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the elevator made it onto ground level, Madame Sinclair could see the helicopter that would take her away, looking for a spot to land.

Once the elevator stopped, she stepped out and placed the suitcase on the ground. Fixing her hair with her hands, she went to walk, only to feel a tap on her shoulder.

Turning around, she was met to a fist to her left eye by Samia.

"You should invest in a fast elevator." Samia said punching her again. "My arms were hurting from holding the bottom of that one for so long."

Samia went to hit Madame Sinclair again, only to feel her hair being yanked hard, making her fall back.

"Bitch." Madame Sinclair mumbled, already feeling the pain from Samia's powerful hits.

Shaking off the pain, she picked up the suitcase and began to run through the muddy water, just to get towards the helicopter, that just landed.

A shot rang out, as Samia shot the woman on top of her.

"These bitches look like men, and fight like them to. I didn't mean to bring a gun to a fist fight, but that bitch had too much energy." Samia said pulling herself up from underneath the woman, and chasing after Madame Sinclair.

She caught up quickly, due to Madame Sinclair not being able to move fast in heels. Tackling her from behind, the both of them went flying into the water, creating a big splash.

Quickly getting back up, Samia reached for Madame Sinclair's arm, twisting it behind her roughly.

What she wasn't expecting was Madame Sinclair to kick back at her, causing her to loose Samia to loose her grip on her.

Turning around, Madame Sinclair began to square up.

"Let's see how good you can throw hands without sneaking me." Madame Sinclair said with a smirk.

Rolling her eyes, Samia quickly began to scan Madame Sinclair's posture, assessing where she lacked.

Without letting another second go by, Samia sent a roundhouse kick Madame Sinclair's way, only for her leg to be caught in Madame Sinclair's hand.

"I thought a spy had more-" Madame Sinclair started to say, but was stopped by Samia's other foot, that kicked her hard, in her mouth.

Stumbling back, Madame Sinclair let out a painful grunt, before rushing towards a unsuspecting Samia. Once she was close, Madame Sinclair pushed Samia causing her to fall into mud, since the water was shallow where she once stood. Hopping on her back, Madame Sinclair reaches for her hair, pulling it harshly, until Samia's eyes met her own.

"Not so big and bad now, huh." Madame Sinclair said, taunting Samia.

Rolling her eyes, Samia pushed her body up, swinging her head back into Madame Sinclair's nose.

Releasing her hold on Samia's hair momentarily, was all Samia needed Madame Sinclair to do, before she began to sit up, making Madame Sinclair fall into the water.

Turning around and sitting on top of her, Samia began to throw punches at Madame Sinclair's face. So into the rhythm, she didn't feel Madame Sinclair grab her gun.

Making sure that she had a good grip on the gun, she hit Samia in the back of her head with it.

"Fuck." Samia hissed, rolling off of Madame Sinclair.

Disregarding the pain she felt on her face, Madame Sinclair stood up, pointing the gun at Samia. Her swollen eye, bruised cheeks, and slightly crooked nose greatly shown as she stood in the sunlight.

Getting ready to pull the trigger, she locked eyes with Samia.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of that man and babies of yours." Madame Sinclair said with a smirk.

Even though she was feeling a big amount of pain in her head, Samia rolled her eyes.

"That's not going to happen." Samia said smiling, as she looked beyond Madame Sinclair.

Madame Sinclair rolled her eyes at Samia, replying, "It's about to happen now."

Instead of replying, Samia pointed her finger behind Madame Sinclair. Turning slowly, Madame Sinclair seen Sahir and the lieutenant holding a fire blower machine, pointing it towards the suitcase filled with D-32.

"What are you doing?" Madame Sinclair shouted as turned, and watched Sahir let out some fire near the suitcase. "Are you trying to kill us all?"

Sahir shrugged his shoulders, smirking.

"I was waiting for you to pull the trigger on Samia. I can't live without her, so if she dies, we all die."

"I mean, think about." Madame Sinclair said trying to make her wet appearance look better. "Why would you want her, when you can have me?"

Sahir made a thinking face, before holding his hand up, like he had an idea.

"It's rather simple actually, I don't like you. You make my balls itch." Sahir said with a genuine smile on his face.

Finally able to bear the pain that she was feeling in her head, Samia stood up, without Madame Sinclair detecting her. Standing up straight, she sent a roundhouse kick to the back of her head, making her fall down instantly.

