Chapter 2

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I woke up the next day at 6 am sharp, to get ready for the day. I put on an expensive black Luis Vuitton jacket, checked trousers, black doc Martin boots, a white turtle neck top and some Gucci sunglasses to make myself feel better due to my lack of sleep last night - thinking about the past missions I have had to do involving the Greek mafia. 90% of those operations ended in someone I loved dying, but enough said about that. I need to focus on the now rather than the past. I then proceeded to curl my hair and put it into a high pony tail to make myself look classy and serious ready to take on the day.

Last night I spent forever packing my bags with smart flawless clothes and kit, knives, guns and just the general stuff any MI6 agent would need. I grabbed my phone charger and shoved it into my carry on bag, along with a book, some earphones and some makeup. I picked up my phone, I still had enough time to get there a little early which I preferred over being late. I picked up my Lamborghini keys and all my bags. I left my house making sure to set all the alarms and lock everything up- who knows what can happen when your not home. I walked to my car, put all my bags in the back seats and then blared out some ACDC on the car speakers (which was actually to keep me awake after a rough and long night) as I drove to headquarters.

I got to the familiar building once again. I parked in my usual spot and grabbed all my bags before locking up my precious car.
I then strutted confidently up to the front door, as Noah opened it I thanked him as I went through.

I was greeted by Gaby again she stood as she saw me and said 'Agent 001, how are you this morning?' I replied sleepily 'Just fine. You dont have to stand when you see me either. I have been here long enough.' She nodded and murmured 'Sorry about that.' She blushed and I smiled at her flustered self. She quickly said 'Mr.Stone wants a meeting with you and 007 before you go. Same place as yesterday.' I grinned with a nod as I replied 'Thankyou. Is 007 here yet?' Gaby shook her head, I rolled my eyes with a knowing nod as I left the receptionist to go to the lift up to Mr.Stone's office.

While I was in the lift I whispered to myself 'First job back after being dead for 5 years and he is late. Typical.' Then the lift reached the top floor.

I looked at my phone it was 8 am on the dot. I smiled to myself as I was on time as usual, punctuality was a thing I loved - it gave me a sense of order over the chaos I deal with on a day to day basis. I walked to Mr.Stone's office and knocked on the door. 'Come in!' I heard him shout. I opened the door and closed it behind me, as I sat down and dumped all my bags on the floor in front of me. 'Good morning 001.' He said I yawned back 'Morning sir.' He chuckled 'On time as usual.' I stretched then replied 'Is 007 always late?' He laughed again 'Sadly yes.' I rolled my eyes, why can't this boy be formal he is an agent after all.

To break the eerie silence Mr.Stone said 'That's just 007. He has always been like this.' I joked 'This will be fun for me.' He replied sympathetically 'I know you are precise with everything 001, but he will and can make you a little more... laid back then you usual self. Take it as a learning curve per say.' Mr.Stone laid further back into his chair. 'Or I can teach him proper gentlemanly etiquette.' I suggested, shrugging as I wiped imaginary dust off my trousers to pass time. Mr.Stone smirked at my comment knowing full well that would never happen.

Then there was a knock at the door. 'Come in!' Mr.Stone shouted once again. Agent 007 appeared with his suitcase and bags hurriedly huffing 'Hey Sir, sorry I am late.' as he shut the door then stayed standing, dumping his bags on the floor. Mr.Stone stood up whilst 007 finally sat down next to me, as I swallowed my annoyance and sarcasm plastering a small (fake) smile on my face.

007 acknowledged me 'Agent 001.' I nodded curtly back. I noticed he had a sandy brown suit on today with a black shirt, brown trousers and black shoes.  It was more of a casual suit compared to his usual extravagant looks. 'Looking beautiful as ever.' he muttered to me as I gulped with shock and bit my tounge from saying anything sarcastic. 007 then shook Mr.Stone's hand as they acknowledged each others presence breaking the tension between us two. 'The reason why you two agents are here is because I wanted a quick meeting before you left.' Mr.Stone said.

