somehow decide to try something and to grab my gun inside my holstler. My first reaction was to knee kick him into the chest, removing his hands from my jacket. I tried to knee kick an second time but he managed to grab my right leg before I could put my both legs between the right arm that took my leg and then I make him roll on his car hood, holding his arm strongly. However, he managed to get himself up for an second and to throw me an punch right into my face, next to my lips but thanksfully, it wasn't enough to knock me out except feeling an little bit of blood on the bottom lip.

Right after that punch, I removed my legs from his arm, pushing him right on the ground before I took out my M1911 to aim at him with my both hands and now seeing the scare on his face.

"You try something like that...." I started before I lower my gun to the ground, seeing Park & Zasha running to get to me.

"You're alright ?" Park asked, seeing the blood on my bottom lip as Zasha was getting next to Lukas, making sure that he don't move.

"Yeah, just hit me but it's not so bad." I replied, passing my left hand on my lips to clean the blood on it and then, I put my M1911 back into my jacket "Now, he knows that he can't do an thing." I affirmed before I got next to Zasha, putting my hands on Lukas. "Help me getting him sit on the hood." I ordered to Zasha who nodded, helping me to get Lukas up....he wasn't knocked out....still scared about us.

"Do you think he's gonna talk ?" Zasha asked maybe to themselves as they were finished to have Lukas on the hood. "Don't need to tell me : he will !" They admitted as we needed some intels about Portnova.....and talking about her was making Zasha nervous.

"What do you want with me ?" Lukas questioned to the three of us as he was breathing an bit louder, trying to catch back his breath after that little fight.

"A lot of things and you will help us." Park responded, crossing her arms as she was looking around to make sure no one was looking at us, we were right next to an light pole but still in hidden sight. "Apparently, you have some...'differents opinions' and you're working with Yirina Portnova's team." She took back the same words the KGB used in that transmission. "Are you working with Perseus....or you're trying to defect ?"

"With Perseus." He said in an low voice, looking at her. "Listen, I wasn't willing to work with Perseus and same thing when I was send here to work inside the KGB." He added, mixing between looking at everyone.

"But why did you want to flee as the KGB was going to ask everyone to stay here ?" Zasha demanded him with narrowed eyes. "You did put yourself in danger for what ?"

"I wanted to go home !" He was sounding almost angry in his voice, causing Zasha to be almost scared about it. "I needed to see my boyfriend back....been months that I didn't see him..." He added, taking back his low voice as me, Park & Zasha looked at each other....he was trying to flee to get back to his boyfriend in East-Germany..."Just to be far from Perseus."

"You don't realize that Perseus is everywhere and he will do everything to have you back here ?" I started to say, wanting to make things clear with him. "What you almost did was going to make things worse for yourself." I continued, keeping my cool towards him. "And to make your life better, we need you to help us." I stepped back from him, getting next to Park.

"You're gonna be our insider in the KGB and that's not negociable." Park ordered him clearly, getting closer to him. "Once we're done, the MI6 can help you with your problems...only if you're helping us of course."

"Talk about Portnova !" Zasha told him in an sudden, sounding very curious. "Tell us what she's been doing."

"Well....she's been leading an team of cryptographer inside the KGB but in fact, it's just an team of Perseus spies." Lukas breathed, redressing himself on his car hood. "Portnova....she's been just placed as the leader by Perseus but in reality, he doesn't trust her."

"And why ?" I asked.

"Because even if she's with Perseus, she doesn't share his ideas." Lukas answered, rolling his eyes around. "She's been trying to struggle with an lot of things and Perseus recently removed her from giving the russians weapons from his arms trafficking around the world...He's doing it by himself now."

"So what I hear, Portnova has joined Perseus who doesn't really trust her and now, him or the KGB is going to watch everyone closely."  Zasha thought, getting their both hands in front of their mouth. "You said that you were going to help us, so do it." They added, sounding an bit angry.

"Yes, I will." Lukas affirmed before looking at me, worried. "What should I do ?"

"You will be soon contacted by someone that will instruct you to help us so you will agree." Park was the one to speak up to him as she was the one leading everything in here. "We're going to make sure that you follow our orders because bad consequences will occur if you don't."

"And....and now ?" He whispered

"Now, you're going back to the place you're living, awaiting." Park took an deep breath, looking at him closely. "Our eyes are on us now, don't screw this up because there's people you don't want to see angry." She exclaimed, looking at me & Zasha. "Go." She whispered before walking away from the front of the car.

"Ok, I will." Lukas repeated as he start to move from the car hood while me & Zasha were going next to Park, watching Lukas getting back into his car, Park gesturing at him that we got our eyes on him, looking deadly before Lukas drove away from the place with our orders in head.

"Shit." I whispered to myself as I didn't thought of that to happen....especially that fight I just had with him. "And now, we're awaiting for him to do his job." I breathed away as Park moved in front of me to check my lips.

"I'm gonna clean you up back at the safehouse." She said with an smile, an normal face before looking at Zasha who was recovering from everything they have heard from Lukas.

"Don't worry, Zed." I tapped on their left shoulder, grinning. I just wanted them to feel better, to reassure them that we will save Portnova from Perseus. "Come on, time to go back to the safehouse." I continued before I laugh about something, making me tap their shoulder again......

"I'm pretty sure that an big cup of coffee will get you well."

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'The only way': New chapter for "Redemption in a Spirit in a Cold War" is out!

"The only way"

"We're going to get out of here, I'm promising you that, that's our hope!"

Chapter Summary: Park & Portnova are still trying to find the location of Yirina & Zasha before an unorthodox way is taken while on their side, Yirina & Zasha tries to give themselves hope...

Link of the Picrew here!

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Century House

In the afternoon

It was stressing, the more time was passing, the more Park was actually panicking that she will never found Yirina & Zasha back and she was fearing the worst since the last time that she was captured with Yirina at the Yamantau, the Collective knew that Yirina willingly helped the West even after she learned of the brainwashing and it was sure that their escape put a big target on the back of their head, Yirina been the number one priority to capture or worst...kill at the moment and that fear was overwhelming Park during her work to find something in what was recovered in Peter's apartment, they were a lot but a little that could really help.

She couldn't talk freely to Portnova since that their offices were rigged with CIA bugs all around and even if they could say that, what if the CIA was having their own plans on Yirina and took her before she could with the MI6 & the SAS. Adding to that a race against time with the CIA wasn't really going to help Park to destress more. Her desk was almost filled up with the files, reports, everything that Peter investigates on but it was mainly things that were explaining that wasn't helping to know where Yirina & Zasha could be located...and now, Park needed only one thing: a moment to chill out...and her office isn't the place for that.