The scene wasn't funny at all, but what made it hilarious was Madame Sinclair's wig that left her head, deciding to move on from her and float in the water.

"You fucking bitch!" Madame Sinclair screamed loudly, holding onto her aching head.

Moving to grab her gun, that fell out of Madame Sinclair's hand, Samia said, "I was just returning the favor. Now we both have matching marks in the back of our head."

Walking towards Sahir, Samia stood in front of him, pointing her gun at Madame Sinclair.

Hearing the sound of rustling, everybody's head moved towards the helicopter. Stepping outside of it, was a man with dark, black skin. He stood at about six-three with curly, afro-textured hair. His body was muscular, but lean at the same time. He was wearing a military uniform, a uniform that only the superiors in Tanzania wore.

"Don't move, or I will shoot!" His voice boomed loudly, as he began to walk towards Madame Sinclair, with his rifle pointing towards everybody else.

Lowering her hand slowly, Samia placed her gun back in her pants, annoyed at the triumphant look on Madame Sinclair's face.

Madame Sinclair stood up as quickly as her head trauma would allow her. Reaching for her hair, she grabbed it, since it didn't float too far away. She shook it out quickly, turning around so that she could place it back on her head. Once she felt like it was on as securely as it was going to get, she turned back around towards the approaching man.

"Rashid, you came just on time!" Madame Sinclair squealed, before she began to walk towards him.

Picking up the suitcase, he sent her a heart warming smile.

"Of course I did. The only reason I didn't come out sooner was because I wanted to see how you handled yourself, which you did excellently." Nodded towards the helicopter, he continued his speech. "We should go now, before any authorizes can get here."

Turning around, he locked eyes with Sahir, before he made his way towards the helicopter. Madame Sinclair quickly followed, turning towards the trio of people to say, "It was a good try, but you guys didn't succeed at trying to take me down."

Samia began to walk towards her, but Sahir held her back, wrapping his arms around her and kissing the top of her wet head. Her once bone straight hair was now a curly afro, due to the water and her shrinkage.

Sahir, Samia, and Lieutenant Blue sat there watching as Madame Sinclair entered the helicopter, before Rashid.

"You guys are seriously letting her go away?" Lieutenant Blue asked with his mouth wide open in shock.

Sahir sent a smirk his way, before shaking his head.

"The shows not over yet, keep watching." He replies making Samia laugh.

While Madame Sinclair turned in her seat, to place her seat belt on, Rashid handed the suitcase filled with D-32 to the passenger, sitting in the front.

"You know," Madame Sinclair began to say, wiping her face with a napkin. "I was beginning to think you forgot about me."

Leaning into her, Rashid grabbed both her arms, pulling them closer to the back of the chair. Making sure her eyes were still on him, he said, "I could never forget about Bahari Amaru, a.k.a. Madame Sinclair, a wanted woman in over a hundred countries."

As soon as the words exited Rashid's mouth, the passenger in the front turned around and placed handcuffs on Madame Sinclair's hands.

Her eyes widened beyond their normal limits and her mouth gaped open, then closed, like a fish in the water.

"I hope you enjoy your flight because this is the last time you'll see the outside." The passenger said with a smirk.

The trio watched as the helicopter door closed, after Rashid sent a nod of thanks their way. The helicopter took off quickly after that, heading to whichever country that would move faster to put Madame Sinclair behind bars.

"I said it before and I'll say it again, no one ever looks at the driver." Sahir said causing Samia to nod her head.

"I'm so happy that's over." Samia said looking out into the waters, seeing boats filled with CIA workers heading their way. "Now let's go pick up my babies from Milan and Tyson."

"Wait a second." Lieutenant Blue said placing his hands on his hips. "You guys come to New Orleans, cause trouble in multiple places, and now you plan to go on like nothing happened?"

Sahir and Samia both nodded their heads, smiling at the lieutenant.

"It was nice meeting you, Lieutenant Blue, but don't expect to see us for much longer, after this." Samia said causing Sahir to nod his head.

"Now I see why my parents didn't say in New Orleans." Sahir said with a dimpled smirk.

"Those boats say CIA." Lieutenant Blue paused in his speech, before he continued. "I knew you guys were CIA."

Sahir shook his head, about to burst Lieutenant Blue's bubble.

"We were, but we're actually about to quit. It's not as exciting as it use to be." Sahir said locking eyes with a smirking Samia. "Now let's go get our kids, baby."

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