○Chapter 5○

Aiesha's POV:

As i was walking into the building at exactly 6 a.m. i feel the feeling of accomplishment rise up my spine. All the tears of last night made this moment feel worth it. I thank god for everything he has done.

I walk in meeting Micheal in black shirt and black joggers. Kept it simple. We walk to the back of the department. For some reason my eyes were looking for that one person but he was nowhere to be seen.

'Aiesha this is the team. Team this is Aiesha.' I immediately recognise Zain. A family friend who helped me in every way. He is the only one who knows my past and has kept his secret of not telling anyone. He was in the fbi and helped me in training. He was there every day till i made it. Today I'm standing in front of him with my dream complete which i used to tell him all about during night training. He trained me till i was better than him and today at 6:05 i can say i made it.

I greet the rest of the people and give a good first impression.

'Aiesha.' I hear my name get called so i turn around.

'This is Zeeshan our head leader...' i lock eyes with the guy i have been looking for. Zeeshan. The smirk on his face showed that he knew all along. We shake hands, giving me butterflies in the stomach. We head to the shooting range.

This is what i have been working for 24/7. I turn to my left i see Zeeshan with his gun and aim ready. I turn to my left i see Zain and i give him a genuine smile. He knudges me.

'Ready. You made it.' He breaks the slience as he whispers.

'You bet' i respond with a smirk on my face.

We take our positions and aim. I was little bit late but my aim was not missed. A row of 5 bullet hit bullseye.

'Aiesha. Omg . How?' I turn to my right to see everyone apart from Zain shocked.

'Practise.' I wink to Zain and he knows exactly what i meant. I turn to my right to see a confused look on Zeeshan which i ignore. Couldn't this guy piss me off any more than he already does.

We move to the boxing area and i put the pearl white boxing gloves.

'Aiesha you will fight Zeeshan since you are trained to his level.'

I nod. We take our places and i relaise most eyes are on his.

'3...2...1...0.'

'You ready? He questions with a visible smirk glued to his face.

'You bet.' I respond as we start moving around the boxing ring waiting for the first move, which was made by me but he dodges.

'Good try.' Such a dickhead. I roll my eyes.

He throws his punch my way and i dodge.

'Good try but too predictable.' I say mocking him.

We get closer and he starts throwing a row of punches which i block with my arm. At the same time I make a swish move and use my leg to floor him. I get on top of him.

'Keep an eye out huh.'

I throw punches which he doges some of them. Out of nowhere he gets a hold of my waist and pushes me so that now hr is on top of me. At the same time he punches me busting my lip open. I close my eyes in pain buy keep going.

'I suggest you stop rolling your eyes. You're missing my moves here.'

I think quick and as he is about to punch me i take a hold of his arm and twist and use my other hand to throw a punch and push his abs to switch places. I lean in his ear and whisper ' you missed this bit.'

'Weak.' Ooooo this guy is getting departed from me. I keep my cool and the whistle is blown to stop us.

'Looks like you got taken out by a weakling Mr Zeeshan Ahmed.'

I mock as i get up from on top of him and offer him my hand for help.

He takes my hand and twists it so im on the floor next to him.

'Yh. Good luck Aiesha Malik. Let's see who saves you next time.'

'Dickhead.' He rolls his eyes and offers his hand. I think about flooring him but ignore his hand and get up.

'Great job Aiesha. No one has ever taken Zeeshan out like that.' I hear Zain scream.

Zeeshan chuckles.

'Yh good job. Raven.'

I chuckle at the new nickname and give him a smile while walking towards Micheal.

'Good job everyone. Aiesha I made a good decision. You are a good fit.

I give everyone a smile as we pack to go to the meeting for my new mission. I turn to look at Zain while he is talking the Zeeshan he signals to me that he wants to talk. I nod as he moves faster after saying something to Zeeshan.

'So. How is it?' He questions.

'Great. I am not going to lie it was harder than it looks but i made it.'

He takes a deep breath as he travels deep into his thought.

'What is it?' I question hoping to know what he is thinking about.

'Just thinking imagining your parents watching you. You can lie and say whatever you want but i know you wish your dad was here to see all the blood and sweat you put in just to provide for his future. Whenever you look at me i know you think about the fact that you wanted a father. You look like you have changed but you haven't. Still the same girl that used to go to the park by herself after practise to get some closure.'

Wow. I give a small smile and walk off because i didn't feel like crying. I never cry in front of people. I'm gonna stand up and make sure that father figure will never show up in the future because i made it by myself. Me, myself an I made it and the talk of my dad that failed at his job is not going to bring me down.