**In the chapter I switch between each characters POV**

Elizabeth's POV

"Well then Lads, this is going to be a long flight" I sighed.

"Oi, It is mates, looks like we need some tea and crumpets" mimicked Pepe

"oh my gosh! I don't sound like that!"

"Oh, but you do Lizzie" he chuckled

I crossed my arms and looked out of the window. we were high above the cloud layer now, the sky basked in a sunset glow.

"Do you really think flying is a good idea, considering that Pepe and I have both been involved in flying accidents this past month?" questioned Adrijan as he walked over and sat across from me.

I hated myself for thinking this but he is utterly handsome. His black hair ruffled into a slight quiff. He was wearing a black suit which complimented him perfectly with matching shoes. His eyes stared at me, alive with passion. He was drop dead gorgeous.

I suddenly felt myself staring into space and was brought back to reality by him calling my name

"Lizzie?" He called softly

"W....What was the question?" I stuttered, slightly embarrassed I was having these feelings for Adrijan.

Before Adrijan could repeat the question he was interrupted by Pierre.

"Flying is the safest way. We could be easily detected by car and boat. Flying makes it harder for them to get to us." He answered sternly.

There was definitely something wrong with Pierre but I can't put my finger on it. He mentioned family problems earlier so could that be it?

"Lighten up Amigo, Let loose and have a little fun!" Pepe chimed

Pierre just turned around and walked to the business class section. For a private jet this could accommodate a lot of people.

I gave Pepe a stern look and he shrugged. I stood up and followed Pierre. Maybe could help him?

Pierre's POV:

I couldn't wait to get of this plane. I stomped into the business section a slumped into one of the chairs. I was so angry and I couldn't help it but working with other people always made me tense. I wish I had never decided to come on this stupid mission. I hated myself for leaving Abella.

I suddenly heard footsteps coming down the aisle and I ducked behind the chair. I just wanted to be alone and couldn't bee seen in such a state.

The footsteps stopped and I breathed a sigh of relief. As I sat back in my chair I came face to face with Elizabeth.

"Um....Bonsoir?" I said, embarrassed that I had been caught hiding.

Elizabeth sat in the chair next to me and looked me straight in the eye.

"Pierre, Are you ok? I'm worried about you" she asked with a concerned look

"Elizabeth, please don't worry, It's just family problems that's all" I replied, fiddling with my hands.

Elizabeth looked down at my hands and knew I was struggling to explain.

"Anything I can help with?" she wondered, placing a comforting hand on my arm.

"It's a long story" I explained trying to change the subject.

"This is a five hour flight" she stated.

"Well....you see.. My wife and I... well soon to be ex-wife...." I stuttered

Elizabeth squeezed my arm and motioned for me to continue.

The story of how my wife left me for another man came pouring out. All the details, like how I found out she was cheating and the custody battle of Abella. My wife wanted full custody and I had battled against that. Finally after a short while I had finished.

After a deadly silence Elizabeth spoke.

"You still love her don't you?"

I nodded, too ashamed to look her in the eye.

"You know it takes courage for someone to admit that. I can tell it's not easy for you to show your feelings. It takes a lot of bravery and trust for a man to share his most inner thoughts, especially with someone he as barely known for two weeks."

I raised my head and looked her in the eye.

"Even though she has moved on you haven't. It's harder for you. Almost as though a part of you is missing since the separation. You tried to fight for your marriage, even retiring to get closer to her and you have continued fighting throughout the separation and the custody battle. I can tell you have a great love for your daughter. You didn't want to lose her as she is all you have left. she is a reminder of what you once had with your wife and If you lose Abella you will lose another part of yourself."

A lonely tear trickled down my cheek as I tried to hold them back. Elizabeth was right about everything. About how I couldn't let go of my past and that I had lost a part of myself when my I split with my wife. It all made sense now.

I wiped away the tear and blinked a few times to clear my vision. Elizabeth gave me a sympathetic look and squeezed my arm once more.

"Merci mon amie, You have opened my eyes and helped me to realise I need to move on from my wife and create new memories with my daughter." I sniffed

Elizabeth smiled and I grabbed her in for a hug. I was eternally grateful.

"Oohh, so sorry for interrupting Lovebirds!" Chimed Pepe in high pitched accent.

"Ha Ha, very funny Pepe. We are just friends." Elizabeth mentioned sarcastically.

"She gave me some very valuable advice Idiot." I said standing up and punching his arm.

I followed them both back into first class where Adrijan was busily scanning a document he had been sent.

Adrijan's POV:

"HQ has sent me a file on the other agent we are supposed to be getting" I stated as Pierre, Pepe and Lizzie sat down. Pierre was slightly red faced and Looked as though he had been crying. I shot him a sympathetic look as he sat down.

"So, who is he?" asked Lizzie, clearly intrigued

I spun my laptop around to reveal a file on the agent we were collecting.

Name: Giovanni Petruzelli

Age: 30 (17th May , 1986)

Birthplace: Bari, Italy

Nationality: Italian

Occupation: Professional footballer who is a striker for F.C Bari 1908

"Football? The guy must be rich" smirked Pierre

"I'm a singer and even I don't get paid as much as he's earning!" yelled Pepe

"Where is the picture?" inquired Lizzie as she edged closer to the screen.

"The boss didn't send one, I don't think he wants you ogling over some celebrity!" I replied

Lizzie crossed her arms and slumped back into her seat. I was slightly relieved that there was no picture.

"How are we supposed to identify the guy if we don't know what he looks like?" asked Pierre

"Not we, you" I stated pointing at Lizzie

"Me?"

"Giovanni only meets with one person at a time so he can really understand what they are there for. You're going because you speak Italian and that may help build his trust"

Pierre and Pepe stared at Lizzie

"Since when did you speak Italian?" they said in unison

"I had a lot of free time before I became an agent. It was something to do" she replied getting up and walking to the window. She was wearing blue jeans and black heels. A white blouse and a black blazer also. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail. She looked amazing.

"All we need you to do is persuade the guy, show him some feminine charm?" I suggested.

She looked at me and rolled her eyes, flicking her hair back.

"As soon as we land in Bari I'm going shopping!" she squealed

"Relax, the meetings at 1:00pm tomorrow. You will have plenty of time to buy some new clothes" I explained.

"What's wrong with what you have on now?" questioned Pepe as he got up and inspected Lizzie's outfit"

"You want feminine charm don't you? This outfit definitely won't do!" Elizabeth complained as she sat back in the seat, arms resting on the table.

I looked at my watch. We had 3 hours left before we landed In Bari.

This was going to be a long flight.

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