Her eyes crossed around the room, sadness been felt when they were looking at Yirina's desk, seeing it empty before they arrive at one thing that Park took with her before going to work: Yirina's diary. If she wanted to get some hope & a bit of a smile, maybe she could try to see clearly & closely what was written in it. So, she got up from her chair, took the diary in her hands before she goes out of her office, walking towards the elevator to reach the underground parking, the only safe place in the building that isn't listened to by the CIA and it was also good that this place wasn't very frequented during these hours.

Park installed herself in the same car that she & Yirina always used when they came back in London, let the radio off for some calm before she starts to read the first pages of the diary, her eyes getting filled with emotions at seeing the handwriting, the drawings that Yirina made in those pages to remember the most important, even Park got her own drawing and she was finding it very beautiful. She continued to read it slowly, discovering from up close what was Yirina's life before everything...

"Why...why did I do this?" She muttered to herself as she was continuing to read the written memories, she was feeling guilty again. "I was stupid, you didn't deserve this, Yiri," She added, looking at a page that was referring to the event that changed everything...Trabzon. "I shouldn't have done this," She whispered, her head going up to look outside and seeing from afar, Portnova going out of the elevator, causing her to close the diary and to get out of the car as Portnova was arriving.

"Park," Portnova spoke up, walking towards the car as Park leaned on the side of it. "I saw you leave your office earlier, you're okay?" She demanded, finally making a stop at least 2 meters from Park.

"Needed some calm," It's what Park could reply to Portnova, her eyes looking over the closed diary between her hands. "And it's only here that I could have a breath without been stressed," She added.

"What's this?" Portnova asked, pointing at the diary.

"It's her diary," Park responded, putting her head up to look at Portnova in the eyes. "I took it before we left for here, might think that it could help me...a bit of hope, you know," She revealed before she starts to offer the diary to her friend. "You want to look at it?" She questioned her.

"I don't know," Portnova mumbled, a bit worried that this diary wasn't something to look at her before she resigned herself. "Yeah, I maybe should," She confided, taking the diary into her own hands as Park crossed her arms, her blue eyes impossible to remove from the diary.

"It's a lot if you want to know," Park commented in a low voice as Portnova just opened the diary at its first page.

"It's like everything she could recover since she got..." Park slightly nodded before Portnova could finish her question as she was starting to read the pages she was seeing at a faster pace than Park did. "Wow, it's...it's...astonishing to see that," Portnova was a little speechless to see the diary, memories that she wasn't remembering coming back when her own name was mentioned on the pages.

"Me too," Park snorted, taking a quick deep breath. "I was amazed when she showed me this for the first time," She told her with a little smile, thinking about that moment back into that old CIA safe house.

"How long it was?" Portnova asked by curiosity.

"It was...4 months ago, a few days after she awake from her coma," Park responded as Portnova was resuming the reading.

"She's recovered a lot, always been..." Portnova was going to continue until she stops herself to talk like that, her eyes seemingly focused on a detail that was written on the page she was seeing. "Didn't know that...she wrote down a phone number," She declared, suddenly getting Park's attention high to cause her to get next to Portnova.

"Let me see that," She demanded, arriving near her friend to check the page where that phone number was, her thoughts slowly gathering to know who could be using that number.

"Any ideas?" Portnova muttered, looking at a thinking Park.

"Freya Helvig," Park could only think about that name at the moment, seeing that this page was written when she & Yirina were in the US at the New Orleans...she remembers well of that moment, Yirina coming back all dizzy after she tried to call Freya. "That's her phone number," She said, Portnova letting her get the diary back in her hands.

"How's that?" Portnova was a bit confused to see that number & Park like that.

"Yirina said that she was able to know that from a Perseus agent in the New Orleans," Park explained, checking the number before she looks around the parking, thinking of something. "It might be our only way," She thought in a low voice before she turn her head around to look at Portnova. "We need to call that number, we could force Freya to cooperate with us,"

"I'm not sure..."

"Portnova, we need to find them, that's our only chance even if that chance is on the other side," Park proclaimed, cutting Portnova in her words as she was looking back at the elevator. "Let's go to a public phone booth to make that call, follow me," She then ordered in a clear voice, starting to walk into the elevator direction, soon followed by Portnova.

Yeah, it was unorthodox as Portnova was saying and even Park was thinking the same way but it was maybe their only way to find their respective lovers again alive and it was sure that the two will certainly force Freya to give up where are the two even after what happened. Instead of going directly outside, the two went back to their offices to grab something to write on & a pen before actually going outside Century House, willing to make that call very fast.

The two went to the nearest red phone booth that was close to the MI6 and the two took directly their roles once arrived at it: Portnova was keeping an eye around while Park was the one making the call to Freya, the stress surely going up inside Park that was thinking about what could happen in that phone call: will Freya help them? Is someone is going to answer that phone call? Is this number still existing? They needed to try and they will do this...it's their only way...

"Come on, answer," Park stressed out after she composed the number, hearing the first beep in her ear from the phone, looking at Portnova that was guarding the phone booth, and then...

"Sonya Kuzmin's speaking," A voice that Park didn't expect to hear came through the phone.

"Sonya?" Park only mutters at this, sounding a bit confused to hear that voice instead of Freya's one.

"Who is this?" Sonya demanded, also confused to been addressed like that.

"It's...it's Helen Park...from the MI6," Park decided to confess directly instead of faking up to be a Perseus agent, that wasn't going to work and what she could hear was the noises of surprise through the phone.

"What...what's the fuck? How did you get this number?" Sonya asked in a surprised voice, sounding a little angry & mostly astonished.

"I thought it was...Freya's number," Park told them in a low voice.

"It is but she isn't here at the moment so..." Sonya explained before they stops themselves in their voice. "You didn't answer my question, how did you get this number?" She asked again, sounding assertive.

"I got it from...it's Yirina who got it," Park responded, her tone unsure of telling Yirina's name to them. "Yirina Grigoriev, she wrote it down in her diary,"

"Grigoriev?" Sonya whispered. "Her? But why...why are you calling me?"

"Listen, Sonya, do you know where they are?" Park demanded, going into the subject of this conversation.

"How the fuck I know? I didn't hear anything since most times except that MI6 raid on a hideout in London yesterday," Sonya complained, their voice taking a tone that was not understanding the reason for the call.

"Yirina & Zasha got captured!" Park spoke up, raising a bit her voice through the phone as Portnova slightly looks at her, having heard her voice going up. "Said that Stone captured them,"

"Captured? But...that's weird..." Sonya's voice was like thinking as if something was wrong and Park could identify it. "We didn't hear anything from our agents in London saying that they got someone,"

"So even you don't know that Yirina & Zasha got captured?" Park presumed.

