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(I'm so sorry, I thought I responded last night!)
Spencer spun the van around so that he was driving the wrong way down the road.
"There's a back route we can take, but it'll add some time," he explained.
Spies One-On-One (Closed)
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//np
“Okay. Just be less… obvious,” Anya said, still holding Lily.
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Spencer scoffed with a smirk. "That's my middle name," he joked, his grin not reaching his eyes. "But, of course, I'll do my best to not get us caught."
“You have as much charm as the monkey that attacked me in Taiwan,” Anya muttered.
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"Well, then it must have been a very charming monkey." Spencer winked, trying to make the situation lighter by joking.
“Actually, I was wearing a bright scarf thing, and it thought I was food,” Anya countered. “Very much not charming.” But she still smiled at him.
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Spencer snorted. "Okay, okay… Oh, hold on to something. This is a sharp turn," he said, right before he turned sharply to the left.
Thankfully, Anya was wearing a seatbelt this time, so she did not, for once, get thrown against the car. She did hold tightly to Lily, preventing her from injuring herself. “We’re okay back here,” Anya said, after checking President McCallister. “Are you at least driving on the right side of the road now?”
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(I'm so fricking tired… I have 24,160 steps… Probably more, too. So. Much. Walking.)
"Yes, I'm driving on the right side of the ro– Wait, hold on," Spencer cut himself off to swerve over. "Yes, I'm on the right side of the road."
Anya couldn’t help but smile. “Good. How far?”
//aww man I’m sorry
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(Lol. Yeah, and then I woke up at 6:30, only to realize that I got to work 3.5 hours early.)
Spencer bit his lip as he thought. "About fifteen minutes to the main road. To our destination… It could be a few hours…"
//aww
“Okay. I think I’ll stay back here…” Anya glanced at the President. “If that’s okay with you, sir,” she added.
President McCalister nodded. “Of course.”
“Thank you. Lily, are you okay if I stay back here with you?” Anya asked the girl snuggled in her arms.
Lily nodded, and Anya smiled.
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"You all should sleep. At least for a little while," Spencer said as he drove. "You too, An– Leslie."
“I don’t want to leave you alone… promise me you’ll wake me up if something happens?” Anya asked, ignoring his blunder.
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"Of course," Spencer agreed with a nod. If anything, he felt like she'd wake up herself, without his help. With their luck, it would be something loud.
“Okay.” It went against Anya’s better judgement to lose control and focus during a mission, especially one as important as this, but she was exhausted, mentally and physically. Plus, she was still sore from the car accident. Anya let herself be convinced, and quickly fell asleep. To be fair, it was like six AM.
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When Spencer looked back in the mirror, he saw Anya asleep and smiled to himself. Lily was once again sleeping in her arms, and the president had also fallen asleep.
Turning his attention to driving once more, he continued on his way to the main road, quickly reaching it.
Anya woke up a couple times within the next two hours, but she was able to fall back asleep pretty quickly. The fifth time she woke up, it’d been two hours exactly, and she offered to drive.
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Spencer blinked tiredly and nodded his agreement. Pulling over to the side of the road, he got out, holding the door for Anya to get in.
"Thank you. I guess I need rest more than I thought," he admitted sheepishly with a slight laugh.
“See, this is why I’m the super-spy and you’re the slightly less experienced super-spy,” Anya joked, getting in the front seat.
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Spencer snorted and closed her door before walking around the van to climb into the passenger's side. He buckled up, then leaned into the corner between the door and the seat.
"You know the rest of the way there, right?" he asked, his eyes already closed.
“What do you take me for?” Anya grumbled. “Yes, I know the way there.” She put the car in drive and began to… ummm….. drive.
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(Lol. Me, tho.)
Spencer hummed in response, starting to drift off. After a few minutes, he had finally fallen asleep, getting the rest he wouldn't admit to needing.
Anya continued to drive, the only noise the hum of the car’s wheels against the road. I’m bored. No- don’t think that! Better to be bored than dead! Or under attack!
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Speaking of "under attack"…
Pop. Pop. Pop.
The van drove over some bumps in the road, but not ordinary bumps. No, never anything ordinary. The authors just have to make life difficult for their characters. So, of course, these bumps were actually small spikes, which slashed the tires.
Spencer shot up, looking around frantically, hearing the sound in his sleep.
"What happened?"
//luv it
“Spikes,” Anya sighed, trying to control the erratic swerving of the car. “Came out of… nowhere….”
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(Why thank you. I try. Lol.)
"Can you stop the car? Or is it not working?" Spencer asked, liking back at the somehow-still-sleeping president and his daughter.
“Protect Lily. My parking job might not be as stellar as usual…” Anya grimaced, yanking the wheel right and barely avoiding a telephone pole. “We’re driving on rims, now.” The metal rims could be heard scraping against the asphalt.
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Spencer grimaced and unbuckled so he could jump back to protect the young girl. The pair in the back had finally woken up, and both looked very frightened. Spencer made sure they were buckled in correctly before positioning himself so that they would be safer.
“Buckle yourself in, too,” Anya hissed. “This is going to be rough….” Sure enough, the car hit a divot (is that a word) in the road, and the sound of screeching metal overwhelmed the car. They slid to a shuddering stop. “Everyone okay?”