Eight is driving tonight.
I’m leaning on the open car window, one hand behind my head, the cool wind blowing through my hair.
The white lights from passing cars appear like quick flashes, reflecting on the shiny thread in my expensive slacks.
“Five. You ready?”
I tilt my head slightly, looking at Eight from the side of my eye. He has a smile on his face as he stares at the road.
“Of course,” I say coolly. Calmly.
I love night drives, especially in the air like this, and it’s not often Eight and me can take them.
It’s always really cool, seeing a different side of the city. It makes me feel calm.
Eight reaches out to give my hand a quick, playful squeeze.
“You’re not nervous, are you?” He says while glancing at me with a grin.
“No,” I say, a little sulkily. I close my eyes and lean my head back into the head rest. “I can do it.”
“It’ll be easy with me here. This party is the perfect set up.”
“And everybody’s going to be there, backing us up.”
“When’s the last time we all got to go on a mission anyway?”
I open my eyes, looking at towering buildings of glass we’re passing. They’re all lit up against the night sky.
This would be our first mission with all of us together, and the first time with Seven since that day.
She’s supposed to be with the other team, though, so I don’t expect to see much of her.
“It should be fun!”
I close my eyes again, this time with a little grin.