MITCHS POV

I woke up to the sunlight beaming down, hitting my eyes. Sitting up and rubbing my tired eyes, I looked to my right to see a beautiful body sleeping soundly.

God, even asleep Samantha looked amazing.

Suddenly, my mind rendered everything that had happened last night, and I noticed Samantha was wearing my ripped shirt from yesterday.

I smirked to myself, remember how things went and at the sight of her in my shirt.

Then, my smirk slowly turned into a smile. I had spent the night with Samantha, someone who I let my guard down when I was around them.

I felt some guilt within me though, as if I betrayed Katrina, but it was time I moved on.

Maybe she would be happy that i'm finding someone.

Samantha let out a tired groan as she turned towards me, looking up with her lazy eyes, and smiled. "Good morning stranger."

I laid back down next to her and she fell into my chest. Her messy hair was fell over her face, so naturally taking my hand, I tucked some strands behind her ear.

"We can't stay like this for very long, Mitch." Sighing,I replied "I know but let's just stay like this for little awhile." Wrapping my arms around her and resting my head on hers, she drew random shapes on my exposed abdomen with her finger.

I'll admit, it felt good to lay next to someone. Someone who cared for you, someone who I didn't have to question if I should be with them or not. Samantha was sort of like me, didn't show a lot of emotion unless it was for someone they cared for. Though it had only been two weeks, I did care for Sam, even if it was slightly unintentional.

"You know, I never expected to see you this soft for me Rapp." "Why's that?" she shrugged, "Maybe because the first night we met each other, you strangled me." "Oh...yeah,sorry about that."

She sat up and glared at me playfully, "Mhmm" she murmured as she got off the bed. Sam took of the beat up shirt of mine,and walked into the bathroom at the front of the hotel room.

I watched as her presence disappeared. Picking up my watch from the night stand next to me, I looked at the time, 9:37.

I got up, out of the bed.

After gathering my clothes for the day I waited for Sam to get out of the bathroom. It was a couple minutes until the bathroom door opened and out came the woman in the hotel's white towel.

I slighted raised my eyebrows at the sight, but I wasn't bothered by it. I even eyed her up and down before going to the bathroom and taking a shower myself.

Jumping in the shower, my thoughts slowly consume me. I wasn't one who would let things get to me but lately it's been different, and by lately I mean for the past two years.

I thought that this 'thing' with Samantha wouldnt go anywhere, especially with me being her recruit. It felt weird and I was confused on the whole thing, wether it would go farther or if this would be just a one night stand.

Although I don't think it will be, based on how close we were last night, but it wasn't up to me, it was up to Samantha. I don't know her father very well, but I don't think he would enjoy knowing his daughter was dating a recruit, especially me.

Washing off my dirty body and hair, I got out the shower and changed.

"We need to leave in ten" Sam said while knocking on the door. "Alright." I finished getting ready and walked out to meet Samantha wearing black skinny jeans and a gray long sleeve.

The dark bruises on her neck, that I had left, were covered with makeup, but if you looked hard enough you could notice them. Hopefully her father wouldn't beat my ass if he noticed what they are.

We stood in silence for a minute before she broke the air. "I guess we better get going, Stan wouldn't like us being late." "Oh, yeah" I nodded and headed for the door, but Sam stopped me.

She really must like to stop me before I leave a room.

"Wait,Mitch" grabbing my arm to turn my body towards her, she cupped my face and her lips connected to mine without any hesitation.

We shared a sweet moment together before pulling apart, Samantha leaned up to whisper in my ear "I had fun last night", then she left the hotel room. This woman is insane...but I most definitely did not mind.

Following after her, we walked into Stans hotel room.

SAMANTHAS POV
Mitch and I walked into my fathers hotel room, I was surprised to see that Annika wasn't here, although I couldn't care less. "There you two are." My father said as he threw some papers on the bed,sitting down in a chair.

"Alright, now that we have the physicist, Ghost can't build his bomb. We need to keep it that way, I'm going to try and get more information on where he's hiding. I guess we should get Annika in here and tell her about this as well." He lifted his wrist to check the time on his watch . "Samantha you go check on her, her room number is 414."

I sighed, why me. I looked at Mitch and then back at my dad. "Try not to kill each other." Walking out of the room, I heard my dad start to talk again as the door closed. Of course I had to get the bitch. Once I arrived at the room, I knocked, and waited for her to open the door.

The door opened to reveal the short girl. "Samantha," I cut her off by walking in. "-oh uhm, what's the mission today?" She asks and I sit on the bed. "Stan will tell you, just hurry up." "Right,well let me take a bath real fast,then we can go to your fathers room and track down Ronnie." She walked to the bathroom as I rolled my eyes, really? taking a bath right now? Why not a shower? It would be much quicker.

I looked around the room, waiting for Annika to hurry up.

...Ronnie. She said Ronnie. How does she know his name? Mitch was with me last night, my father said he was going to tell her today. "Shit"

I got up and ran to the bathroom. Bursting through the locked door, she was standing in front of the sink when she snapped her head towards. "You scared me" she gasped. "What's wrong, Samantha?" "Who are you?" I questioned.

"What do you mean?" "You said Ronnie." "What about him?" She looked confused, but I wasn't buying it. "I never told that name." she broke her serious face and cracked a smile, "Mitch did." she tried to walk past me, put I pinned her shoulders against the wall.

"Annika you're full of shit,who the hell are you?" I asked again, I was getting impatient. She knew damn well that I knew she was lying. "Samantha I already told you, Mitch told me last night." "Oh yeah? He told you while he was sleeping with me then, right?" I glared at her. She knew she didn't have any other moves.

"Samantha I-" "No! Don't fucking lie to me!" "I'm not lying!" Annika yelled back. She doesn't think I would believe her right? "You're working with Iranians aren't you?" I questioned. She pushed me away, yelling "Get away from me!"

I went to push her against the wall again, but she took my arm and punched my elbow,making me loose my grip on her.

She punched my right side, I groaned in pain since I had a bruise there from yesterday. Annika took the opportunity to turn me around and pin me down on my knees, putting me in a head lock.

Annika tightened her arms around my neck, choking me, but her small body was no match for mine, I had been training everyday since I was twelve.

I got a firm grip on her arms and tossed her body over mine. Turning around and straddling her, my hands formed around her neck and she started struggling for air.

"You working for the Iranians?" Annika coughed, unable to breath but I didn't let her go. "Tell me the fucking truth Annika!" "Go to hell." she breathed out. I was done with the bitch.

This had to be the universe giving me a sign that it was finally time to beat the shit out of her.

Standing up, I took her by the neck, throwing her against the wall and then throwing her into the bath tub that was full of water. I held her head under water as her hands were looking for some place to grab me and push me off.

Holding her down for a couple seconds, I picked her head up. "Are you gonna talk now?!" Again she stayed quiet again, I threw her head back under the water. After struggling for minutes, she started to become unconscious and she finally stopped.

I let her go and pulled her back up and out of the bathtub . She was still breathing, just unconscious...sadly.

I sat on my knees, breathing heavily. She can put up a fight, i'll admit that, but she could go down easily.