Hello one and all! It's been a while! I know I said that I was coming out with a KLAINE spy story next, but I'm still working on it. It's actually a lot harder then I originally realized…anyway! I've been working on this story for a while (as you can tell, because it's supposed to be set after Prentiss 'come back from the dead'). I've written the majority of this story already, and I'm already half way done with chapter two. These chapters will be long, but not too long. Also, there will be quite a few OC's, but I do hope that doesn't stray you from this story! I have let others read it and said they loved it, and I'm hoping to get the same reaction from you all! Of course, as always, constructive criticism is welcomed, and so are lovely reviews, for if I do not get enough, this story will cease to exist! So enjoy!
PROLOGUE
Year: 2000
"Welcome to the team, Doctor."
"Please, just Spencer is fine, I-uh-I don't think being referred to as a doctor out in the field would be a good idea." Spencer looked down nervously as he shuffled on his feet in front of the elderly gentleman.
The gentleman laughed, "True, true, I'll give you that, Spencer." The gentleman held out his hand, "I'm Director Nick Jones, and you'll be reporting to me for your missions."
Spencer looked at the hand then looked at the man-he was fairly young for his position, but his dark green eyes, which were in contrast to his dark, flawless skin, held his true age from all he's seen in his years, as well as the slowly graying brown hair. Spencer took the man's hand, "N-nice to meet you, Sir, I've heard great things. I-uh-I'm a big fan." Spencer blushed slightly as he looked away, quickly dropping his hand.
The Director laughed, "Well, thank you, and please, no 'sir' or 'Mr.' or even 'director', just call me Jones - Nick outside of work, if you like." He smiled as Spencer just silently nodded, keeping his head down. Jones clapped a hand on Spencer's shoulder, causing the young doctor to jump and squeak. Spencer looked up at Jones, "C'mon, I'll introduce ya to your team, I'm sure they'll be happy to meet ya." Nick Jones led Spencer down the headquarters hallway, his hand still on his shoulder, and led the young man into what looked like a conference/ training room. There was a table on one side, with a corkboard and a TV, but the rest of the room was empty, save for a few pads on the ground and some dummies with bullet, knife, and what looked to be either kick or punch indents, possibly both. At the very back of the room were two tables laid with weapons, and some good distance in front of those tables were targets of every size, in various positions.
Spencer looked around the room in awe, not even noticing the other people in the room. The sound of something being unsheathed caught Spencer's attention, and without looking toward the sound, he moved slightly to his left, just barely dodging the knife thrown at him. He watched the knife hit a bulls-eye on the wall to Spencer's left. There was a whistle behind Spencer and he turned around to see a young man, though possibly a few years older then Spencer, leaning on his knee, which was propped up on a chair at the table by the TV. His short, bronze hair spiked up as his blue eyes looked at Spencer with admiration. "Damn! You were right, Jones, kid is good! Just needed to hear the knife to know where it was comin'!" The man chuckled and smiled, showing his white, sharp teeth. Jones just chuckled with the young man and leaned against the wall next to the door he and Spencer had just entered, knowing that the team would introduce themselves without meaning to do so.
There was a groan and the other end of the table, and Spencer startled. He hadn't seen the black haired woman there before. She rolled her baby blue eyes, "Jack, calm down. For all you know the kid got lucky."
"Now, Adelina, don't go judging someone before you've witnessed their full potential." Informed a new voice as it came out from the shadows in the back of the room where the guns and targets were. Her short bronze hair coming over her shoulders and her grey eyes were looking at Spencer apologetically as she sat down at the other end of the table.
"No, no, no! Kirk is way better then Picard! How can they even compare!?"
"Kirk has nothing on Picard! Picard is far more intelligent then Kirk, plus he doesn't have some no good, emotionless half- Vulcan weighing him down!"
The three at the table groaned as two new voices came down the hallway toward the room. The young man, now known as Jack thanks to the black haired woman, Adelina, sat down in the chair he had been resting his foot on. "They're at it again! When will this ever stop! Damn!"
"What do you think Data is then!?"
"He's an android! He doesn't have a choice!"
"Neither does Spock!"
The two new voices entered the room. They were both young men, possible the same age as Jack, with matching short cropped hair and dark blue eyes, which were glaring daggers at each other. Their faces held similar features, but they were different in a sense of size-one was bigger then the other, bulkier, most likely due to all his muscles; while the other was thinner, he still had some muscles, but not as much as the man next to him.
He opened his mouth to continue the argument but Spencer took a cautious step forward and spoke. "Ac-actually they're both equal in their many ways." He saw the tallest one about to argue, but Jones held up his hand to the two men and looked back at Spencer, smiling as he nodded for him to continue. Spencer hesitated, but another nod from Jones got him to continue. "Kirk a-and Picard both have their faults and their advantages. Kirk, while he was the first captain, is a bit cliché, he still has possibly the best leadership in the Star Trek saga, and he made a legend out of himself and his crew on the starship Enterprise. Although Picard did have to take on that legend, he did a tremendous job trying to keep it going. Picard had good leadership skill as well but he didn't express as much empathy on the show as Kirk did." Spencer had started staring down at his feet as the stares of everyone in the room bore into him. Once he was done, he looked up at the two new men and saw their eyes wide.
