DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS OR THE PLOT.

A/N: Hello everyone. Hope you're all well? It feels like such a long time since I posted any fanfiction on here and I'm sorry I didn't update this one sooner. Tbh I've been working on a Star Trek fanfic and it's ended up much longer than I anticipated, but I have at least managed to write a few more of these :) Hope you're still enjoying them. Any constructive criticism is very welcome. Please leave a review if you have the time. Enjoy :) x

Title taken from All the Things She Said by Simple Minds.

Chapter 9

Tonight

- Victoria attempts to reveal her assignment to Ivan -

She thinks she's going to die on the spot as soon as she sees him dressed in all his Russian splendor, waiting for her. It's their last evening together, and she wants more than anything for it to end as soon as possible, and at the same time last forever.

"Victoria" he greets with an extended hand, the boyish grin of the agent she had met so many years ago replaced by a gentleman's smile. Before she can say anything else he's kissing her passionately; and it only makes her want to cry more.

"I've missed you" she whispers truthfully and he chuckles.

"You are as beautiful as ever. Come."

Victoria grips his arm desperately. She has to tell him. "Ivan-"

"Don't worry" he whispers knowingly, and tucks a loose curl behind her ear. "No one will see us."

She can't do this. She really, really can't. "Ivan, please?"

"Zayckik moy, you have nothing to fear tonight" he says, still smiling and leads her by the hand. Victoria knows her heart has stopped beating in her chest, for after tonight she is not sure whether she will have one, and if there is… there will only be blackened, broken shards.