𝑩𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒍 //𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚 𝑲𝒊𝒅𝒔 𝑭𝑭//

~𝟯𝟮~

That night, I snatched the letter off the counter when I went up to my room, hiding it in my pants pocket. It felt like the letter was burning a hole in the fabric. When I got to my room, I closed the door and locked it, sitting on my bed. I contemplated whether I should open the letter or just throw it away and ignore it, but then I remembered my previous commander's threat. Let's just say, your friend Han won't be the only one in hospital. I took the letter out of my pocket and held it face down, too afraid to look. Finally, my nerves got the better of me and I turned it around, having to read it a few times before it sunk in.

This USB-drive contains information from overseas. I want you to go through it and see if any of it would be of use to a drug-syndicate. If nothing is of use, destroy it. If it can be used, keep it safe. Next week, you'll get information on what to do with it.

P.S. I'll know if you just threw it away. So be smart.

I took the letter and crumpled it up in my hand, throwing it against the wall and swearing under my breath. I dropped my head into my hands, resting my elbows on my knees. I heard a knock on my door but ignored it. When it got more persistent, I got annoyed, flinging the door open, only to soften my gaze at Seungmin standing in front of me. He offered me a small smile and I welcomed him into my room. I took a seat on my bed next to him. I couldn't see the flash drive, but I hoped he couldn't see it either.

"You left really quickly, so I just wanted to ask if something was wrong?"

"I just had to go to the bathroom. But I'm okay."

I didn't sound as convincing as usual. I could see it in Seungmin's face; that he didn't believe me. But surprisingly, he dropped it. He got up off my bed and moved to the door. I followed. He turned around and gave me a hug to say goodnight.

"I know you're hiding something. I just wanted you to know that, if you don't want to talk to us about it, at least talk to someone. It'll do you good," he whispered before pulling away. I nodded as he turned to go to his room. With the letter's words in the back of my head, I climbed into bed. Sleep never came. Only anxiety and fear; my demons being the only things keeping me company.

...

For the next six days, my anxiety ate me up. I had gone through the information on the USB and made a copy for in case I wanted to give it to the authorities, but what I saw kept me up at night. I wanted so badly to tell the boys, but I knew if I told them any more than I already did, they'd be in even more danger than they already were. I had gotten most of the boys to run diagnostics on their comms, all of which came back positive. The only person I hadn't checked yet was Han. We all got new comms with stronger security systems, but I was almost sure there was another listening device somewhere. I could sense the boys were getting worried. They checked up on me whenever I stayed quiet for a little too long or when I went to my room for anything except sleep. It made me stressed. So I decided to go see Han. Just to get my mind off of everything.

When I got there, he was staring at the wall, looking extremely bored. But, as usual, when he saw me his eyes lit up. I dragged a chair next to his bed.

"You look very bored," I told him, and he nodded.

"I just want to go home and see you guys again. It's so boring around here. There's nothing to do."

"And what happened to the girl? The one you told us about."

"They moved her out after her surgery. I think something went wrong, so they put her in ICU. At least that's what I think. Maybe she just didn't want to be roommates with me. Or maybe she has a boyfriend."

He looked extremely distraught at the thought.

"Maybe they just released her. Or they moved her to another hospital for different treatment. I'm sure nothing bad happened."

"Yeah, you're probably right. Oh, I didn't even ask. What brings you here?"

"Stress and the need for some time out of the house."

"Why? Did something happen?"

I didn't want to, but I found myself telling Han everything. About the letters and the threats. About us being in jail. About the tugging feeling in my gut on the mission. About my suspicions about the missions. He just sat quietly and listened, not once looking away from me. I found it very endearing how he listened so intently. When I finished, I sighed, dropping my head onto his bed. I felt him gently rub over my hair. I sat back up again when he cleared his throat.

"Gosh, you had quite a rough couple of weeks. I wish I could make you feel better or help you. You must be exhausted."

"Yeah. But it really helped to tell someone. My load feels a lot lighter. Thanks."

"No problem. I'm here for you if you need me."

"Same here. Have you heard anything about when you're getting out of here?"

"Yes. I'm having my first solid food tomorrow. Then I have to stay for two or three more days for around the clock monitoring. After that, I should be free to go."

"Oh, wow. You must be ecstatic about getting out of here."

"Yeah. I can't wait to sleep in my own bed again."

We laughed. Then he stopped suddenly. He seemed like he was thinking.

"You know how you said they would give you information on where to take the drive? Well-"

Before he could finish, I clasped my hand over his mouth, shutting him up. When I had signalled him not to speak, I pulled my hand away and grabbed his wrist. He had been able to keep his comm on in hospital. I took it off and ran the diagnostics program. I clenched my fist as I waited for the result. It felt like forever had passed when the screen finally flashed green. There was no intrusion. His tracker was clean. I put my hand on my chest and heaved out a sigh.

"Why did you stop me?"

"You know how I told you the commander was listening in on us. He was listening through the comms. But luckily, yours wasn't hacked. Sorry about cutting you off like that, though."

"No, it's okay. But back to what I was saying, if you tell Chan and the others, you might be able to catch the guy when you go deliver the drive."

"Do you think it'll work?"

"Sure, why not?"

"He was one of the best agents in his company."

"He hasn't met Chan."

He gave me a smirk, and I smiled. It set me at ease to know he had my back without judging my decisions. It made me more confident. And it made me more comfortable with the idea of telling them about my past one day; knowing he wouldn't judge me or be mean. But that comfort was short lived, washed away when I thought about what he did to me. And I wondered, would the rest be as understanding? Or would they kick me off the team for the person I was underneath?

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A/N

Sorry for leaving you guys on a cliffhanger the previous chapter. Hope this one makes up for it just a tiny bit :P

What will Ava do about the USB-drive? Will she keep it a secret, or end up telling the rest of they boys? I guess you guys will just have to wait and see ;)