I was sitting in my room, technically Blake's, after being treated at medical. Turns out I was okay apart from some bruised ribs and a broken toe.There wasn't much you could do a broken toe, it didn't even hurt that much.My whole body ached and I was covered in bruises, but Blake was right: I'd had worse.I understood why they did torture training. I wouldn't wish anyone to go through what I did, but today had failed miserably.If I had to pick anyone to endure being tortured it would be Eli and me.We were good."So you dated him," Eli called and I looked up when he stopped by the door."Don't remind me," I groaned and glanced at Eli's cut and bruised chest. He probably had the worst physical injuries, with a few broken ribs and many many bruises."Why?""Would you believe me if I said he was sweet at first?" I asked and Eli raised an eyebrow. "Thought not.""That er... Water thing," Eli said and rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "You got me out of it. Um... Thanks.""I wouldn

"They're here! Move out the way!""Help lift her onto the stretcher!""C'mon, Daisy, fight! Fight, you stubborn girl!"..."We're losing her!""Stand clear everyone! Stand clear! Get the defib!""Ready? Clear!""It's not working, she's not responding!""Come on, Daisy, you're tougher than this!""Clear!""Still nothing! Doc... There's no pulse."..."Where is she? Where's my daughter!""Sir, now isn't a good time-""Where the fuck is my daughter? If she's not made it I'm going to have all of your jobs!""Sir, you better come this way."..."I can't believe this.""Daisy. Of all people. Who would have thought this would have happened to her?""She just wanted to get out of the Agency and she's only had trouble coming back.""How's Rob handling it?""How the fuck do you think he's handling it, dipshit?""Guys, shut the fuck up! Now isn't the time to bicker like children!""I know you're there, princess, and I wish you were here to moan at me for calling you princess.""I'm going to kill

I stayed in my room for three hours, ignoring all of the guys that came to check on me.I felt drained.I had cried for hours and I had nothing left. I felt empty, I felt used and I felt dirty and disgusting.Would the feeling ever get any better?I sniffed and rubbed my eyes, forcing myself to sit up right. I glanced at the cold plate of food that Carter had brought me and pushed it to the side."Come on, Daisy," I said to myself and stood up. "Stop being so damn pathetic." I grabbed a bundle of clothes and made my way into the bathroom and showered, glad to get rid of the strong hospital smell. I showered slowly and changed into a pair of long pyjamas, covering as much skin as I could. I then made my way back into Blake's room and stiffened when I saw him sprawled out asleep on the bed. I backed out of the room and jumped in fright when Eli walked out of mine."Take it," he said and rubbed his eyes tiredly, looking like he had just woken up. It was pretty late. "I'll crash downstair

I stared at the mission folder that was lying open on my bed. His face was staring right at me.A face I would never forget.I groaned frustratedly and slammed the folder shut. I wanted to kill him so badly. I rubbed my stomach and sighed, reopening the folder and reading the information.Name: Michael MooreAge: 26Ethnicity: White BritishOccupation: UnemployedLocation: 3 Langford Drive, Southgate, London.I grabbed my laptop and fired it up, hurriedly going onto Google and searching the address. "You're not far, are you?" I said to myself and chewed on my lip. I made a split decision and took note of the directions and jumped up off my bed. I slipped a cap on my head along with a pair of sunglasses and stuffed my feet into my converses. Once I was ready I grabbed my bag that was now missing a gun thanks to Eli and headed out of my room, clutching the mission folder in my hand."What's this?" Blake wondered as I passed him on the stairs and I swore at him when he snatched the folde

"I mean, like, I can guess," he said dismissively."At the rate you're going you won't have to guess for long," I muttered.Dante shrugged. "I'm good," he said. "I always have been at whatever I do."Mason scoffed and slapped Dante's back. "Turn that confidence down a bit or I'll knock it out of you, mate," he said and walked out of the kitchen.I laughed and looked at Oli. "O, I need your help," I said. "Come help me?""Watch out, Dais, he's got a girl!" Jack warned teasingly.I looked at Oli and raised my eyebrow. "So he says," I said. "Let's go, O." I walked out of the kitchen and made my way into the lounge with Oli following me. "Erik!" I called as I walked to the stairs. "With me!"I walked into my room and took a seat on my bed and waited for Oli and Erik to come into my room. When they did I gestured for them to shut the door and then crossed my arms over my chest."So," I said, my eyes flicking between the two of them who eyed me curiously. Oli was more nervous. "Do you have