"I didn't know," Sonya replied instantly, not relieving Park at all to learn that. "But...knowing who are over there, I might think that the two will survive any longer," They thought with a clear voice before a deep breath is taken. "Okay...you have something to write on?"

"What are you doing?" Park demanded even if she was taking off the piece of paper along with the pen, ready to write down the important things.

"I'm giving you...the only Perseus safehouse remaining in London but nothing else," Sonya answered before they starts to tell Park what she wanted to hear since the moment she learned with Portnova that their lovers were captured, writing down the location of that place. "Listen, I may help you but that doesn't mean that you can call me every day,"

"Thank you, Sonya," Park told them with a relieved voice.

"Don't thank me, it's the only way for me," Sonya proclaimed before the sound of a door was heard. "I've gotta go, goodbye," They added before the phone suddenly hang out, not leaving to Park the opportunity to say her goodbye to Sonya as she was looking down at what she wrote, the safe house that Yirina & Zasha were and it only took her five seconds before she decides to make another call...sounding very relieved to finally know the truth...

"Price, it's Helen, we know where they are, find us at the underground parking!"

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Somewhere

At the same time

I couldn't know what happened at the moment when I closes my eyes, trying to figure it out inside of my head as I thought that I passed out in front of everyone including Zasha and I don't know how much time passed before I could finally open my eyes, finding that my vision was at first all blurred when my eyelashes open up as if I needed some glasses but the most troubling was that I could only see from my right eye, the other...been covered with those bandages around my head and slightly stinging me a little bit.

When my right eye could recover its normal vision, I was able to see that I was still in that cell, laid down on the ground as I was facing one of the brick walls, my hands having served as a sort of pillow for the left side of my head before I decide to slowly get my back against the wall, finally able to move my body without having it hurting me, my eye crossing around the room as I could see Zasha who was in the same position as me at least 2 meters from me, their back on another wall.

"Zed," I spoke up, my voice finding back its former tone unlike maybe hours ago, to call them out as their head was looking down. "Zasha!" I repeated again, a little bit louder.

"What, what?" They almost jump scared from their spot at hearing me, raising their head in a fast move before their eyes went on me. "Yirina?" They muttered, eyes going wide on their side. "You...you awake, you awake!" They exclaimed, sounding happy to see me finally up

"I...what happened?" I demanded, still trying to know what happened.

"Shit, you...you passed out in front of everyone," They replied, their voice going back into a normal tone, their left hand going behind their head to scratch it. "You lost consciousness and you convulsed, they managed to control it before they left us...it was like...hours ago," They added, giving some details about it.

"They? Like...the four of them?" I questioned them but they shook their head at me.

"It was mostly Lukas & Beck doing it with me trying to assist while the two other...they left at the moment you passed out," They answered, putting their hands back on their lap in front of them "Those...Bellamy &...Sarah...didn't have any compassion for you," They proclaimed, their voice breaking down at saying Sarah's name. "Fuck, Sarah...I...she's with them,"

"She's Stone sister, been fooled us to think that Harry Stone was still alive...to get us, me & you," I revealed but it wasn't looking like the first time that Zasha learned about it, just by looking on their face. "She...did she..."

"Yes...she did," They muttered, still looking down away from me. "Hours ago,"

"Damn it," I cursed, turning my head away from them to look at my own hands, a bit hurting to have them getting used as a pillow. "My eye..." I then took consciousness of that situation after checking them, my left hand slowly moving to touch the left side of my head, only feeling the bandages that were going around my head to cover up my left eye.

"Beck said that they injected you with something in the eyesocket and that it got infected," Zasha told me, finally looking towards me, a face of sadness on them. "How does it feel?" They demanded, pointing out at my eye.

"It stings," I responded in a low voice

"You want me to take a look at it?" Zasha proposed but I shook my head to this idea, not wanting them to what was under that bandage. "You're sure?" They insisted, starting to move slowly from their spot to reach me.

"I..." I tried to say as they were slowly going to me before I resigns myself to let them do what they wanted to do. "Fine, do it," I told them, trying to stay positive in my voice before Zasha starts to unwrap in slow motion, the bandages around my face after they arrived in front of me.

I was panicking on the inside at seeing their reaction as they were removing the bandages, feeling my left eye getting away from that little darkness before the bandages were all removed off me...and then, I could see Zasha's face going into a scared mood at seeing my left eye...that's eye vision was like blurred at the maximum, my right one staying perfect and inside of me, I was confused about what to do and what to say at this...my eyes weren't having the same vision...

"Fuck..." Zasha whispered, their eyes focused on my left one that was still stinging

"What?" I could mutter at that reaction from them, fearing the worst just by seeing them like that.

"Your left eye is no longer in the same color shape as your right eye," They declared, their eyes drifting between my two eyes, a sort of examination from them. "It's like more a light blue...and sort of going white," They added.

"My vision at my left is all blurred," I told them with a sad voice before I look down, away from them. "As if I wasn't fucked up already," I cursed at myself, just to think of it. "I got brainwashed, left for dead, and now, I'm going to lose my vision on one eye," I mumbled before taking a breath. "I'm a fucking mess,"

"You're not, Yirina," Zasha protested at my remark, shaking their head at this. "You're strong and you know it," They added as they decides to move next to me to my right closely, us looking right in front of us. "We've been through a lot in the past and maybe a lot in the future but we both know that we'll do our best to get it done...we just need some hope," They confessed in a sadder voice at me. "Yiri...Beans...it's hard," They snorted, seeing on their face the first tears coming out of their eyes.

"Zed, don't cry, please," I said to them in a low voice, seeing them cleaning up the falling tears with their hand. "We're going to do this, our hope is coming," I proclaimed before I decides to get my right arm behind their neck, to give them at least some comfort at this hard moment happening...

"We're going to get out of here, I'm promising you that, that's our hope!"

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'Late call' : New chapter for "Redemption in a Spirit in a Cold War" is out !

"Late call"

"I just want to able to live free and away from all of this and for that, I need you !"

Chapter Summary : Without Stone out of the picture and awaiting for the future, Yirina & Park are thinking about the last events before an idea came back......

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I didn't know if I was feeling good or bad but having Park still believing in me even after everything she learned and me too, it's giving me.....some kind of hope, some retribution for my past mistakes. Park is always there for me when I'm feeling so bad and each time, she managed to make me feel better and if sometimes, it's working slowly, it's working for sure. Finding out that me....I was present the day she lost her brother because of Stone, it must have did something inside of her but she's always there for me and for her, I was already forgiven...I will never forget this day now.....