Jones chuckled lightly and motioned from the two new men to Spencer, "Twins, meet Spencer, the new addition to the team, Spencer meet the twins." Spencer gave a small awkward wave as he shuffled on his feet, tucking a stray brown hair behind his ear.
The two men looked at each other before they settled their eyes back on the awkward new kid. The smaller of the two walked over to Spencer and held out his hand, "Jake Saunders, older of the two of us."
"Just by two minutes!" Exclaimed the other as he came up beside his brother and held his out as well. "Dillan Saunders, the bigger of the two of us." He glared down at his brother as his brother glared up at him.
Spencer looked between the two then looked at the others in the room, who were suppressing their laughs. He was about to shake their hands when the twins looked at him and asked him simultaneously, "Kirk or Picard?"
Spencer sputtered; hand stopping in mid transit on its way to Jake's hand. He looked between the twins again and shrank back a bit from the intense glares he was receiving. "I-uh-I don't really have a preference…?" he muttered, a bit unsure of how he should respond.
There was a chuckle from behind the two threatening men, "Alright boys, don't scare him away, give him some space." Jones waved them away as running footsteps came toward the room.
Everyone looked to the door expectantly. Spencer groaned, "Great, now wh-"
A lithe, young man came barreling through the door, his black hair sticking in different directions, his white bangs falling over the goggles he was wearing, which were hiding his eyes. He was breathing heavily and had a goofy smile on. Everyone just stared at him with raised eyebrows and before anyone could ask he held up a small metal contraption and his smile grew bigger, "I did it! I've finally perfected my Nitroglycerin bomb! It took me a few days but I got it!" Before he could continue, Jones coughed and when the new man looked at him, quite exasperatedly, Jones nodded to Spencer.
"Spencer, meet Harvey-"
"Harvey Nepp, nice-nice to meet you." Interrupted Harvey as he slowly approached Spencer, taking his goggles off to reveal his grey eyes, which were now staring intently at Spencer, making Spencer fidget from foot to foot. Harvey held out his hand and gave Spencer a 100-watt smile. Spencer took his hand and gave a small, shy smile back. "Very nice to meet you, Spencer." Harvey held Spencer's hand longer then would be considered appropriate and slowly let his hand fall into his jean pocket. He saw Spencer eye his bomb curiously and smiled, lifting it up so they could both look at it at eye level. "You like what you see?"
Spencer stared wide-eyed at Harvey and stuttered, "Wha-what? I-I wasn't-"
Harvey laughed and stopped Spencer, "I was talking about the bomb, but y'know," He stepped closer to Spencer, "I don't mind you looking elsewhere."
"Oh, Harvey, stop trying to hit on him, you're just scaring him!" Adelina interrupted, causing Harvey to glare back at her and the others to chuckle.
Jones lifted himself off the wall and went between Harvey and Adelina's glare-off, holding up his hands, "Alright you two, calm down, stop acting like children. Now, we're just missing one more person; has anyone seen-"
"What the hell is all the commotion about in here? I was trying to finish learning Latin when I here nothing but yells and screams coming from here and caused me to loose my concentration!" Exclaimed a new, angry voice. A young, blonde woman entered the room next, her forest green eyes looking around fiercely, trying to find the source of her annoyance.
"Sophia…" Jones sighed, dropping his hands.
Sophia's head whipped to Jones, "What the hell is this about, Jones? I like to study in quiet, like in a library, not a child care center." Her gaze met everyone's.
Jack sighed and put his feet on top of the table, "Calm your ass down, Soph, we were just greetin the new kid." He informed, rolling his eyes and messing with one of his throwing knives.
Sophia glared at Jack, "I told you to never call me that, Yuuto." She seethed before turning back to Jones, "And what's this about a new kid? Don't we have enough children on this team?" This comment earned her glares and growls.
Jones sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, "Sophia, settle down, we don't want to cause another battle incident." He turned to the side so Harvey was visible, but he was still blocking Spencer. "Spencer," Spencer came around Harvey cautiously, not wanting to feel the wrath of the angry woman, "Spencer, this is Sophia Newman, our senior agent on this team. She was the first one on this team and has the most experience."
Spencer nodded to Sophia and held out his slightly shaking hand to her, "Hi, n-nice to meet you."
Sophia just glared at Spencer and his hand before flipping her blonde hair over her shoulder and stalking out, "Yeah, whatever, just don't get in my way and we won't have a problem." She called back as she left the room.
Spencer stared dumbfounded at the door, and before he could stop himself, he spoke what was on his and possibly everyone else's mind, "Wow, she's a bitch." He quickly realized what he had said and clamped his hands over his mouth and looked around at the others wide eyes. "I-I didn't mean-I-I mean-"
Everyone was silent until they all burst out laughing and Spencer felt a hand clamped onto his shoulder and looked up to see Harvey smiling down at him, laughter filling his eyes, "No, no, it's-it's fine," He chuckled and moved his hand so his arm was around Spencer's shoulders, pulling him closer, "We all think it!" He laughed.
