44. Cloudy Skies

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I just figured after last chapter's events, I would update a bit earlier than usual. Also, a friend made me. Enjoy! Sort of...

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I could barely keep up with the events that followed. I saw Kasey and Damian run in, staring at the burned body in shock, not knowing what to do. I kneeled by him quietly, not speaking or even crying for that matter. Part of my brain recognized that I was going into shock. Chewie had landed and was nudging Flynn's hand as if to get it to move, breaking my heart even more when he too realized it was hopeless and collapsed on the floor next to me. 

"Skye." Cameron's hoarse voice broke through after what had to be the millionth time of calling me. "Skye." She repeated, and I finally looked up from Flynn's head, which I had brought up on my lap. "We have to go." She said, and I looked around, dazed. 

There was nothing going through my mind other than Flynn is dead being repeated. Other than that all I felt was nothing. 

Standing around me was Kasey and Damian, both looking forlorn as they stared at me and then again at Flynn. The back up team had finally arrived, and they were taking out the charred remains of the witch. A medical team was hovering on the other side of Flynn, looking kind of awkward as they waited for me to let go of him. 

"We have to let the others do their job, Skye." Cameron said softly, putting her hand on my arm. I yanked it away, not wanting to move. His skin was still warm to the touch. He had been alive only minutes ago. 

"No, let me in, dammit! I'm an agent!" A shrill voice rang through the tunnel, followed by some muttering. "I know I'm a human, you idiot. Look at my credentials." A pause, then, "Thank you." 

Cassidy came running in, stopping and gasping slightly in shock at the scene before her. 

"Oh, Skye." She walked over to me, kneeling down next to me. 

"He's... dead." I breathed out harshly. "He- we- this wasn't-" I tried to form a sentence, but the tears finally caught up to me and choked me until I let them out, hunching over to cry into my hands. I felt Cassidy place her hand on my shoulder and I immediately went to it, wrapping my arms around her and sobbing into her shoulder. She returned the hug, rubbing my back. I felt the weight of Flynn's head being lifted off of my lap as the medical team placed him in a body bag, and I cried harder, squeezing my eyes shut against the temptation of looking. I knew I wouldn't be able to stomach such a sight, as the recurring image of his dead body and pale face on my lap was haunting enough. I heard the bag zip up, and the rustle of it as they hoisted it up onto a stretcher to roll out. I heard the clicking of Linda's heels on the hard stone floor and her voice giving muffled orders that I ignored to the men, then she came in. 

"This was not part of the plan." Were her first words as she stood and assessed the situation. All of us, even myself, looked up at her in confusion. 

Flynn was not only her prodigy, but practically part of her family. I knew for a fact that she had a soft spot for him, so why did she sound so cold? 

"Obviously not." Kasey scoffed, and she pinned him with a glare. 

"Everyone, back to The Agency." She ordered our small team, and after a moment of continued staring, we all got up and filed out of the cave. Cassidy stood with me, her arm around me and making sure I wouldn't collapse. I was able to pull myself together for the walk down, but Chewie it seemed didn't have the energy to fly as he just perched himself on Cameron's shoulder. 

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