During the day I woke up back from my 2-day sleep, I stayed most of the time in bed, having from time to time visits from Zasha, Portnova & Park only as Greta had to relocated herself last day to the BND headquarters in Munich due to her new orders from her superiors and for Garrett, he asked Park to get transferred to Woods's team, allowing him to go back to Moscow but we all know that he also did this to stay with Song, given to the two relationship....I'm wondering Woods's head when he will see Garrett coming back to Song.....

All the discussion I had for the day was much more focused on ourselves and our personal lifes instead of work and it was better. The night came and it was the moment that Zasha & Portnova were allowed to go to London taking Beans with them, to try to have an normal life with Zasha going to work in the MI6 as an cryptographer on an desk job while Portnova is going to be an math teacher at the University of London as for me, I stayed at the safehouse with Park, not wanting to hurt myself with my shoulder. I know that the two are safe now, away from the Perseus threat while me...I'm still in the front line.

Next day, the 21th of May, it was the last day we were living in that safehouse in West-Berlin before we could go back to London too. The morning, I was the first one to wake up from bed, letting Park sleeping an little before I could go take an good shower, getting myself some new bandages after the shower. Then, I was gone downstairs to the kitchen, to make myself an cup of coffee and preparing Park's one before I got to the living room, sitting on the kitchen....in my thoughts.

"Hi." Park's voice broke me out of my thoughts minutes after I got in the room, she was slowly arriving in the room, fully dressed. "Sleep well, love ?" She asked as she was just next to me before she kiss me on top of my head.

"Yeah, I did sleep good." I replied in an low voice, my head down, looking at the cup of coffee in my hands. "And you ?"

"Same thing." She told me, sounding good as she was staying next to me, not moving at all and getting her hands on my shoulder. "You didn't have anything new ?" She demanded, it was something common now for her about my memories.

"No, nothing." I whispered before I take a quick look at her with an very small grin. "I...I prepared your coffee in the kitchen." I told her, looking at the kitchen direction for her.

"Thanks, Yiri." She smiled at me as she start to walk away to get to the kitchen to have her coffee. For me, I started to look at the dashboard in the room, thinking that now, our mission against Stone is finally over, done for good. "Here I am !" Park exclaimed, returning to the room with her coffee in hands 1 minute after she was gone.

"So...uhm...is this it ?" I started, my eyes still on the dashboard, seeing the big red letters that was now on Stone's picture : K.I.A. "Stone is done." I added silently.

"Yes, it's finished for him." She affirmed to me, deciding to get sit on the same couch, letting her some space on it. "It took years to have him taken down...thanks to you."

"No, I wasn't alone during all of this." I stated, not wanting to brag about myself on it. "It's thanks to you to have led us everyday, it's thanks to Garrett & Greta that we were able to have some leads on him, it's thanks to Zasha that we could put our hands on Sonya Kuzmin, it's thanks to Portnova that we knew of Stone's hideout....and it's thanks to Price & the SAS to have helped us to get it done." I said, recalling her of the long two weeks we have done...long & tiring...."I don't want to be the hero here, I just did what I had to do."

"I know but if you weren't there, Stone would still be living right now." She expressed, putting her left hand behind my right shoulder, avoiding to get me hurt. "You did things that no one could have done."

"Like...shooting myself two bullets in my shoulder to kill an terrorist ?" I tried to scoff around, wanting to have some free thoughts after these long days. Her reaction was to roll her eyes around in an lovely way even if she was an bit troubled to see me with an wounded shoulder. "I know that it was you that needed to pull the trigger against him."

"Yirina, as long that Stone is not here anymore, it's okay." She reassured as I was remembering her own words about Stone's condition before she removed her hand from me, back on her cup of coffee. "He's dead but I don't know how I can really feel about it ? Happiness ? Sadness ?"

"I don't know what to say but you should feel better now." I suggested, having real troubles to think about how she should feel and my words got her eyes on me, looking at me curiously. "I know that revenge never get people back but....you know that they can finally rest in peace for good, the people who hurted them are no more."

"It's true." She nodded to me, biting her bottom lips

"When I will maybe face Perseus himself, I will hear my parents but when it will be done, will they be coming back ?" I thought before taking an deep breath, looking away to the the dashboard. "A lot of good people died and we're there to give them what they want really."

"Like you said, my brother didn't want me to get into this world of spies, sabotage and everything like that but how I was going to make an stand and avenge him ?" She asked rherotically, knowing that I don't have to answer that question....it wasn't an real question. "People around me said that it was an bad choice to engage myself in that path but it was the only way." She said, having my attention back on her as in fact, I was the one who did give her hope of fight. "In fact, I wouldn't be here without your letter.....thank you." She grinned as she was putting down her cup of coffee that was half empty on the table.

"I....I did what I have to do....to give you hope." I whispered, smiling a little to her, her left hand slowly going on my lap as an mean of recomfort. "I know that I did saying this an lot but...I'm sorry for your brother."

"I know...I know." She told as silence was taking over the room after she finish speaking, the two of us in our thoughts and her hand still on my lap. "It's finally done." She said to herself.

"What will happen now ?" I demanded as work wasn't an discussion I had with her, Zasha and even Portnova since last day.

"Well, we will be going back to London, to debrief everything, to have some rest and then, when we're up in good form, we will be awaiting for new orders." She replied, taking an look on the dashboard that was very full of intels...like always. "It will be sure that we will be focused back on Adler himself."

"Shit...." I started in an low voice, hearing his name. "Guess we will have no other choice." She sadly nodded to me about this.

"Both of us know that Adler did the worst things on earth but it will be always the CIA making the orders and for them, Adler is the good guy." She exclaimed, shaking her head to say that Adler was 'good'. Why he would be an 'good' guy ? He's an monster inside and outside and I know that very well....we both know that. "We don't have any choices, we will be maybe going back to Moscow to help Woods & his team."

"And about the team right now ? About Greta ?" I questioned her, wondering about it even if I know an part of the answer.

"Greta has been forced to leave the group, the CIA must have done it, she's not going to come back with us unless she's ordered to do so." Park responded fully to me, making me feel an bit bad about Greta. She's an good woman too even if the beginning with her were kinda weird. "Anyway, it will be only the two of us."

"I know, Zasha & Portnova...it's better that they stay in London in safety." I expressed to her. "It's the only way to keep them safe." I continued, giving my thoughts on it.

