Stick to my cover.
Stick to my cover.
I faked shock. "Adopted?"
"Yes."
"Way to break it to her gently," Jasper muttered.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"The people you thought were your parents, the ones who died when you were younger. They weren't," Richard said.
"Yes, I know what being adopted means. How the hell do you know that's true?" I snapped.
"We just do," Richard said firmly. "And we know who your birth parents are."
This spiked my interest. This actually shocked me. "W-what?"
"We know who you real parents are."
"I..." I gasped. "The blood. You took my blood to test for DNA." I ran my fingers through my hair and sighed deeply. "You found a match."
"We did."
That meant that my biological parents were alive. My real life was getting intertwined with my cover and shit was about to get confusing.
Rob had always told me that my biological parents were dead. I didn't understand why he would lie. I couldn't really remember the 'bad situation' Rob had saved me from, but he didn't like talking about it so I never got to ask.
"I-I need to go," I blurted and stood up. "I need to go, now."
"Daisy-"
I looked to Jasper. "Please just take me the hell home."
"Okay, let's go," Jasper nodded.
"Jasper-"
"Not now, Dad," Jasper snapped. "Let her get her head around this."
"I'll be in touch, Daisy," Richard said and I was out of his office before he had the chance to say anything else.
"Daisy!"
"Daisy! Get down here now!"
"Daisy, fucksake! Where the hell have you been!"
I ignored Blake and Eli and went straight upstairs to the bathroom. I ripped open the cabinet and searched for a pair of tweezers. As soon as I grabbed them I faced the mirror and opened my mouth.
"What are you doing, princess?" Eli called and stopped by the door. "Daisy-"
"Shut up, I'm not in the mood!" I snapped and pushed the tweezers into my mouth and grabbed the bug that was lodged into one of my back teeth. With a sharp tug I pulled it out, wincing when I did.
I held the bug in my hand and glanced at Eli in the mirror. "Ow, shit!" I gasped.
"What?"
"Fuck," I groaned. "I think I just chipped a tooth. I hit my mouth on the sink." I spat into the sink and turned the tap on, dropping the bug down the plug hole.
"You didn't hit your mouth," Eli said.
"No, but if Jasper or anyone listen back, they'll assume that me hitting my mouth dislodged the bug and they'll think I spat it out," I said. "And now I'm bug free."
"Where the hell have you been, princess?" Eli snapped. "You disappeared after the party."
"I was at the other Agency," I said. "And guess what?" I faked enthusiasm. "I'm now an assassin!"
"You're in?" Eli asked.
"I am," I sighed.
"That's good," Eli nodded.
"Even better than finding out my biological parents are alive?"
"What?" Eli gasped. "How the hell do you know that?"
"They took my blood for a DNA test. They know who my real parents are."
"They're alive?"
"Apparently," I muttered. "I can't believe this. I need some time alone."
"Wait," Eli said and grabbed my wrist. "You need to see something first."
"Eli, now isn't the time-"
"Blake needs you downstairs," Eli said sternly and I sighed and let Eli pull me downstairs and into the soundproof room that was used to discuss the mission. "She's bug free, we can talk."
Blake was leaning over a laptop with a frown on his face.
"Did you know about this?" Blake asked as I walked up to him.
"What?"
Blake pointed to the laptop and I looked at the map that was on the screen. "Care to explain?"
"Explain what?" I sighed.
"You should show up on this map. Because of the tracker in your wrist," Blake said and raised his eyebrow at me.
"Ah," I said and rubbed my wrist. "Maybe it's just not loaded."
"I got Jack to check everything out for me. Everything's working fine. Apart from the fact that your tracker is disabled."
"Disabled? I wonder why that's happened," I said innocently.
"Cut the shit, how long have you known your tracker has been disabled, princess?" Eli asked and I glanced at him.
"Since they first took me that night. They disabled it," I said.
Eli raised an eyebrow. "And you didn't run?"
"I did," I said.
"Then why are you still here?" Blake asked. "What stopped you?"
"Jasper stopped me," I said. "They were watching me, keeping an eye on me. Making sure I didn't run."
Blake pursed his lips. "I'll get Jack to prepare another tracker-"
"You will do no such thing," I snapped.
"It's going to become mandatory for agents to have one, you might as well get it over and done with-"
"You try and I will gauge your eyeballs out with a teaspoon," I growled and turned on my heel.
"Daisy, shouldn't you tell Blake what you just told me-"
"No, Eli, I shouldn't," I called as I walked out of the room and made my way upstairs. I slammed the door to my room behind me and lifted my tshirt above my head and chucked it on the ground.
My head was spinning. I didn't know what was going on. I contemplated calling Rob, but I needed time to figure things out for myself before I involved him.
I sighed in frustration when I reached for the clip of my bra and couldn't get it undone.
