The day of the auction for the device has come and you walk in, in black wide legs, a white tank top, black heeled boots and a black leather jacket. ✩ You spot Mace and her teammates as you look around, just walking around. Days before, you heard about Nick Fowler's death as you overheard it in a conversation with two agents over at MI6. ✩ You knew Mace and Nick as friends as you met them on a mission once.... Though you and Nick became something more... ✩ You walk around the building but spot someone in the crowd. You assume your eyes are playing tricks on you as the last few days, you've been having nightmares about Nick's death... But you go and investigate anyway. You follow the guy then lose him as he rounds the corner. ✩ You realize that the auction is starting so you go to head back, but someone grabs you and pulls you around the corner. You look up and see Nick. ✩ "Nick-" You start saying. He cuts you off by pulling you into a separate room, guarded by one of his men. He leans down and presses his lips on yours briefly when you stop walking and then he pulls you into a hug. You hold him for a minute before pulling back. ✩ "What's going on?" You ask, searching his eyes, "Wh-what is your op? Why didn't the agency tell me-" ✩ "There's no op... Things changed..." He cuts you off again. ✩ "You're working for murderers?! You've been working for them and you left by faking your death, not even paying any mind to how it made me feel?!" ✩ "How did it make you feel?.." He whispers, leaning in slightly.