"Like I promised, the MI6 will keep an good eye on them, to protect them from anything." She affirmed to me, making me smile as Park always kept her promises to me. I then took my cup to the table, having finish it. "We're going to leave this place in the afternoon to get to London." She said, causing me to look around the place, thinking that it was the last time we were going to be there.

"It's kinda sad to say." I scoffed about it, making her laugh an little. "I started to love the place but still not the town." I pointed to her before I look at her with good eyes, putting my hands on on top of hers that was on my lap. "Thank you to always be here for me."

"You too." She whispered before she decided to kiss me on the lips slowly and I reinforced it until we broke it, having put my arms on her shoulders. "Well, we should take some rest now until we packed up away." I proposed and she nodded before we could stay in that couch to have some peace.

It was suddenly hard to leave this place after spending one week here, this was like an home to me but everything has an end to say. We couldn't stay here forever and work will maybe call us soon to reason....to now save Adler's ass somewhere around the world in the hands of Perseus. We enjoyed to be together alone in that house for the morning and an part of the afternoon before we could finally start to clean up the house of everything from work.

First thing to remove was all the intels that was on the dashboard. During all of this task, I couldn't believe that Harry Stone was no more, killed by me...a new step was done in the fight against Perseus. Then, it was the turn of our belongings : clothes, equipment, my father's belongings too....everything was ending up in bags, put in our car trunk and the things we couldn't take as intels ended up in the archives room of the safehouse.

"Done !" Park breathed as we were finished to put our bags in the car, having taking everything from us. "We closed the house and we're ready to go." She added as she was holding the house keys in her hands, standing up near the trunk.

"Yes, we're good." I whispered in an low voice as I closed down the trunk. During the cleaning up, I was thinking of something that was tracassing me....something I didn't do for an long time. "Uhm....before we go, I need to do something."

"What do you want ?" Park asked me, curious.

"I...I would like to call Freya !" I responded, my hands still on the car and looking down away from Park.

"You want to call her ?" She demanded in an normal voice, getting next to me.

"Yes....been thinking of this since we start to pack up and it's been 2 weeks now." I continued in my answer, it was that something that was tracassing me down. During 2 weeks, I wasn't able to call Freya. "If we can go to an public phonebooth, I can do this." I added, finally looking at Park. "Maybe you don't want to...."

"No, if you need to do this, do it !" She affirmed to me, getting her hand on my left shoulder. "You know that I'm always there to support you, to free Freya from Perseus." She expressed, feeling good inside of me by hearing her words.

"Thanks....we should get to an phonebooth, then." I suggested to her and she nodded, making us move to get to the car, with her driving.

It was better that we took the car to search for an phonebooth as it was allowing us, once I was finished with that call to directly get to the airport instead of going back to the safehouse to get the car and then, going away. Of course, we managed to find an free phonebooth and it happened to be the same one I used 2 weeks ago to call Freya for the first time, just at least two hundred meters from the safehouse.

"It's okay, you got this." Park reassured me as we got out of the car to get to the phonebooth, knowing that the last time I did this, I wasn't feeling well for some days.

"Yeah, I got this." I said to her back before I took an deep breath to enter the phonebooth, Park giving me some money to make the call. "I got this...I got this." I repeated to myself as I was starting to dial Freya's number. "Okay...Bell....bring it on." I whispered also to myself as the phone was slowly ringing....one ring....two ring.....

"Freya Helvig !" A feminine voice said....it was Freya, of course. Hearing it and I took another deep breath.

"It's Bell !" I exclaimed like that, acting up as 'Jess Blackwell' aka 'Bell'

"Yir-...Bell...." She started to said, remembering my warning to not call me by my real name, she was sounding surprised to hear me. "It's been...2 weeks." She added.

"I know but I've got work to do." I told her, keeping an serious voice and for the first time, I wasn't feeling sad to lie....maybe it was Park that was next to the phonebooth, hearing the discussion. "Tracking down Perseus is not easy and didn't give me an lot of time."

"Where are you been, Bell ?" She asked, worried in her voice and bad to adress me as 'Bell'

"Why do you want to know ?" I asked her back, looking at Park who was keeping an eye around.

"Listen...I just want to know...tell me." She repeated her words and I looked at Park who nodded, meaning that I could say something about it.

"Working against Harry Stone." I replied with Park grinning at me. "We managed to kill him after 2 weeks, you may have heard that, 'Wraith'." I adressed to her as 'Wraith', faking that I didn't know her personally....Bell doesn't know her.....

"I heard of it and to say, I'm happy with it." She said, surprising me....more Bell to say....

"Seriously, an Perseus agent happy that another Perseus agent got killed....what an world." I expressed, sounding astonished.

"I hated him and you too." She affirmed, she was right about it, making me curious to know more.

"Okay, so I suppose you want me to know more about who I am in reality." I questioned her, raising an eyebrow. "Tell me more about what I'm supposed to be for you but remember my rule." I continued.

"Fine...fine." Freya whispered, sounding low that I couldn't hear everything from her. "What do...what do you want to know more ?"

"I don't know, you're the one supposed to tell me everything." I said in an harsh tone even if I regret in the second that followed.

"Okay, you worked with the KGB since you were 16 years old....in 1968." She started, getting my full attention on it as Park was also focused on hearing it. "You were the youngest recruit at that time."

"I worked with the KGB ?" I demanded in an stunned tone. "Bullshit."

"Hey, you said you wanted the truth !" Freya was sounding an bit offusqued by me but Bell needs to be like that....not Yirina as she isn't in control. "So, please, let me speak and give you what you want."

"Good, I've got something." I said, having think of something important that just crossed my mind. "Can you talk about Sonya Kuzmin ?"

"Sonya...Sonya Kuzmin ?" She was sounding troubled over the phone.

"Yes, who are they to you ?" I asked, wondering if she was going to tell the truth or lie...like me.

"They...they're an close friend." She told me, making me realize that she was lying, something that Yirina didn't need to know, thinking that I lost my memories. "Been helping me in my work."

"You're sure about this ?" I exclaimed, sure in my words. "We listened to our conversation you got with them an week ago before they were kidnapped by the CIA, freed by the MI6 and taken back by the CIA before Perseus got them free." I continued, telling her of the wholesome day we had to get Sonya. "I know that you're lying."

"No, I...."

"Don't bullshitting me, 'Wraith' !" I raised up my voice, looking at Park who got her eyes wide to me and I raised my shoulders to her, meaning that it was normal. "They told us about you and the relation you got, so tell me the truth."

"Shit....I...we're been dating since 3 years." She answered fully, still lying about the time but this time, I wasn't going to charge at her. "Listen, I can tell you something else." She added, wanting to change the subject."

