Thirteen's POV
For once I don't know what to do. It's been four years since I've seen him. Four years of avoiding him at all costs. Somehow I knew I was going to see him again, I just wish I was more prepared. I feel numb, as if everything around me just stopped, as if it's not going on. I knew I would see him again but there was one thing I wished for every time I thought about it...that I would be alone.
This is was why I wanted to work alone, this was why I was a solo agent. I pull two knives from my boots and grip the handles tightly. I vaguely hear Cody calling my name, asking me what's wrong.
"Thirteen." He waves his hand in front of my face. "What is it?" He questions.
"You get out of here, understand?" I tell him.
"What?"
"No matter what happens you get Hayden and yourself ou
