Silence was something I'd gotten too used to while being around Jungkook. I guess my words aren't always easy to respond to though.

"I'm just really tired," I rubbed my eyes, I hadn't done anything to be tired. But it felt like my mind had been running a marathon, that's how exhausted I was.

"C'mon Agent 001, stop being such a lazy bum, you can't be like this if we're going to fight Shadow tomorrow," Jungkook replied, making me chuckle. "You're right you're right," I said, lazily getting up as I stretched. If I was going to be locked up for the remainder of today, I might as well exercise.

"You know, I don't understand how you're so sure I won't just kill you as a punishment for locking me in here when you let me out," I spoke, getting down to do some push ups. "Because you know you need me, and deep down you want me to part of something good, because you think there's still redemption left for me, don't you Yeol?" He uttered making me clench my jaw mid push up.

"You don't have the right to call me that anymore," I replied, continuing my exercise without sparing him a glance. "I don't have the right to do many things but we both know I've never been one to abide by the rules. We have that in common Yeol," he purposely called me that again knowing it'd tick me off. I ignored him, fully focusing on the push ups, increasing the speed in anger.

"You're doing so well baby," I could see him from the corner of my eyes, kneeling down beside the cell wall. "That's something I said a lot during sex isn't it, it was my favourite lie to tell you, baby," I responded breathlessly, slightly smirking because I knew I was hitting his pride.

"Right right, lies. Just like the way I lied to you for an entire year? C'mon Byeol, you're a con artist, you must've known. Did your love for me cause you to be so stupid?" He chuckled making me completely pause my exercise, punching the ground before getting up with sweat dripping down.

"Shut up," I glared, "awh I hit a soft spot didn't I? Am I hurting your feelings?" He pouted sarcastically. "In order for you to hurt my feelings I'd need a heart and I don't have one. I gave it to the fool standing before me, the same fool I took a bullet for. I regret it all and if put back in that position I'd never do it again," I spat. "Do you want me to give your heart back?" He asked softly, "go on." I replied shortly, watching him smile as he stepped closer to the cell wall, staring me straight in the eyes.

"I'll give it back one day. Not yet though. Not until I stick another hundred bullets in it, not until I hurt it in every way I know you fear. Not until I love it back, slowly, intimately, only to destroy it again in the palm of my hands because you've given me the power to do so," he finished, proud of himself. I internally gasped at his words, not showing any reaction on the outside. I slightly smirked, reducing the distance between me and him.

"Say that again it sounded good."

At this point we both had sinister thoughts disguised by the fake smiles. Once again tension built, our stares practically ripping into each other.

"I hate you," he rolled his eyes, facing away from me as I bent down to get a bottle of water. Right then a wave of pain ran over my heart.

Jungkook turned around immediately after hearing the coughs and sounds of struggling to breath. "Byeol, take the meds now, they're right there," he ordered me but I ignored him. "STOP BEING CHILDISH BYEOL TAKE THE FUCKING MEDICINE," he yelled, punching the jail wall angrily.

"This woman is going to be the death of me," he cursed under his breath, quickly grabbing the keys for the cell door. He reached for the medicine, but I knocked it out his hands, dropping all the pieces out. "BYEOL!" He was highly worried because after all my suicidal talk he assumed I wasn't taking the medicine on purpose.

"I DON'T NEED IT!" I screamed at him, coughing and coughing while I hit his chest. He firmly held my hands at my side, hugging me from the back, "stop acting like this," he tried to sound like he was commanding me but the tremble in his voice and tone showed it was a plead. I yanked my hands out of his grip, flipping him over as I pressed my knee on his stomach.

"Oh... c'mon Euphoria," I sobbed before relaxing my face completely, watching him mentally face palm at his weakness, realising I was just doing what I do best. Acting.

"You didn't see that coming?"

I punched him in the face, so hard that I knocked him unconscious. I got up, leaving him in the cell as I took my opportunity to get the fuck out of here. We were going to work together to take down Shadow yes, but this isn't his game. He doesn't get to keep me in a cell till he needs me, that's not how things run with me.

His men were right outside the door, immediately trying to swing for me when they saw me out of captivity. I easily tore through all of them, by the end of it I was trying to find a place to walk through all the bodies. They weren't dead, not quite.

I grabbed my shoes and jacket, walking out the place like I owned it.

I had shit to do.

Although I was far from home, I had figured out where I was and how to get back while sitting inside the cell. The sounds of such thick wind and waves could only mean we were in the countryside. A car pulled up near me, the window rolling down to reveal a familiar face.

