And once again, I'm back. I know I said that I had to focus on school, but I'm getting through it and in my spare time (which is still limited) I'm going to be updating this story. I'm not sure how many of you are actually still a part of this fandom, but if you are it would be great to hear from you, so feel free to PM me. Here's a list of sorrys:
Sorry for making it another Frella story; I know some of you may be growing sick of them, but they're really the only thing I can enjoy writing and that I can really get into.
Sorry for anything I've done wrong; haven't been in the game for a quite a while.
Sorry for such a short chapter; still getting used to all of this again.
And sorry for anything I've written or done to hurt anyone in the past; I was such a pain.
Thank you for all of your support,
Jasmine xoxo
The familiar sound of the lift doors opening sounded as four of Britain's top agents stepped through them. Dan, Aneisha, Tom and Keri were once again called for a mission from their leader, Frank London, and Chief Agent, Stella Knight. They walked up to the round, glowing white table in the centre of HQ and looked at Frank and Stella eagerly, who were standing side by side opposite them. After a month of being off duty, the agents were getting back into their normal routine, a part from the fact that KORPS had just been destroyed for good and they've already had a good fill of action to fill a lifetime, but they knew that the world still needed them.
"Agents," Stella started. "You're new mission, I'm sure, is not what you're hoping, but is still at a high importance. This weekend I'll be conducting a 'Face Your Fear' course, and your job is to attend with full focus. This course has been especially put together for this team, so attendance is essential. I'll send the details to your Spypods." The agents groaned loudly, annoyed that they'd one, have to reveal their fear to their superior, and two, have to spend the weekend facing it.
"Frank, do we really have to do this? I mean, I could be spend my weekend doing something more productive, like – "
"Hacking into classified files, Agent Tupper? Well, I'm sorry that I'm disturbing your idea of a perfect weekend. Plus, Frank will be joining you, so there's no point in trying to get out of this one." The junior agents frowned, but couldn't help but snicker first at Frank's utter disappointment.
"There's no use in arguing, agents. Now go back to school." The agents remained still and silently pleaded for Frank to do something about this course, but Stella shooed them off quickly. The four spies entered the lift, mumbling things like, "Is she serious?" And "Why couldn't she just have told us over our communicators?" Frank turned to Stella, knowing full well that there was no use in fighting, but knowing he had to try again.
"Stella, why are you doing this? You know that they're fine agents who, may I remind you, just brought down KORPS in it's entirety." Frank frowned as he saw Stella mentally preparing to take his argument and shatter it into a million pieces.
"I agree. These agents have surpassed all of my expectations, but we need to take it further, Frank, to ensure that they'll improve and that we'll be certain that they can face anything. You need to up your game, too, because you'll never know if you have to go back into the field again," Stella stated sternly, annoyed that Frank still insists to fight this.
"Stella, you and I both know that that will never happen. We both agreed that I'm better as a tech agent."
"What happens if the team get kidnapped? What if they're trapped and there is absolutely no way of getting out? I recall you telling me that a few years ago you used up the last batch of SMARTEASE because every agent was trapped in Himalayas and your team was trapped in an rocket that was about to blow up London. Clearly history has repeated itself several times before, so we're not taking anymore chances, and that is final!" Stella stared him down, knowing full well that Frank wouldn't be able to fight her on this one.
"Fine, but you're making a big mistake including me in this." Stella rolled her eyes discretely and glanced down at her watch and sighed.
"I've got a business meeting to attend to, so I'll send you the details later." Stella turned on her heel and walked towards the M.I.9 tunnels. Frank watched her go, sighing in sorrow. He had lost yet another argument against Stella. Facing his biggest fear that weekend would either make or break his life, but with Stella there, he was sure this wasn't going to turn out well.
His biggest fear was something that could shake him to the core. Of course he's had to face it many times before, but he always got through it because he could rely on his team. But this time, talking to Stella alone? Frank didn't think that she could help him overcome it. No one could. It was something that he had to do himself, but now that Stella was making him attend this course? He knew that everything was going to get a whole lot worse.
