Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing and if I did I wouldn't be writing these names- Stephanie Myer and Ally Carter- they would be writing mine. So I had this amazing idea about spies and twilight so her you go and PLEAZ REVIEWWWW IM DESPERATE YESSSSSS IAMMMMMM

When I was a little girl all I wanted to be was a spy while other girls my age were going to be ballerinas, same with other things like playing dress up, they dress as princess, I dressed in all black prepared to go to a mission, they watched Cinderella, I watched James bond. Later when I was into the learning stage and had an IQ of a physiologist with a hundred degrees. You kinda get noticed and by noticed I mean by the government, so they can recruit in a highly educated private school for girls so they can teach to become a proper spy.

And became a spy I did. Nobody knew that I was capable, but it was in no time they started assigning me on highly dangerous mission as soon I came out of High School and became an international secret agent operative. Instead of following the missions, I lead them. Sure my job is dangerous but that's the most fun part. Adrenaline pumping through your body and how it's up to you so save everyone from the bad guys. Save I did often, but the bad guys were always mad scientist, drug dealers, super evil villains.

So it didn't really come as a surprise from me that right in the middle of my mission which if you ask me is ridiculous and didn't make someone else do it. My boss called, and when I say boss I mean the head chief of CIA and FBI combined.

What do I do you ask? Well for starter I make up a really lame excuse to hide my cover then hightail it out of there in my nice minivan (not my actual car it's for the mission) going a billion miles over the speed limit In a pair of mini shorts that had tons of different colored hearts in them and a then peach tank with a white on over it.

Making my way through all of security into woman's designer clothing building. Also in case you wondering no imp not going to change before I meet the boss because when the boss says to come to her office ASAP that's what you do As Soon As Possible.

Walking (cough….running like a maniac…..cough) down the building through the top floor and bursting in her office.

Now when being a spy has taught me is to ALWAYS observe your surroundings before anything. The first thing I saw in the office was a man with lovely bronze hair that seemed to shine under the glass wall (tinted so we can see outside but the outside can't see us) He looked about my age but maybe a couple years older, I can tell he doesn't work under a desk buy how muscular he looked only if he was wearing a tight t-shirt and dark jeans. His skin had a light, light tan to it like a pale but with color with it. I could tell he was beautiful even before looking at his face that is how handsome he is.

Back to the topic here! Some of you may be wondering who The Boss is. Well the boss is a women-spy named Esme. Just Esme. No last name because apparently it's classified. Sort of like the Charlie's Angles and how the angles only knew him as Charlie nothing else. She is like the Queen in the spy world. There are legends and rumors about to no end. Over the years we have a certain relationship that we have our own routine of communication. If you were looking on the outside it might look like disrespect of my superior. It's more of an understanding. You give the assignments and I'll make sure they get done efficiently. Even though she looked like she could be my mother. (Impossible because my mom lives in Florida with her young husband) She had dark hair and weird enough no wrinkles. Esme was the type of person who can age but not look a day over 30.

"Okay…I'm...here…what the big emergency…..is"I panted after bursting through the door.

"Bella why don't you take a seat by Agent Mason here," Esme asked me.

"What exactly is this all about?"I asked after I sat down by Agent Mason.

"That is what I want to talk to you about," she said.

"You see B Mr. Mason here is from another secret organization for international spies such as yourself. He has been sent here so you two can work together on a life or death mission." Esme explained.

I looked at Agent Mason with a look of shock. I had to work with him! Why can't I do it by myself?

"Esme, I don't see why I have to with Mason when I'm perfectly capable of handling whatever it is you want done." I said with a tone of disobedience. Mason looked at me shocked that I would use such a tone to my boss.

"Well that's a decsion that Edward's superior and I should make is it," not even the slightest unfazed of what I said.

"Fine but I want to choose who is at least is on our team of investigating this case," I replied reliantly but determined to get some sastification out of this situation.

"That is fine. The team is made up of six operatives including yourselves, you pick three and Edward picks three together you make the team up. It only seems fair." Esme affirmed.

"That is a wonderful idea Esme" Edward Mason confirmed. That was the first time I heard him speak during the whole meeting. His voice was beautiful like bells ringing. After I got over the shock of him speaking I just had to snort, even though it's unladylike and all. Come on, what a suck up.

"Who do you choose on the team Agents" asked Esme.

"You already know who I want to work with, Esme, my girls." I replied rather confidently because they always worked with me.

"I liked to word with my boys, Agent McCray, and Agent Whitlock," Edward requested.

"Great, now that we have that near of the end of the world ordeal done with, I like to know what exactly it is that we are dealing with drug dealers, evil scientists," I demanded rather…. Sarcastically. Anyway I'm a spy I didn't say we had to be nice.

"Good point, Bella,"- really do I even bother in the slightest, it's like she is immune to me-"here are the files revealing the details of the mission, operatives, and past research." She said this while handing us the files.

"Your mission Ms. Swan and is to capture and defeat Dr.T,"- (incase you're wondering YES all evil guys have DR. and a LETTER by their name. It is unfortunally the law of evilness)-"and shut down his control and connection to nuclear weapons" Esme tone was strict in that suggested die or die trying.

It seemed my brain was turning and clicking like of what you see inside a grandfather clock. "Which roughly translates into if we don't handle this WIII can happen," I translated.

"Seems like it." Was she replied? Sheesh no wonder there are two leaders and a full squad with the best of the best. "You two better head out to the lab. I'm guessing the team is already there." By guess she means know.

"Come on, pretty boy, we have to go" I tried to say before he could say something corny like you can count on us.

"Don't worry Esme you can count on us to not let you down" pretty boy said resurely.

Guess I spoke too soon.

After pushing (cough……threw…..cough) him out the door we headed to the lab which is basically a HQ for spies. It has everything from the latest tech. to the fastest cars. I mean it's a spy heaven.

All I kept thinking is that new jittery feeling when you get a new mission and it's all up to you. That and how Pretty Boy is either really polite or is totally into my boss.

Okay how that was. Huh. Hello .anyone there. (Of course not now stop talking to the computer) that parenthesis was meaning yep I went low enough to use a ………….HAPPY FACES….. People screaming…..not the happy face…….its frown is upside down……ahhhhhhhhhhhh

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