"You look more dead inside than usual,"

Taehyung chuckled as I sat inside the car, "and you look like the bitch who got tricked alongside me. Aren't we the bestest of friends?" I rolled my eyes as he drove off. "There was no way for us to know," he shrugged driving until we reached a certain destination. I went out the car alone, walking into the place silently. I entered the room, immediately pausing the heartbeats of the people inside.

"This really is, nothing personal boys,"

I smiled, clapping my hands as a sign for my agents to enter behind me. I watched them arrest the boys, the agents weren't actually part of the CIS, just my own seperate team that helped me do things on the low. The boys weren't going to be taken into the CIS, I just wanted them to know nothing was going to stop me from doing my job. Just like their loyalty lies with Jungkook, mine lies with what's right.

I was just going to get them out of my way, somewhere Jungkook wouldn't find them. Somewhere he couldn't use them against me.

I walked out the place after they were taken into a van, I sat with Taehyung who was already prepared to drive to the next destination. "Are you sure?" He asked me softly. I just nodded while looking the other way. If I was going to die, I didn't want to die with regrets.

"If you want me to turn around and drive far far away, I can do it," Tae told me as we arrived. "I can do it," I smiled faintly, stepping out the car. I walked until I found what I wanted to see, my parents.

I had kept an eye on them since I found them last year, I never communicated with them. My pride wouldn't let me. I wasn't going to be all happy and sunshine after all they put me through. But it was time to throw that pride away, because even with all the luxury around me, time was something I didn't have.

"Hi."

I was already biting the inside of my cheek, fiddling with my fingers. I watched their eyes instantly light up at seeing their daughter, attempting to run closer to me but watching me slightly gasp and take a step back made them hesitate. "Please stay there," I spoke.

"I hated you. I resented you for leaving me, in a country where you were the only people I had. And then having the audacity to try talk to me like you'd done all you could for me. I had a handful of memories that I treasured, that I wrote down so I wouldn't forget you. I don't wish you to imagine what I went through, because I promise everything than you can think of is probably nothing compared to what actually happened." I began, watching their eyes pool with guilt.

"But I'm not here to rant, and make you feel horrible, because I can see from the looks on your faces that you feel like shit for what you did. And I'm not going to stand here and tell you that it's ok, that I forgive you, because that only happens in the movies. I can never forgive you for what you did, but I'm willing to stand here, forget everything for a moment and let my craving of your embrace take over." I spoke with trembling lips.

"Is that ok?" I tilted my head with the sad smile of the child that used to see those parents as a role model. They nodded, their tears falling down in sync while I still refused to let mine fall. I first stepped towards my mum, hesitantly throwing my arms around her, feeling her instantly hug my waist like there was no tomorrow.

Her tears damped my shoulder, while I could hear my heartbeat calm down in her arms. That was the magic of a mother's scent. "My baby my baby, I'm so sorry," she patted my back. I let go and paused, looking at my father's face as I smiled, I was a daddy's girl. He was my everything.

As soon as I hugged him the tears came rolling down, I didn't make a sound though, I forgot I was allowed to cry aloud.

It had been around 18 years since I'd last hugged them. 18 years since they left an innocent girl behind, but the person they were hugging now was nothing less than a monster.

I pulled out of the hug, forcing myself to relax my face as if he didn't feel the shaking of my entire body while I cried in his arms. "Stay healthy, stay safe, stay happy," I patted both of them on the shoulder.

"You too baby," my father ruffled my hair immediately making me want to cry again. I felt like his little girl again. Although I wasn't, I was everything but his little girl.

"I'll get going now," I took a step back before turning around, slowly walking away.

"Say hi to Jaechan for us,"

Pause.

I leisurely turned my entire body around, mind full of absurd thoughts.

"What did you just say?"

"I said say hi to Jaechan? The boy you sent to us on your behalf every day?" My mother tilted her head confusedly.

"I didn't send anyone. How did he look? Describe him, his eyes h-his hair his personality," I was coming to the realisation that Shadow were messing with my head. And they knew of my parents. Endangering them.

"His eyes were- his hair was... I don't, I don't remember," my mum's face curled up into confusion. "What do you mean you don't remember?" I sighed. "There are people messing with your heads, there will be people who pose to be people they aren't. There is no Jaechan," I explained.

"Yes there is-"

"THERE WAS. I killed him. Jaechan is dead," I was close to losing my mind, fucking Shadow. How do they even know about Jaechan? My mother leaned closer, giving me the opportunity to look into her eyes properly, detecting the hypnosis she was under. She moved closer to my ear, slightly smirking while she whispered something that sent chills down my spine.

"No he isn't."