Me and 007 both had blank, bored expressions as Mr.Stone carried on 'You both have different personalities and work ethics: 001 you think precisely and logically having plan wherever you go, 007 you think of the top of your head and in the heat of the moment.' We glanced at eachother and he winked at me. This was going to be a painful and dreaded mission, let alone 007 trying to basically flirt with me. I rolled eyes at his futile attempt.

Mr.Stone carried on with his lecture 'This is going to be a learning curve for both of you, but you are both on the same team and you have to work together. No matter how much you hate each other and how differently you try to solve situations as individuals.' As he chuckled to himself.

Mr.Stone was finding this amusing, he wasn't the one who had to go on a mission with 007 because you have to sort out the Greeks - again. Mr.Stone is like me, logical thinkers liking to have a plan of action, whereas 007 thinks on the spot which can be dangerous. I thought it was just stupid and reckless not knowing what your going to do next and just going with the flow of things.

Then Mr.Stone abruptly carried on 'As much as I want you two to get along.' He paused to readjust himself in his seat. 'You cannot get to know eachother. This is dangerous as it is let alone getting close and getting yourselves hurt.' 007 cockily quipped 'So why can't we get to know eachother?' I answered his dumb query 'It would compromise the mission.'
007 confused said 'How would it be compromised?' I held back my anger as I knew what the pain caused and sighed 'If we knew eachother and were really close and I saw you die, I would be sad and grieving. Furthermore, I wouldnt have the same attitude or mindset as before to be able to complete the task set for us.' I cringed at the thought of 007 and I being close - like hell was I going to get to know him and his big fat ego. 007 muttered a sarcastic 'Right...'

Mr.Stone broke the silence again 'So keeping that in mind, the car is waiting for you both in the parking lot.' We all stood up as 007 and I picked up all our luggage. Mr.Stone smiled 'It has been a pleasure working with you 001.' I replied smirking 'You haven't got rid of me yet. I will be back soon. Don't you worry.' He had an undoubtful smile and said 'Good luck 007.' The two men shook hands. Then Mr.Stone said 'Look after eachother. You will need the support and teamwork is key.' I replied happily 'Thank you sir.' Then me and 007 turned to leave the office ready to get to work.

Me and 007 soon got to the lift heading down. 'You scared?' 007 mocked 'No.' I stated matter of factly I never got scared on missions. 007 inquired 'You have dealt with Greeks before. Haven't you?' I nodded. 'How did it go? So I know what I'm dealing with.' He said. I sighed muttering 'I got shot 9 times.' The lift dinged as I walked out, leaving 007 stunned inside.

'Bye Gaby.' I said Gaby nodded acknowledging my words. I heard a faint 'Good luck.' come from Gaby. How cute I thought no other agents say things like that to me. I continued walking to the car park doors. Suddenly I felt 007's presence at my side he exclaimed 'You got shot 9 times?!' I stated 'Yes I got shot 9 times. Don't worry about it, it's nothing I can't handle.' We both got into a posh green coloured jeep. With a driver at the wheel already, we put our bags in the boot apart from our carry ons.

The car took off towards the airport as 007 whispered 'You are not going to be an easy one are you?' I remarked 'Well the same applies for you.' I took out my phone checking the time. 007 saw my lock screen and questioned 'Is that your boyfriend? Fiancé? Or dare I say husband?' I turned my phone off and snapped 'None of your business, Mr.nosey.' I folded my arms. He scoffed 'So we are actually doing this then.' I replied 'Doing what?' He stated 'You are actually sticking by the "Let's not get to know eachother incase we die" thing.' He used air quotes to exaggerate. I nodded 'Those were orders from the boss.' He shrugged 'He isn't here, we are on our own 001.' 007 sighed. I put my hands on my lap rolling my eyes admitting 'We aren't being friends! because the whole thing Mr.Stone was going on about... it has happened to me before.'

007 shifted to face me. 'You're best friend got killed in action?' He asked softly. I looked down at my phone opening it to show the screen. I answered sorrowfully 'No... my brother did.'

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