You caught sight of the scene, Agnes crying into Garth’s arms while aunt Estee was urging Agnes to let go. Once she was finished and dragged away, you walked over to Garth.

“So while I’m playing 007 you’re in your own Romeo and Juliet love story” your voice snaps him out as he turns to you slightly agitated before grabbing your arm and leading you off to a secluded area to talk.

you huff yanking your arm back looking up at him. “you better not be falling for her, she’s practically a kid!” you hiss at him, as he scoffs at your words, pinching between his eyebrows “I’m just doing my job.” he firmly states, you copy his scoff rolling your eyes.

“What do you want? Or do you just enjoy lurking behind bushes.” he questions, reminding me of my main question. “what happened to Becka? Is she okay? I heard rumours the Eyes took her.” you look up at him intently.

“She killed her father.” he stated simply. Had you caused this? Did you straying from maydays orders cause this? Was your reporting what threw her overboard? You took a step back slightly unsteady, Garth’s hands reached out gripping your arm yet again.

“Easy” he mumbles into your ear. “w-what do you think they’ll do to her?” you whisper to him. “Don’t think like that.” was all he said. You were frustrated, how could you not think about it. “mayday needs to do something you have to talk to them!”

you raise your voice gripping his shirt. His eyes slightly widen at your outburst, his hand coming to cover your mouth, looking around making sure no one was around.