"Go on !" I whispered.

"Your mother ring....I can tell you that....I've got it back the 13th of January 1981." She expressed, making my eyes go wide....the day I was left for dead. "I witnessed the CIA assault on that airstrip on Turkey but I wasn't able to save you because you wanted to be alone."

"And....what happened ?" I asked in an low voice.

"I...I'm sorry, I took the ring back from you and then, I left before the CIA got back, thinking that you were dead !" She snorted, sad in her voice as me, I was shocked by it....Freya was there that day, she saw me getting shot by Arash Kadivar.... "Yirina, please !"

"You forgot my warning !" I exclaimed, sounding an bit angry even if in me, I was crying in the inside.

"No...I...Yirina...."

"Sorry but this call is finished !" I cut her straight like that before I hang up the phone, ending the call even if I wanted it to continue, I couldn't know more. She must be more saddened about what I did but she's thinking that I'm not myself...and here, I wasn't myself. "Damnit." I breathed as I opened the door of the phonebooth to get to Park who was assisting to all of this.

"I'm sorry to hear that." She apologized but nothing was her fault.

"It's okay....it's just that...to tell she was there that day." I thought, having never think about her presence at all. "Bloody hell, I don't know if it was an good idea."

"For me, as an personal opinion, she could give you more help to retrieve your memories." She admitted and she was right about it even if the calls I had was mostly about already seen memories. "You...you were great, by the way."

"Acting as Bell ? I don't know." I was sounding bad about lying but I didn't have any choices to lie, it was the only way for me. Then, I looked around me, seeing the place for the last time before I took an look on Park....

"Anyway, this was something to do...thank you to be there to assist me for this !"

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'Mysterious person' : New chapter for "Redemption in a Spirit in a Cold War" is out !

"Mysterious person"

Chapter Summary : Yirina is coming back with the team to the safehouse with Sonya...ready to be interrogated....

To read it on AO3, click here !

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Sonya Kuzmin was an relative to Stitch himself and targeting them was maybe going to bring us some big troubles & attention.....that would have prefer to keep away from us but the occasion to put our hands on them was something we couldn't let get away. Thanks to Zasha's last intels they managed to intercept before we met again in three years, we were able to formate an plan to kidnap Sonya right into the center of West-Berlin in the Tiergarten neighborhood since they were always spotted into that sector and it was all perfect....our plan was too perfect to succeed correctly....

And then, out of nowhere and with us who couldn't understand what just happened, another group decided to step forwards from us and do their own moves to kidnap Sonya for themselves. It could have been some local thugs, an Perseus task force because maybe Sonya did fucked up somewhere, maybe it was Stone's mens that wanted to force them to track us down, maybe it could have been the KGB itself or worse, it could have been someone who was working with the West like the BND or big worse, the CIA itself....if so, we're kinda fucked.

However, it was bad for them as we managed to crash their van....well, Garrett & Garrett managed to do that and thanks to that, we were able to put our hands on Sonya, not forgetting that Zasha killed one of the others kidnapers to save me and then, we quickly got away from the scene, hearing the first police cars sirens arriving next to the place. 10 minutes later, we all get back to the safehouse in one car since Garrett or Greta trashed the car they used. Once we were there, I got out first.

"Okay, Zasha, you help me with Greta & Garrett. Park, you take Sonya to the basement." I ordered as I stepped out of the car with Zasha at the same time, I was more like acting like an superior as only me, Zasha & Park were fully operational while the two other....were more dazed by the crash, can still walk normally but it's better to get them well.

"Sounds good." Park exclaimed as she got out of the car, leaving Zasha with free will to act to help Garrett go out of the car, before she got next to the car trunk, hidden from the street sight as Zasha parked the car backwards. "Let's get you somewhere quiet." She added as she was taking Sonya with her, to enter the house from behind as for me, I walked to open the door from Greta's side.

"You're okay, Greta ?" I asked, rhetorically to her as I help her to get out of the car, she was an bit dazed more than Garrett but still awake.

"Mmhm...." She groaned like an yes to me and I know that she was lying an little, seeing her numerous cuts on her face. I helped her by putting her right arm behind me to hold her up and we started to walk to get to the front door, with Zasha helping Garrett in front of me.

"Everything good, Garrett ?" I asked to him and I could see him nodding to me from behind as the two, him & Zasha, arrived in the front porch of the house "We put them in the living room, Zed." I said as we start to enter the house with me closing the door behind before we entered the living room, Zasha already starting to get Garrett on an couch as I moved to get Greta on the other one. "Okay, you two stay here." I pointed at the two their respectives couchs before I looked at Zasha. "Come with me, gonna take everything to heal them."

"Good, lead the way." Zasha told me as I was leaving the living room with them to get to the bathroom upstairs, followed by them. It was there that everything medical has been put for us in case of an mission that goes wrong. We arrived in the bathroom with Zasha staying near the door frame as I was getting everything out. "Like in the good old days, Yirina." They said, crossing their arms.

"Yeah." I grinned as I was getting some dressings out of the drawer. "Well, did we have to patch up someone because they decide to ram their car into a van ?" I asked them, focused and I could see them shook their head.

"No, you were the one who had to patch me in October 1980." They fully replied, getting my attention on them for an second as it was something I didn't know.

"Tell me what happened that day." I demanded with them knowning that all my memories didn't come back and it could help me in case.

"Let's just say I have an knife fight with an Perseus member  who left me the few littles scar I have still now." They showed me the scar they had on their right cheek at their jaw level. "I didn't remember what happened next, however."

"Shit...well, can say that you're still alive to tell me that." I scoffed making them laugh and me too as I was getting the wound disinfectant from the drawer before I decided to show them something that they didn't see : my scars at my heart. I removed the concerned part of the shirt, showing them the cross I have now. "You know the Ku Klux Klan ?" They nodded to me slowly, seeing my scars. "Fucker named Remi Duvall...did this to me before receiving an bullet right into his head."

"Damnit." They whispered, stunned to see that in fact before I put my shirt back in place myself, finishing to have everything out.

"What an life !" I breathed, putting my hands on the dresser and looking myself on the mirror above the sink. "Anyway, let's get this downstairs before two people passed out." I suggested, starting to take some meds in my hands as Zasha was helping me to get some too on their hands before we left the bathroom.

We returned back downstairs quickly, not wanting to deal with two peoples passing out on their couchs as me & Zasha were almost busy to talk and we got back into the living room, Garrett & Greta still operational and needed to be heal. As Zasha took care of Garrett, I decided to take care of Greta by myself. It was a bit hard at the beginning as she was almost complicating my work on her face before I managed to not make her move her head again.

