Chapter 27

                                    

                                          
Warning: it gets a little violent
"I'm...sorry?" I say. "You want to leave right now? But..."
"I know I said in a couple of days, but...well I can't spoil it but I have a small surprise waiting for you when we get to where I want to bring you." I glance back at the door, wondering if I should just open it and let them tackle this guy to the ground before he has a chance of escape, but the Spy puts a hand on my shoulder.
"Medic is right outside. If we leave now, he'd for sure know. I don't want to get you in trouble, remember?" The fake smile on his face falters a bit. Did he not know, or was it clear that I was leaving out that I saw the real Red Spy? "I-I want to go, just... Can it wait a little longer? I was more prepared for a couple of days, not tonight." 
He moves himself to the side a little, and looks behind me to the door. I shuffle in front of him again, desperate to not let him see through the crack in the door. "Spy?" I say, a little louder. Maybe if he hears me from beyond the door, he and Medic can help? 
The Blu Spy's cold eyes slowly look down at me. His smile is completely gone, and he looks just like the Red Spy as his iconic grimace pulls his cheeks downward. He knows.
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Spy's ears perk up at the sound of her muffled voice on the other side of the door. She wasn't surprised that she was listening, but he was a disappointed that she would do something so clumsy as to speak so obviously behind the door. He focuses on Medic again. 
"I understand that she could be useful, but I doubt she's capable of doing your job, especially in her condition. You said we have a day to brief her on this plan?" Medic caresses his chin thoughtfully, considering everything Spy had just said.
"It won't be perfect, but if she's being invited, I say we take what chances we can get on completing the mission." He looks back at the door and glances between the small crack in the middle, hoping to catch Y/n's gaze. To his surprise, he seems to catch his own gaze. Except it isn't his own. 
Without hesitation, he reaches for the revolver inside of his coat. Medic sees this and quickly finds his own weapon, looking at Spy with a focused look.
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I'm suddenly pulled into a tight embrace, which I just as quickly try to fight. He pushes my face into his chest so whatever I blurt out is muffled by his cigarette smoke scented vest.
"Shh... It's okay." He chuckles as he shushes me, and he pushes me backwards, walking with me. "It looks like I don't have enough time to persuade, so I'll have to bring you by force. But don't worry." My heel taps something on the floor, distinctly metallic. I gasp in the bitter scent again. "We'll get there in record time." 
The teleporter revs up, and I push my head out of his chest and see Spy and Medic both bust through the double doors of the ward. I reach out but before I do, my vision goes red and black like static for a moment. I feel my body, vibrating all over, almost like the feeling of my leg falling asleep, but all over. The next second, the room is completely different. 
I'm almost out of it after going through the teleporter. Is this how it's supposed to feel? I can barely stand, and I instinctively grab whatever is near to try to stay standing. The Blu Spy, grabs me with one arm, doing something with the other. Suddenly, sparks of electricity begin to fly, and looking down I notice the teleporter is busted. 
He doesn't say anything as he puts away his pocket watch and focuses on getting me to move. "Stop...!" My voice is loud in my head, but it seems like Spy did even hear me, instead pulling out something cold and hard, and shoving it under my chin. I immediately recognize the barrel of the gun and my eyes go wide. My vision was still blurred, but I comply by not resisting any further.
"I don't have time for this." He says through his teeth. Go outside and keep your mouth shut, you understand?" His sweet and gentle accent wasn't there anymore. He didn't even sound French. I nodded anyways. He doesn't faltered as he shoves me quickly out into a pair of doors, leading me outside, where a car was slowly pulling into the dirt in front of us. "Go! To the car!" 
I look at his angry face and the car, and become much more scared. Uncloaked, his face was scarred, and he had an eye missing. I hardly even recognized him as the Blu Spy. Im shoved into the back seat of a van, and I hear an assortment of voices, some familiar, some not quite. They seemed surprised to see me being treated so violently, but I felt a large hand go under my shoulder and pull me further into the van, then some sort of cloth going over my mouth and nose. 
I retaliate out of fear, but that only made the chloroform act quicker. I was suddenly out of it and the black consumed my vision.
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"It's sapped!" Spy turns to Medic, then pushes him aside. "Damn it, that bastard is getting away with her!" He was through the double doors in an instant. Medic just as quickly followed with a furrowed brow. 
Dashing toward the bases side exit, the men see the Blu Spy pushing Y/n out of the doors forcefully. Medic was the first to start shooting, missing the Blu's calf by just a hair due to how fast he was running. 
"Spy!" Medic yelled. Spy was already ahead of him, busting through the doors.
He wasn't expecting the entire squad of men in a van behind the doors. Y/n was already being dragged inside. Spy shot again at the Blu menace that put his hands on the girl, and this time, he could see the doppelganger wince at the pain, and the blood gush out of the new hole in his thigh. 
Before he could do anything else however, the door to the van was quickly closed and the tires of the van slung the New Mexico dirt in the Reds' direction. Spy kept shooting, hoping to get a tire or a window, but the Blu van was further than they could reach on foot. 
"Spy!" Medic panted, running up to the Frenchmen. "We must go. We need to tell the others and figure out a plan."
Spy didn't look back at the Medic. His thoughts were becoming more confusing the longer he watched the van tear off. Was that Blu menace waiting for the opportunity to get her alone? He must have triggered all of this by trying to confront the doctor. And now she was in far worse danger.
He sighs, and pulls out a cigarette.
"Let's go." He says, whipping around and walking back toward the base. Medic follows quickly behind once again.