Dillan came forward and clapped him on the arm, causing Spencer to fall further into Harvey's arm, which he was quite surprising fine with, "Don't worry, Spencie, we won't tell her." He winked.
"Mainly 'cause she already knows." Jake commented with a wink of his own.
Jones chuckled but tried to cover it up as a cough, because he couldn't be caught insulting one of his associates, never! "Anyway, yes, that was Sophia, the leader of this team. And, before you ask, yes, she has always been that way, no one knows why and we hope that soon she'll grow out of it."
"We've been hoping for that for four years, and still nothin'." Adelina commented.
Jones rolled his eyes and looked back at Spencer, "So, Spencer, seeing as you were just thrown in here without an actual introduction, let's start again. Team." He stood back and motioned for the team to introduce themselves.
The team stood in front of Spencer and around the table. Jack stood up and waved at him, "Jack Yuuto, weapons expert on the team. I can tell you anything you need to know 'bout any weapon from 'round the world, and can help make any weapon ya want." He informed, his southern drawl more prominent then it had been in the beginning, or Spencer just hadn't noticed it.
"Adelina Suichi," Adelina said, leaning sideways on the table, "I'm basically the chameleon on the team. I can change and/or disappear into anyone. You want to become someone else, come to me." She winked.
The bronzed haired girl rolled her eyes before pulling out an all white teeth smile on Spencer, her brown/red eyes dancing with happiness, "Je suis Serena Carême, je suis le spécialiste linguistique sur l'équipe." (I'm Serena Lent, I'm the linguistic specialist on the team.)
Spencer smiled at her, having learned French in high school out of boredom, "Hey! Je peux parler français aussi! J'ai appris quand j'étais au lycée quand j'avais 12 ans!" (Hey! I can speak French too! I taught myself when I was in high school when I was 12!)
Serena's smile grew bigger, "C'est incroyable! Vous étiez 12 lorsque vous étiez à l'école secondaire et tu as enseigné vous français aussi! C'est donc-" (That's amazing! You were 12 when you were in high school and you taught yourself French too?! That's so)
Jones coughed, "Uh, guys." He glared at the two and they shied away.
"Désolé." (sorry) they said in unison, looking at each other and smiling.
Jones rolled his eyes and gestured at the twins for them to introduce themselves. They both smiled and stepped forward. "I'm Dillan Saunders," the taller of the two said,
"And I'm Jake Saunders," the smaller one waved.
"I'm basically the muscle of the group here. I know various martial arts styles, but I'm also stealthy. I've been teaching these guys for the past months." Dillan smirked.
Jake rolled his eyes, "Well, I'm the techy in the group. Give me a computer and watch me do my magic. I can do whatever you please, find whatever, and put whatever on the web." He smiled confidently.
"Well, I," the black and white haired young man stepped forward, placing a hand upon his chest, "Am Harvey Nepp. If you haven't figured out already from my earlier outburst, I am the bomb expert here. I'm almost as good as MacGyver." He winked at Spencer, making the kid blush and look down at the floor with interest.
When the room went silent, Spencer looked up to see everyone staring at him and realized that it was his turn to introduce himself. He took a deep breath, "I-I'm Spencer James. I-I don't really have an expertise except maybe knowledge. I have an IQ of 180, I can read 20,000 words per minute, a-and I have a couple PhD's working on more and one BA." He looked around at the group and noticed their shocked expressions, even Jones, who had read Spencer's file numerous times. Spencer cleared his throat nervously, "I-I also have and eidetic memory, meaning I can remember and register anything I read and learn."
Everyone just blinked and stared for a few moments, and before Spencer could say something demeaning to himself, smiles broke out on their faces and Harvey came forward and draped and arm over his shoulders. "This is great! Another genius we can talk to, Jake!" He laughed good-naturedly.
Jake smiled brightly and fist pumped the air, "Yes! Now we don't have to dumb down our language!"
Everyone started talking animatedly with each other and Spencer just watched as they all just interacted with each other as if they were a family. Family. Something Spencer has never really been familiar with.
Spencer felt a hand squeeze his shoulder and looked up into Harvey's silver eyes. "You okay? Am I making you feel uncomfortable?" Harvey asked quickly as he began to remove his arm from around Spencer's shoulders.
Spencer quickly grabbed Harvey's arm and kept it in place. Shaking his head, he spoke softly, "No, no, it's-it's not that. I-it's just that, I've never-I've never had something like this before." Spencer looked at the others, who were now playfully picking on Jake.
Harvey looked at him confusingly, "Had what? A team?"
Spencer shook his head and looked back up at Harvey, eyes slightly glassy from unshed tears, "A family." That stopped everyone in the room. They all looked at each other before smiling and charging at Spencer and Harvey.
Spencer and Harvey looked at the others when they heard footsteps and didn't have enough time to move out of the way as the rest of the team tackled them. Spencer and Harvey let out very girlish squeaks as they landed on the floor with the rest of the team on top of them, Jones watching from the background. Spencer groaned but looked at the team, whose faces were all smooshed together and looking at Spencer happily, "Welcome to the family, Spencer!" They exclaimed, laughing.
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