5 minutes I have started, Park came back from the basement, learning to us that Sonya was still knocked out but still alive and now, we just needed to wait that they woke up from the accident by watching an little monitor that I wasn't aware of that was just in the living room, hidden behind the dashboard. Park also gave me an hand to finish to heal Greta well and 10 minutes after that, we were finished to heal the two, now finding themselves laid down on their couchs.

"So...." I started as I leaned myself against the wall next to Garrett couch. I was wondering of something about the event. "Who got the idea to ram the van ?" I asked to Garrett & Greta who pointed at each other. "Oh my god." I whispered to myself, making myself an facepalm.

"What ? It was your idea !" Garrett exclaimed, looking at Greta, his voice sounding low as he was still recovering.

"I just suggested to you to do this, not to make you fully do this." Greta defended, using the same voice as him....it was like two children having an argument and I could see Zasha smiling from it as me & Park were like watching an whole scene of two childrens.

"Maybe but it was your idea." Garrett repeated, sounding relieved that Greta maybe unwillingly said it was her idea.

"Maybe but you're the one who did this." Greta told him before she moved to look away from him. "How I'm going to explain to the BND that my MI6 friend trashed an car from them ?" She questioned to herself.

"Okay, kids, time's up !" Park stepped in, having an bit enough to see the two like fighting, even if she was liking it, putting herself between the two couch. "Anyway, we got Sonya....so mission accomplished, right ?" We all nodded to her.

"Hello ?" We could hear an voice coming through the hidden monitor, meaning that Sonya was finally awake from the accident. "Is there anyone here ?" They asked, sounding pleading.

"They're awake !" I exclaimed as I see Park getting to the dashboard, moving it away to reveal the monitor on, seeing Sonya tied up to an chair with in front of them an table and another chair in the basement. "Time for us to interrogate them."

"You might want to do it, Yirina ?" Park proposed to me as she was finished to move the dashboard away.

"Of course." I replied with an smile before she started to walk towards me.

"Zasha, keep the two under control until I come back....don't want them to have another argument." She ordered to them, mentioning Garrett & Greta as she was taking Sonya's records file on the table before she got next to me. "Follow me." She then start to walk away from the living room, with me behind to get to the basement entrance that was just below the stairs. "Okay, so you try to find anything about Perseus or Stone." She handed me their file.

"Yeah...anything." I looked at their file before I put my free hand on Park's arm that was going to return to the living room. "Uhm....if they're maybe recognizing me....should I play 'Bell' ?" I asked as I didn't know if I really met Sonya before and for that, it was better to take some precautions.

"Okay." She whispered before she gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. "Be aware, okay ?" I nodded to her as she left me to get to the living room, leaving me alone to talk to Sonya.

I took a deep breath as I put my hand on the door handle before I decided myself to open the door, leading to stairs going down. It was going to be my first time that I got into that room, the only room I didn't stepped in since we got here as it was either Garrett or Greta who was doing this part of the job but since the two are trying to recover, it was mine to do. I go down the stairs, each step getting louder in my ears, wondering to myself what could happen in that room.

Was Sonya going to be able to recognize me ? Did we actually met before what happened in Trabzon ? All of these questions inside my head as I was getting closer to get on the basement but all I know now is that I needed to prepare 'Bell' to intervene in case that they're able to have an hint on me. I shook my head rapidly as I arrived down, another door separating me from Sonya. No deep breath and I entered the room, seeing them, looking in front of them, having heard me coming.

"Who are you ?" They asked me sounding curious and angry at the same time as I closed the door behind before I put my eyes on them.

"Is this important to you to know that ?" I said as I approached the table, sitting myself on the free chair and putting the opened file between me & them before I looked around to check the camera that was just behind me at my left. "It's you that needs to talk, not me." I affirmed to them, poking the file.

"Fuck off." They told to me...very rude as I can say....no need to be angry, that's serving to nothing. "Ain't going to tell you shit."

"We will see." I snorted before I looked back at their file, fainting to discovering it for the first time. "Sonya Kuzmin, born in Russia, exact place of birth is classified, relative to Vikhor Kuzmin also said 'Stitch', worked for Perseus....."

"Okay, that's nice from you to read up my records." They smirked at me, stopping at reading their file again that I put back on the table. "I'm flattered but...uhm....where does that bring you exactly ?" They questioned me.

"In fact, we need you to talk about an lot of things because we have plenty of time for you." I replied, affirming my position as I crossed my arms on the table. "It will be very long until Stitch tries to save you."

"Pfff....my brother ?" They sniffed at hearing me saying that. "He's more going to act like an little girl.....I remember an story that said that someone broke his arm in half." They added, making me an very small grin as in the inside, I was quite surprised to hear the story of having break Stitch arm did make an lot of noises inside Perseus....my name never mentioned, that's better. "And to say, he's kinda dumb."

"Anyway." I whispered harshly, taking back my seriousness. "You might want to talk about Harry Stone to me."

"That british cunt used to be an fucking SAS soldier ?" They started, biting an part of their lips and looking away with their eyes. "You want me to tell you that he's only stupid as hell and more dumber than my brother." They continued, smiling about that as for me, I was keeping an straight face to them...staying serious. "Guy can't even act normally with those who worked for him....can say that the MI6 really want to get his ass down." My eyes went wide at this. "By that, your accent....betrayed you."

"At least, you know about that but it isn't the subject here." I admitted as I streched my fingers inside my arms. "What is he preparing exactly ?" I asked as they breathed away. "What is he doing with 2 nuclears bombs that he stoled ?"

"Aaah....might be the only thing I will say clearly about him..." They said, surprising me as they stated that they wouldn't talk to me. "Stone has given one of the nukes to Stitch as he kept one for his personal use." They responded, giving an chill in me : bringing down Stone will only save an city or an big place as Stitch has been given another bomb. "But now, Stitch is busy torturing the man who got his left eye out instead of playing with the bomb." They added, referring to Adler.

"Where's Stone and where's Adler ?" I asked, saying his name directly and they laughed

"Like I'm going to tell you, redhead bitch !" They told me with an sarcastic voice, wanting me to punch them but in fact, I wasn't going to play their games....but they were going to play one, thinking of something.

"If you don't want to say an thing about that...."  I started, slowly rolling my eyes to the ceilling before leaning myself on the chair. "Maybe, we can talk about.....Freya Helvig said....'Wraith'." I smiled at them as their eyes goes wide, I would have like to see the reactions from the other upstairs but better to stay focused. "Tell me, when you two have started dating ?"

