June 16
CIA Healthcare Facilities
0345 hours

"Hey, Happy Birthday," Erica Hale said as she stepped into the room. "Thanks for remembering," I said, barely remembering it myself. "What about Joshua?" I asked. "To hell with him. He got what he deserved." Erica replied. I had landed in the Facility because of the sustained  damage I'd gone through from the brute crushing my ribs. With that, my ribs were broken, my arm was dislocated slightly, and there was a fracture in my left knee. I smiled at the thought of Erica Hale remembering my birthday. "Soon we'll be activated, y'know." Erica said. "I know, and I'll have to save the world again." I said this as normally as most people would open a bag of chips. "Your 14, now so that means your starting your third year here at Spy School." "Sounds like more homework to me." Erica giggled, and this made my heart feel warm. Erica leaned in to kiss me, and my heart warmed and jumped again. I smiled, because I'd gotten yet another kiss from Erica, and saved the Central Intelligence Agency from exploding to smithereens.

As Erica leaned in, Mike burst through the room and gasped.