A/N: So I had another dream. And then I woke up and thought about it for ten minutes. Here's what I decided should go down.

Jade West strode up the cold marble steps leading to the ominous looking building that lay before her. Her black high heeled boots made a loud sound every time she took a step, but she couldn't have cared less. Whenever she got a call, she knew there were more important things to think about.

The twenty year old flipped her long dark hair over her shoulder and continued her climb. Once she reached the top, Jade pushed open a heavy door leading to the building and stepped inside.

"Excuse me, Miss." A man wearing a formal looking suit stopped her. Before he could continue, Jade reached inside her black leather jacket and pulled out a small leather book. She flipped it open to reveal a sizable, shiny, silver badge. It had CIA lettered across the center. Jade showed her badge to the man, who then nodded and stepped back.

Without a word, Jade returned her badge to it's pocket and continued across the shiny floor inside, to a door that lay on the opposite side of the room. When pushing that one open, she found herself in a room with one long corridor, and one room at the end. Still as sure of herself as she had ever been, Jade continued down the hallway and into the room on the end. There, a desk sat with one chair on either side. No one else was in the room.

Jade rolled her eyes. The setup couldn't have looked more like a grade school principals office. But she sat down on the chair closest to the door regardless, crossing one leg and leaning back, drumming her fingers on the sides of the chair.

"Good morning, Miss West." Another man soon stepped inside the room and shut the door behind him. His jacket had a CIA badge pinned to the outer lapel. The only difference between his and hers was that his had a name on it: Mr. Hale.

"Morning," she answered absentmindedly.

Mr. Hale took a seat in the chair opposite her, on the other side of the desk. "I see you got my phone call. We have much to discuss," he told her.

"Just get on with it," Jade told him impatiently.

"All right." Mr. Hale paused, deciding where to go from there. "You did very well on your last mission, Miss West. Our entire team was very impressed. Fighting off an entire army of pre-programmed robots can't be easy. Although, I could tell stories about back in the day." Mr. Hale leaned back in his chair, reminiscing memories of the days when he had been a junior executive spy himself.

Jade uncrossed her legs and sat forward in her chair. The sound her heel made when it hit the ground jolted her supervisor out of his memory.

"As I was saying," he continued. "You did very well on your last mission. Which is why the CIA decided to put you on this case when the request for a scout came in late last night. You're very talented, Miss West."

"Thanks," Jade said, only a slight touch of gratitude in her voice.

Mr. Hale turned to the desk that sat in front of him, and pressed a small, almost unintelligible button that lay on the side. The space on top of the desk immediately lit up and turned into a transparent screen that floated between the two. Jade sat back again, ready to take in her mission.

"This is Professor Carver," Mr. Hale told Jade. A picture of an older man in a lab coat and wearing glasses appeared on the screen in front on them.

"We've been trying to nab him for years, to no avail. He does a lot of work with illegal substances, trying to make explosives that he can use to blow up the county jail and get his assistants out of prison. This time, he's been reported to have high amounts of netracia in his possession. It's very deadly. Anything it comes in contact with immediately burns to ashes, including skin and body parts. We need to arrest Professor Carver before he puts the netracia into use on the jail. It could be dangerous beyond belief. But we can't just have the cops come in and take him down because his place is very tightly wired with security cameras and lazers, things he developed in his youngers days as a scientist. That's why the CIA was called, and why you are here right now."

"Jade West," Mr. Hale turned off the projector simulator and grew very serious. "If you choose to accept this mission, you need to realize the danger that goes along with it. Netracia can and will kill you, and the system Carver has installed is very difficult to get around. We chose you for this assignment because we know you have the mind, skill, strength and ability to do it. We believe in you."

Jade stood up. "I'll do it," she told him boldly, without a moment's hesitation.

Mr. Hale grinned. "I knew you wouldn't fail us, Miss West." He came around the table to shake her hand. "Let's go over your itinerary..."

Okay so far? My dream was kind of a mix between Pirates of the Caribbean and Harry Potter...and secret agents of some sort. Beck and Jade actually never made an appearance. But I just wanted to see them in the CIA or something. Plus, I just saw Cars 2, so my spy knowledge is in the clear. Also, I like Agent Cody Banks too. So that's where this came from.