"What ? I don't even know....."

"Don't bullshitting me, Sonya." I cut them straight gently, sounding calm. "We heard your calls to Stone & Freya today." I added, looking sure as they were stressed to be here. "So, answer my question."

"Well..." They looked away for an second before looking back at me, taking a deep breath. "Since you heard me, we started dating four years ago. Why do you want to know ?"

"To say, we were quite surprised to hear that you were with Wraith." I responded as I wanted to know more....but it could have exposed me to them....better to take things slow. "I heard rumors that explained that Wraith was with someone else before you, it's right ?" I asked, holding my head with my right hand, looking curious.....even if I already know the response in me.

"It's just rumors..." They breathed and in me, I was like trying to not get myself angry.....why I should be even if Sonya at that time stole Freya from me ?...all of this were the past now for me.....They then start to laugh slowly. "To say that one day, I could say to her that I was rescued by the MI6 from the CIA." My eyes went wide again at hearing this.....are the people in the van CIA ?

"What do you mean ?" I questioned her, finding myself like frozen in place.

"What ? You didn't know ?" They smiled at me, happy about that. "You didn't even realize that you foiled an CIA kidnapping on me and instead, it's the MI6 who are doing this." After I heard this from them, I started to hear someone getting downstairs and the door behind me quickly opened, revealing Zash, a bit panicked.

"Got an problem upstairs !" They exclaimed, holding the door with one hand. "Let's just say that the CIA tracked us down." I closed my eyes, meaning that we're in deep shit....Zasha killed an CIA agent and we didn't know that. I got up from my chairs, opening back my eyes as I see Sonya getting stressed to learn that the CIA was here.

"Keep yourselves down." I ordered them, pointing at them before I walked away from the table, taking their file with me as I joined Zasha to get back upstairs, leaving Sonya alone.

During the way back on top, I could see Zasha stressed as hell, having just learned that the person they killed was in fact an CIA agent and with now, the CIA knowning that we're here, we could all say that we were in an big trouble....just wondering about how the CIA was able to track us down here but they were either able to follow us or...well, I couldn't think right as we got back on the ground level, leaving the basement stairs and going to the living room. There were at least 4 CIA agents in here : two staying near the front door and two in the living room.

"Do you realize that you foiled an important CIA operation ?" An CIA agent with sunglasses...not Adler....adressed himself to Park, standing up and facing her upfront. "Sonya Kuzmin is an important asset for-...."

"It's not our fault if you are not capable of showing us that you were working on them." Park defended us from him, angry. "Your agents tried to kill us."

"Oh, yeah ?" The man shouted to her face. "So, explain why one of my agents is dead with 3 bullets in him ?" I could see him clenching his fists before I stepped in, putting myself between her and him.

"Maybe because they were stubborn to tell us they were CIA." I exclaimed, now with me facing the guy, angry. I could see the angriness on his face too. "You were the one who foiled an MI6 operation and the one to blame."

"Oh, you must be the brainwashed russian bitch that Adler...." He didn't have time to finish that he received an punch....by Park herself right into the guts, making him fall back until the other CIA agent tried to reach for his gun but Garrett acted first, jumping from its couch as he was laid down on it, getting right into the other agent path, having draw his gun to him.

"Deep breath, son." Garrett whispered to the guy who stopped himself in his path, getting holded at gunpoint right between the eyes.

"Why are they here ?" I asked to Park as I looked to the CIA agent that she just punched in the chest.

"They want Sonya to go with them." She replied, sounding in an low voice.

"It's impossible, we worked our asses since last day and...and they're in the MI6 custody now." Zasha protested against that as they have intels about Sonya since days.

"Oh, you think so ?" The CIA chief returned back to his feets, looking at Zasha with an smirk. "Who are you by the way ?" He asked them.

"That's not your interest, dipshit." I proclaimed to his face with him knowning that we can all punch him now.....but an bloodbath here is not an good idea. "Why do you want Sonya ?"

"That mission was prepared for days...orders from Jason Hudson !" He responded and to be honest, I knew that Hudson was going to fuck us one day....must have been following our mission. "Sonya Kuzmin can tell us where's Russell Adler and we leave this place with them, end of the story !" He confirmed his point of view to us, finding ourselves blocked : we got Sonya by ourselves but the CIA is pressuring us to have them back. In me, I was laughing as these guys hoped to make Sonya talk. "So, you gave them to us before we stormed this place with our guns and blame your deaths on Perseus."

"That's blackmailling ?"Park seems offusqued by that and faced the man again, me moving asie for her "I almost got my friends killed for nothing ?"

"Yes so you have 5 minutes to let us have Sonya before we put our plan in motion." He repeated to her face, smirking as Park looked away, sniffing and troubled....I could see that she got no other choices.

"Fine !" She whispered to him, looking at her feets. "They're in the basement, you got 2 minutes to take them with you before I change my mind." She added, snorting as she decided to get sit on an free seat next to Garrett couch as both CIA agents start to leave the living room to get to the basement and us....staying in the living room as we could see Sonya get taken away, a bag on their head before the CIA douchebags left this place....and us alive and kinda angry. "I'm sorry." Park breathed to us, blaming herself to have let the CIA win the argument.

"Those fuckers never change, it's not your fault, Park !" Garrett intervened, getting back on his couch, not even angry about Park's decision. "Always thinking that they're rulling everywhere."

"He's right." Greta added to his statement. "Because of them, all of our work today was for nothing...and it's not our fault." She continued, reassuring a bit Park.

"Yeah but....we are now almost without an perfect lead against Stone & Perseus." Park expressed before I moved next to her.

"No, we still have Portnova in Moscow...and now, we know that Stitch has an nuke, given by Stone." I affirmed to her, tapping her shoulder in an lovely way, giving her an smile before I moved to get to the dashboard. "She can tell us about what Stone is planning." I looked at Zasha, a bit stressed at talking about Portnova. "You're okay to come back to Moscow ?"

"Well, since I'm with you, I'm more than just okay. I'm in." They replied, sure of themselves as I smiled about it. We both couldn't come back to the USSR without having Perseus eyes on us and since we got Park and her friends with us, those eyes will have an hard time to find us."If I can find my Yiri again...."

"Then, we can prepare ourselves to go to Moscow." Park proposed as she got up from her own seat and we all nodded to her as Garrett & Greta start to slowly move from their couchs to get up as I moved away from the dashboard to get next to Park, taking a deep breath of the day we just had....an long and unexpected one to be honest. We just needed now to focus no more on what happened with the CIA in this place.....

"Well....it's time for us to go back to the east side of the Iron Curtain !"