Extended Disclaimer: The characters of Mac, Li-Anne, Victor, and The Director of The Agency, are credited to John Woo's Once A Thief television series.

She Owns the Night

Prologue

Doctor Director of Global Justice sat alone in the passenger compartment of the GJ hyperjet. While she had no difficulty piloting the craft herself, she wasn't trusting of her nerves at the moment. While it would only take half an hour to get to her destination, the Director sat impatiently in the luxurious room. Everything was silent, as they had broken the sound barrier a few moments before, and the Director was longing for the bustle commotion of GJ Headquarters as a distraction from what she would soon have to do.

She activated her wrist communicator. "Agent Du, any word from Drakken and Shego?" she asked, hoping for some news to take her mind off of her impending assignment.

"Not in the last two minutes since you requested an update, Dr. Director." Agent Will Du stated in his monotone voice, revealing none of his annoyance at feeling as though he need to be babysat.

"Very well. Let me know if you hear anything."

"Will Du out."

The Director sighed and fidgeted. This wasn't an assignment, she told herself. It was an honor. One that she had never wanted to have. "Pilot?" she called.

"Ten minutes to landing, ma'am." the pilot called back before she could even ask.

Pulling out her Mobile Database from her pocket, she began scanning her speech. She needed some action to calm her nerves, but as she looked out over the approaching coastal city, it looked so peaceful and she doubted her visit to Miami would be anything but action packed.

Kate sat down in her usual chair, between Joe's and Liam's. This time, however, those chairs were empty. She laid her hands out on the shiny black table, feeling the steel coolness in her palms. This was the first time she had been called to the Director's office alone, and she was beginning to sweat.

"Nervous, Kate?" came a sultry, yet no nonsense voice from in front of Kate, making her jump. The Director of the Canadian Spy Organization, known simply as The Agency, seemed to materialize out of the shadows in the dimly lit briefing room, wearing small square glasses and a business style, brown skirt suit. "Don't be. This isn't so much of an assignment as a holiday."

"Holiday?" Kate asked.

A meter stick snapped down on the table, making Kate jump again. The Director slowly lifted the meter stick up, twisting it around in her hands. "I'm not finished." she continued. "We've studied your family tree and I've decided you should go down to Miami."

"Miami, Florida?"

"No, Miami, Toronto..." the Director said sarcastically.

"But I don't have any family in the States!" Kate insisted. "Not since my great grandmother..." The meter stick slapped the table again and Kate narrowed her eyes. "Can't Mac, Li-Anne or Victor go?"

The Director circled around Kate, tapping the end of the meter stick in one hand. "You're the only one with family in Florida. You'll have your briefing on your flight."

"But I thought this was a holiday." Kate said, crossing her arms.

The meter stick came down again, making Kate jump, and the Director leaned in close, whispering, "Then bring your sun screen."

Joss Possible crawled out of the red and orange Cessna. "Thanks for the ride, Bernice! T'was sure fun flyin' with ya!"

"Any relative of Kim is a friend of mine, Joss!" the heavy set woman said. She wiped the sweat from her brow with a red baseball cap and smiled.

"I owe you one, then." Joss replied with a wave. Miami, Florida. Where the entire Possible family was gathering because Nana Possible was soon to pass away. It certainly wasn't how Joss had wanted to meet everyone again.

She sloughed off her tan long duster jacket and squinted against the bright coastal sun that was threatening to sink into the ocean. The faint sting of the wind from flying in an open cockpit still tickled her cheeks as the sun began to warm them.

Beep beep beepbeep.

"Howdy, Wade!" Joss grinned as she activated her communicator. The device had many of the same features as her cousin Kim's, but was built a little more robust and practical. Encased in titanium and colored flat black, it may not have been as stylish as the Kimmunicator, but it suited Joss just fine. "What's the... uh..."

"Sitch?" Wade asked with a grin.

Joss narrowed her eyes. "Problem." Her expression immediately changed to one of worry as the realization of what Wade's call could mean occurred to her. "Oh no... I'm not too late, am I? Has Nana..."

"No. She's okay. Your parents and Kim's family are all there, but..."

"But Kim's family mean no Kim, I reckon." Joss commented.

"Right. I got her on GPS and Ron went to go look for her." Wade explained.

Joss sighed, letting her shoulders slump for a moment. "Well, reckon I should go help. No tellin' what kinda trouble those two are getting into."