Life's Second Chance

Mars

The rolling hills, and sharp serrated peaks of the Martian landscape soon came into view. It had been just as the mice had remembered it. Dusty red dunes painted the backdrop, as a licorice red sky carved the celestial ceiling that glistened above them. With excited hearts, and a joyous mental high, both Throttle and Modo just stared at the window. Two of their familiars were already waiting outside waving up at them. 

"Well sweet heart," Vincent looked lovingly at Charley as he had taken her hands in his, and leaned his forehead up against hers-their eyes locking. "We're home.."

~*~

"Throttle!" came a very familiar warm voice.

The golden-tan figure just stood on the painted platform, his arms open as he received a very snug hug from the mouse who'd held his heart for ever so long. "Carbine.." letting out a gruff chuckle, he added, "Easy babe..heh" with a flinch as his wounds sent a stinging sensation up along his sides.

"Uncle Modo!" cried the now fully grown RimFire who'd literally jumped into his uncle's arms, his booted soles kicking up a light cloud of red dust.

"Everything seems to be as as it should be," came young Agent J's sentiments as he drew a warm amused grin as he folded his arms with satisfaction. Eyes couldn't help but point to the red dusty sky however; reminiscing the last Mission on Mars not but four years ago.

Ray and himself had been standing at that very landing spot, staring at the stars as they both cracked up a joke of how her grandfather Kay and his father Jay would kill to see them paired off. And yet there they stood under the guise of a married Martian couple Mr. and Mrs. Spitfire.

Chuckling to himself, J just looked at the scene before him, all the happy faces of those reunited with their loved ones..would he ever have this moment? Agent J continued to drift into his locked thoughts, and realized that being undercover agents had always been the task that Ray and himself were always given. They were on a clean streak, and had always been assigned to the areas where other Agents failed. They made quite a team, and so far there was only one failed mission on record..

 What he'd do to get those good old days back again.

Sighing deeply, the young agent dropped his skyward gaze to the red sandy ground-the last mission dubbed, MTM embedded in his mind. That Mission To Mars nearly caused them both their lives-hot on the trail of Big Brother..

What irony..

Here he was now..reliving that very mission..that..nightmare.. Only this time he was living it alone with no back up.

"You okay kid?" came Kay's remark as he placed a heavy hand upon the young man's shoulders.

Sighing deeply the youth responded, "I don't know to be honest..it's like four years ago all over again."

Softening his hard formal gaze, Kay gave the young agent's shoulder a tight squeeze, "I know what you mean.." His eyes soon fixated upon Throttle and Carbine drawing a frown, "I'm sorry things turned out this way Jake."

Sighing the young man clad in black business attire dropped the façade, and allowed his straight posture to slouch in a heavyhearted motion, "It's one thing to love someone from a distance..but what hurts most is loving a person who doesn't return the favor.."

Kay looked the boy in the eyes as he tipped Jake's chin up in a fatherly way, "You will find someone..someday.."

Jake looked tearfully at his godfather, dropping all formality, "I wasn't referring to myself." His sorrowful gaze soon diverted, zooming in on Throttle and Carbine. "She's not going to like this."