I*”But I don’t Like the competition”* The very last words Bell heard before being shot and left to die

”HEY WE GOT A LIVE ONE OVER HERE” Bell briefly glanced up, this guy was tall, built like a truck, and probably hit like one too. Bell would have usually fought him, but then more people came over, and they felt themselves grabbed and began to be hoisted out of the truck

And that was where it all began

”It was never personal”

Bell had recovered, thankfully not being shot in a too vital area, and Hudson had told Adler that it was his responsibility to take Bell home and look after them, as he was their handler Adler had no choice but to agree The plane ride wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t good, nor was the long car ride back to Adler’s corner of DC. He lived in some small suburban town just off of the main city. A tight knit community where 99% of the single women there had a thing for him. Adler’s neighbour, Aurora, had made the most progress though, she was a psychologist, and she was the first to be warned about Bell not being mentally stable and was also the closest thing Adler had to a bestfriend Adler had always told Aurora to call him if anything happened with Bell. No matter what they said or did, Adler always knew how to deal with Bell’s episodes. He didn’t mind if he had to run half way across town at four in the morning if he had to collect Bell. Adler always told Aurora that Bell was seriously mentally unstable One night, Aurora had been coming back from a late night trip to the convenience store nearby, when she saw Bell about five minutes out of town, in the freezing cold and without Adler. That heavily concerned her. ”Hon?” she called out to Bell, who didn’t respond. She walked over, but didn’t get to close ”You cold out here? You can come back to mine and we can warm you up, I can call Adler to come get you..”