Life's Second Chance

Just another Day with the MIB

"All hail Jay! All hail Jay!"

Grumbling quietly to himself as the inhabitants of his cubbyhole greeted him, Agent Jay just slammed the locker shut and rubbed his temples with his right thumb and index finger, only to look up to find his son staring into his open metal cubby. The lad was about twenty five, and already evidence of an old man's weight seemed to be accenting his features.

Sighing deeply softened his gaze as the young man before him pulled out an old frame and looked soulfully into the transparent pane that was bordered with a homemade decorations. It had been exactly three years since Agent Ray was neuralized..his son..never seemed to have recovered.

Dark eyes followed his son as the now formal looking character walked up to him and greeted with a cold, "Mornin' Dad". "Mornin' Son," was all Jay could answer. The boy had been on and off with numerous partners, and nothing seemed to have fit the boot so to speak.

As this middle aged Agent made his way to the main office upstairs, a sea of characters seemed to flow in. In all their varied shapes, sizes, and even smells, nothing seemed to have been worth taking to note. It was after all just another day, nothing new or out of the ordinary. The high white walls were still as plane as ever, the hustle and bustling echoes of different dialects sticking to the well ventilated room. It seemed to blend into one chorus of noise as it always did, the rhythm of the suited drumming soles of the Agents' footwear echoing flatly.

High above their heads was the Director's office, his destination, and as he took the elevator and watched the going and comings of the creatures below. He just couldn't bare the sight of the dark tanned scepter that hung around the back behind a desk in the far corner the way he always did upon the Anniversary of Agent Ray's supposed demise.

Of course the boy had seen her many times, but always at a distance. By the way the young Agent was dressed he was going to take his annual trip top side to visit the girl who would be graduating university right now.

"Ah Agent Jay finally," commented the man's old friend and partner.

Director Kay read the sadness in his partner's eyes and just sighed deeply for he knew what was ailing the man's heart and mind. Turning 180 degrees so that his back faced the door behind them, just pointed his eyes through the glassy pane towards Jay's son Agent J.

As much as the old Director wanted to hide it, he too had a heavy heart..his granddaughter was the only family he actually had, aside from Agent Jay of course, but having a partner wasn't the same as having relations tied with blood. He'd practically raised Ray as if she was his own daughter..the only other one he'd had. Folding his hands behind his back felt the heavy hand of his partner settle upon his right shoulder and heaved calmly and deeply.