🇺🇸Let's Be Spies!🇷🇺

Part 3 of 3

With our success to find a way in, I laid on my side of the bed, holding my gaze to the darkened wall. I was overjoyed to have gotten that vent cover off, I was glad I had helped in some way, but nervousness still ate away at me. I couldn't believe that tomorrow was the day. It only felt like yesterday that I had dropped my stuff down in our new hotel room, and now, we were leaving tomorrow with evidence of our demise.

When the time came to wake up, we'd have to be ready to get the train, climb the building without getting caught, and break in. All of it had to be done before our trip back to America, and finally back to the familiarity of our old town. I was going to miss this place, where the chains of our broken society didn't hold me back, and the freedom of speaking my own language surrounded me. I saw this trip as more of a vacation than anything.. my ticket to a short lived safe space, but when morning came, we'd have to finally do this, we were going to ruin our protection behind the barrier of unknown identities.

"Tomorrow.. it really is happening." I murmured and turned around, facing Dubnium's silhouette in bed beside me. I heard her whisper return mine.

"Tomorrow is the day. I packed our break-in stuff for tomorrow besides that recorder you own, while you were getting ready for bed, we'll have to get up early so we can get luggage together and get train ride. The first train is at five in morning," I heard the blankets shift as she faced me. "Are you nervous?"

"Yes.. I'm just worried about what's going to happen.. we haven't explored those vents yet, and we don't know how long we're going to be looking for.. what if we get caught, or.. what if we miss the plane..?"

"Look, Moscovium," She stopped my worries as she turned away, facing into the pillow opposite to me. "We have planned this all week, we have everything we need to do this, including clocks to make sure we are on time. All you need to do is get that tape recorder from bag tomorrow and we will be set. You do not need to worry, all we need is to get evidence, in and out, right?" Her words brought me into a false sense of security, even if she was correct. I used her reassurance to soothe me to sleep, but something within me knew the difference.

With a sigh, I agreed, "Right."

I was rudely awaken by Dubnium vigorously shaking me back and forth, her face already stressed. I jumped out of bed, dizzy and panicked. I was unable to keep up as she threw my clothes to me and aggressively pushed her stuff back into her bag.

"Come on! Get ready, I slept in and so did you, we have to go, the train is leaving in ten minutes! We need to get dressed and down to station now, finish off milk in carton so I can throw it away," I quickly ripped off my night clothes and jumped into the track suit, then quickly back into the main room where I desperately tried to chug down the ice cold drink. Dubnium was throwing all my stuff in my suitcase, wrapping the glass trinkets in the wall decor and pushing everything else in before zipping it up. I finished off the milk before she yanked the black backpack off the ground dragged me out of the room and out of the hotel. I had to practically chase her to the subway station and down the stairs. We didn't even have time to double check if we had everything, but she said she packed the night before, and I trusted her. Just as we got there, the train was there and it was departing! Fuck! Dubnium yelled out, "The doors are going to close come on!" She pushed way past me and into the closing doors, looking back to still see me running for the subway. I could see the horror on her face through the crack in the door. I wasn't going to make it.. I uselessly went to jump into the closed subway before I saw her hands pull the door open to let me fly in.

I came crashing to the ground, sliding against the floor to hit the other wall. It shook the entire section of the train before the doors sealed and we began move. I could feel the eyes watching me, but I didn't care. I was so happy to be in the train, even if I was face first on the ground.