Greetings, Salutations, and Welcome Back to "Checkmate."
This is my sequel to "Eritrea: The Choices We Make."
For anyone who sees this for the first time, it is highly recommended that you read the other fan fiction first in order to fully understand the story. There will be a recap summary in this chapter; but I do suggest you read my previous story.
To my other readers from my "Eritrea" group, I hope you all enjoy this new segment to our episodes of CA (If we could place these as real episodes. But then this would be a two-part season finale I guess. Or a season premiere. I don't know, I guess you'll tell me in the reviews, right?) and I hope to get many reviews and you can share this story with your friends.
Again; rated T for mild violence and heavy language use. Not meant for kids.
Disclaimer: I have no ownership on Covert Affairs. I only wish I did.
While Annie is trying to survive another week without Auggie around, she finds out he was captured by a 'radical terrorist group'.
With help from Jai and Stu, they hatch a plan to rescue him and, save for some nasty bullet wounds, they succeed.
But was it more than a simple disorganized radical group? Jai doesn't think so. He thinks Ben Mercer is behind it. But can he prove it?
And what about Annie and Auggie and Auggie and Parker? Well, it doesn't take much for Parker to tell that Auggie isn't meant for her. But what about Annie?
And can Auggie get his feelings straightened out before its too late? And how did Eyal get involved?
"What are you doing here?" Annie was slightly, flustered. But more than anything she was annoyed. Eyal, the Mossad agent whom she thought she'd never see again, was sitting in her guest house; uninvited.
"We look after our own, chammud." He spoke without pause.
Chammud was some sort of pet name he gave her. She supposed it was better than the Estonian kisu she got on her first assignment. But that wasn't what was bothering her.
"What are you talking about?" She asked.
"Your boyfriend is still in danger." Again, without pause. Annie blushed.
"He's not my boyfriend…" she mumbled.
"Though it'd be nice if he was." She shook her head away from the thought. Now wasn't the time. The Israeli agent shrugged.
"Fooled me. Anyway, because of what you did for me, Mossad has made you a personal friend and ally. And when we heard word about Africa, well, we did some digging." Annie took a seat on her bed.
"Including where I live?" She asked sarcastically. She knew she never told him or brought him here. So how did he know.
"No, I simply followed you from Langley."
"Oh." As he continued to speak, Eyal peaked out through the blinds.
"But it looks like I'm not the only one."
"What? Who?" She wondered. He pulled out an envelope and tossed it to her.
"Him." Annie pulled out the contents inside. There were pictures of her on various errands. Her eyes widened.
In every picture, hidden in the corner here or there, was Ben Mercer.
"Ben? Why would he be following me? He works for Arthur, I can't-" She stopped. She knew she'd be letting on too much if she kept going.
"We don't know. We thought you could tell us. Especially since you know him." Eyal, looked at her. He was trying to read her. She knew this much. She didn't know what to say, but with Auggie in danger…
"We met years ago in Sri Lanka. I was backpacking out of college, we met and then he left in the middle of the night. After I joined the CIA I found out he worked there and supposedly went rogue, and I was recruited in order to bring him back." Eyal saw the look of pain on her face.
"She loved him. She loved him and the bastard left her." He thought. He recognized all the signs. Then Annie's face went hard.
"After a confrontation, he came back and I was assigned as his handler on a rescue mission in Sri Lanka. Ironic isn't it? Working with him in the last place we met. He got hurt. I stayed with him and once we got back, he disappeared again. I was on another assignment with him not long ago during a hostage situation. Otherwise, I barely see or speak with him." He saw her glance at a photo of a tropical beach on her nightstand. He knew that it was taken all those years ago.
"Selfish bastard." It made his skin crawl. The man he was tracking was causing a woman he had grown to care for an immense amount of pain.
But then he noticed another picture of herself with someone else. It was the other guy. The one who was in danger. A small St. Bernard was sitting next to it. Seeing that Annie was smiling made him think the other guy was in her thoughts.
"This other guy…" He started.
"Auggie," she said without looking at him.
"This…Auggie, he's a lucky guy." She turned towards him.
"He's lucky to have someone like you looking out for him. Boyfriend or not."
"No, I'm the lucky one." She said quietly as she looked back at the picture. Another grin inched its way on the corner of her mouth. After a moment, she turned towards her fellow agent.
"Ok, what are we going to do?"