Jane's Hidden Identity

     Jane carefully and quietly slips through the open window as she's done many times before.  But this time is not like all the others.   This time Jane is injured.  

     As blood trickles down her neck she knew the cut on her cheek would need medical attention.  How would she explain this gash when she had supposedly been shut up in her office for her quiet writing time.   She would have to think of something...and quick!  She had convinced everyone close to her that whenever inspiration hit, no matter whether day or night, she would need complete solitude as she shut herself in her office to work on her writing.  They knew how important her writing was to her so they all respected her wishes and anytime she put the "Writer at Work, Do Not Disturb" sign on her door they left her alone.  Little did they know that it was during this so called "quiet time"  that Jane was anything but quiet.

     Truth is, the quiet, mild-mannered persona that Jane portrayed to those who knew her was all an act.  In reality, she was an undercover agent for the CIA; a special tactics agent, called out in only the most top-secret assignments.  When the call came in she would retreat to her office where hidden in a secret closet, undetectable to the untrained eye, was every kind of modern, technological gadget known to man, as well as knives, guns and clothing needed for her job.  With the stealth of a cat she would slip out the window and be back before anyone realized she was gone.  But this time something went wrong.  Before she could subdue the intended prisoner, he had pulled a knife and managed to graze her cheek before she kicked it out of his hand.  The agency knew if they let their doctors sew her up she wouldn't be able to explain the stitches so the only option was to send her home and let her go to the ER.  But how was she going to explain the cut!

     Slipping back into her regular clothes and closing the secret closet Jane spotted the glass of wine sitting by her computer.  Suddenly,  she knew what she must do.  Breaking the glass and knocking a couple of papers on the floor, she ran out of the office and started screaming for Lex.  When he arrived, sounding weak and drowsy, Jane explained that she had passed out sitting at the computer and cut her cheek on the wine glass.  Believe it or not, he actually bought it!  And so did the staff at the ER, even after it took 27 stitches to close the wound.  Once again, she had managed to keep her secret identity just that...secret.

  

 

    

The end.

     This fictional story (Or is it, Jane?) was written in response to GBE2 Week #40 writing prompt.  Unfortunately, one of our writing friends, Jane, really did pass out in front of her computer and end up in the ER with 27 stitches in her cheek from a broken wine glass.  We are giving her a choice of some very creative stories she might want to use to explain her scar; much more interesting than her unbelievable version.  :D)