This if for finitejester37
who wanted dark Burn Notice.
Title:How to be a ex-spy in two easy steps or FUBAR: Assassin style
Disclaimer: Not mine
Warnings: Dark, depressing, full of yummy angst
Summary: What if Michael and Victor changed places?
I used to be a spy. I loved it, it was fun, dangerous, and glorious. Then The Company happened. They killed everyone close to me. Then they thought a few layers would hide their crimes. Underestimation is a bad thing in the spy business,but a good thing for me.
Right now I'm playing nice and I following orders. I gathered intelligence and assets and money. I smiled in Carla's face and dreamed about cutting her head off. Fiona, Sam, my mom. All gone, all dead and all because of me. Now i'm following this guy, this Victor and he's stupid, weak, and I want to end his life so badly.
He gets to smile and laugh and help the gullible citizens of Miami, because this time Carla's trying something new. She couldn't have done that with my family, my friends?
There wasn't enough left of Fiona to put in a shoebox.
She talks to me sometimes, Fiona, late at night, her voice lilting and beautiful. She tells me how we'll make them pay and I fall asleep to the faint smell of C-4.
Sam visits too, but he doesn't talk about revenge. He talks about old times and drinks all my beer.
Ma doesn't visit.
I follow and gather intel like a good pet assassin, I watch and I grow angrier as Victor visits his kid and wife, all together, thinking their safe. I'll show him safe, the stupid son of a bitch. He's got someone and all I have are dreams that offer little comfort. Those and a brother that will spend the rest of his life in a straight jacket.
Victor looks thoughtful and caring in my scope as I get ready to squeeze the trigger and make his head pop like a balloon full of blood and bone.
It'll get on his kid.
I let my finger relax without taking the kill shot. Carla wants him dead, wants it messy, but I decide to slip my leash. In an hour, Victor will get a letter and if he's half the burned spy I think he is, he and his family will be gone ten minutes after that. In the morning, everything will be in place and there will be bullets flying and bombs exploding and I'll be happy for the first time in years.
How to be free in two easy steps? 1)Make sure you have nothing left to lose 2)Make them pay, not matter what.