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    Solo goes missing. Illya all but panics. And Gaby's the one who holds it all together.

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    21 Feb 2026

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    Illya wakes to chains around his wrists and a knife at Napoleon Solo's throat. Just another day at the office - until it's not.

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    21 Feb 2026

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    There is a giant in his garden.

    He blinks his eyes a few times and crouches a little to sneak closer to the door. It’s pulling weeds out of the bushes, incredible. He squints in disbelief.

    Who breaks into another person’s house to de-weed their garden?

    (or: Napoleon is in search of a gardener to tend to his garden when he's on missions. He doesn't expect a 6'5" Russian Adonis to fulfil the role)

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    21 Feb 2026

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    "Why didn't you, then?" she asks, a reasonable question, and he turns his face towards the window, watches the Valencian night rush by.

    "I was distracted," he says.

    She is quiet for a while.

    "Distracted by whom?" she finally asks, and he keeps his eyes on the window.

    "I do not know." It is a lie, and he is sure that Gaby knows it is a lie, but she is kind enough not to point that out.

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    20 Feb 2026

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    “They are useless to their countries,” he says slowly. “Everyone knows their real names, their faces. A spy who cannot spy. Is like – like a car that cannot drive. Useless.”

    “Ah,” Napoleon says quietly, as if he finally understands what Illya is so angry about. But he doesn’t, Illya thinks, he can’t know, not really, and he isn’t sure if it’s sadness or relief he feels at the thought.

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    20 Feb 2026