My Twisted Mafia

Lost

The plane back to the States was awfully quiet..
All that time everyone had alot to say.. but no one knew where to start

" Shittiest mission I've ever done..." Owen said after ten hours of silence

Wyatt groaned .. he still had all that pain from a dislocated shoulder. He had to take Naseer's place after Naseer got shot.
The sudden change in positions left Everyone nursing an injuries

" Mind telling us where your mind has been in the past four months.." Trent turned to Naseer who leaned by the plane window

" You almost got yourself killed so many times.."

Naseer sighed.. '' I'm tired.."

" Of being in special forces... Or living.. " Matt asked.

Everyone looked at him. The last time he spoke was two months ago when he shouted into the earpiece at Naseer who walked without cover

' Naseer what the fuck.. you tryina kill yo'self motherfu--

Even before he was done a shot was heard... And everything was silent

Now they thanked God he had a bulletproof vest.. but since then he was kept in the sidelines

" Both.. " he sighed again

Everyone kept quiet..

" Are we going to ignore the fact that we aimlessly went to Pakistan after the mission ..". Dylan said out loud

Everyone looked at Naseer.. he was responsible for the journey back to the headquarters in US ..
When they landed in Pakistan earlier that week all had their jaws dropped..

' tell me USA shifted to middle East at night.. because what the hell..!?"

Dylan was not the only one who was surprised. But Naseer didn't say anything

Right now he replayed how he drove from the airport with his teammates shooting him questioningly looks. He drove to Islamabad I the government offices..

It was his luck because the prime minister was leaving just then

Mr Abdulraj looked surprised to see him but he replaced it with a warm smile....

' fancy seeing you around Tarun..'

Naseer smiled ' do you have a minute..?'

' please.. follow me..'

When they were alone he sighed.. and spoke out his worry

Right now his mind was more jumbled than before..
He had gone to get some answers.. but looks like we wasn't ready at all. He remembered his drive back to the airport..
he had stopped himself from driving to his mansion..

' why are you telling me this all now.. ? Why didn't you tell me before we left..?'

' I'm sorry Naseer.. he wanted you off somewhere safe.. I made a promise. But now I also regret because I can't reach him.. I should have kept him in the hospital.. when he left for Europe he was in short of blood.. he might be hurt somewhere that fool never goes to the hospital'

Naseer still had a frown .. just thinking of how the plan was stupid. So Ahmed might be dead somewhere and no one would ever know.
The only reason he even came here was what Jafar said to him before he left

' Naseer I have to tell you something..'

His eyes were scared..

' who did you kill?' he teased