"Princess?" Eli called and I paused when I heard my door open. "Oh, I'll come back-"
"Eli," I said softly, not turning around to face him. "Give me a hand." I waited for a few seconds and I then felt Eli's hands by mine and he easily unhooked the clip. "Thanks," I breathed.
"Are you going to tell Blake what you found out?" Eli asked lowly, his hands still grazing my back.
"No, and I'd appreciate it if you didn't either," I said. "Pass us that jumper." Eli grabbed the soft jumper that was on my bed and when it was in my hands I dropped my bra and pulled the jumper over my head. "I need some time to process this."
"What happened?" Eli asked and sat down on my bed. I kicked my shoes off and sat down next to him. "Start at the beginning. When you disappeared from the party."
"I left early, I was bored. So I came back and got changed, that's when Jasper arrived. I went to the Agency with them, they left me waiting for bloody ages, until they told me what I was doing there," I said. "They told me about them, and told me they wanted me to join."
"What did you say?"
"It's just like our Agency, Eli, I didn't really have a choice," I said. "Jasper then took me to a training room. We fought."
"Did he beat you?" Eli asked.
"Only you, Blake and Adam have ever beaten me," I said stiffly. "He didn't beat me. We drew. He's good."
Eli scoffed. "And then?"
"Then Jasper took me to see his dad. That's when Richard told me I was adopted, thinking that Daisy Kellerman didn't know, when in real life I know I'm adopted, with thought to be dead parents." I rubbed my eyes and sighed. "Eli... my parents are alive."
"Are they positive that it's your parents?"
"Apparently our DNA was a match," I murmured. "I don't see why they would lie."
"Are you going to speak to Rob?" Eli asked.
"No."
"Good."
I looked at Eli curiously. "We both have family trouble and I don't trust him," Eli shrugged.
"You really think he had something to do with your parents murder?" I asked quietly.
Eli nodded stiffly. "Although I don't think my parents were as innocent as I thought either."
"What do you mean?"
"Doesn't matter," Eli said dismissively. "We're talking about you, princess."
"No, we always talk about me. I'm fed up of me," I said.
"I don't care, you're more important," Eli said and I couldn't help but laugh slightly.
"I never thought I would've heard those words leave for lips," I admitted and Eli smirked.
"I never thought I'd willingly be talking to such a bitch," he said and I raised an eyebrow.
"Ass."
"Teasing."
"Still an ass."
"Still a bitch."
"At least I admit it."
"Don't," Eli said suddenly. "You're not. Well you are, but you have your reasons."
I glanced at Eli. "Enough of me. What do you mean about your parents?"
Eli sighed and ran his fingers through his blond hair. "They were different. They never told me about their job, but they both disappeared randomly and when they came back they acted like they had never gone. They were always secretive, it was like there was one big joke I wasn't in on. I know I was only young, but I remember them, really well," Eli said.
"You think they..."
Eli nodded. "They also had a shitload of weapons stashed under their bed."
"They worked for the Agency," I guessed.
"That's my guess," Eli said.
"Shit. Why can't we be normal," I muttered and rubbed my eyes.
"Where's the fun in that," Eli said dryly.
I scoffed. "I don't even think I'd know how to be normal," I admitted.
"I don't think any of us do," Eli agreed and I yawned. "Get some sleep, princess, you look knackered."
"It's too early to sleep," I said.
"So, you've been away all day."
"I can't sleep. I don't want too," I said.
"Why?" Eli asked and then nodded. "Nightmares?" He guessed.
"I'm scared to sleep in case I get one," I said quietly.
"I'll stay," Eli said. "I don't sleep much either, I know how it feels."
"We have a lot more in common than you would think," I said with a chuckle.
"Shut your damn eyes and get some rest," Eli said with a chuckle and shoved my shoulder gently. "I'll wake you when dinner is ready."
I caught Eli's hand and looked into his eyes. "Wake me immediately if I get a nightmare."
"Always will, princess," he said and I held my breath when he leaned closer to move. His face inches from mine. "Now lie down or I'll make you."
I raised an eyebrow. "No you wouldn't." I squeaked in surprise when Eli grabbed my waist and pushed me backwards. My head hit my soft pillows and Eli placed his hands on either side of me, holding himself above me.
"I'm not going anywhere," Eli said lowly. "So sleep."
"You're a little distracting at the moment," I said and gently pushed Eli away from me. He smirked slightly and jumped up, moving to the end of the bed.
"Don't snore, princess."
"Bugger off, I don't snore."
"I have to disagree," Eli shrugged and took out his phone.
"I do not!" I argued.
"Whatever you say," Eli said and smiled.
"Shut up and let me sleep," I grumbled and Eli chuckled.
"Sleep well, princess."