Hey guys, well I'm back due to popular demand! It's so great to hear that you all want to read more of my work, specifically with RED as, let's face it, this franchise is awesome :) So I'm returning with another story however this is the first RED film, the one I did not start with for my other fanfiction, The Great Seduction and The Great Kidnap. If you haven't read those then please go check them out, Natalia is awesome.

This one was requested by AYMASgonalves and her crew, Liza P, Matty J, Leslie S, James T and Alina G. So guys, you asked for this and so this story is completely dedicated to you! I hope you like it, any comments just drop me a PM or review because I always check those and tell me what you want, it will definitely be considered. Same goes to you all! The more reviews, the more motivated I feel to write more chapters ;)

Anyway, I'm done prattling on, so go ahead and enjoy!


"Yes I realise sales have increased and there is a public demand but I'm afraid I can't just force myself to write some load of absolute crap and hope that it'll sell. If I am not making myself perfectly clear, then let me explain a little more simply." I growled down the phone to my publisher. "There is no sequel as of yet!" Slamming down the phone I walked away with a dark, stormy expression.

Why could people not understand writer's block? It is a simple enough concept, nothing too overly taxing on the mind. Yes, my first novel has become a number one bestseller this season and profits were still increasing but it did not mean that I could just write a sequel with no inspiration!

With a long sigh I fell backwards onto my sofa, burying my face into a pillow. Something soft brushed past my hand and my cat meowed in my ear, purring as she began to paw at my back to get my attention. "Hello Tinsel." I mumbled into the pillow which muffled my words then shifted, turning onto my side to smile at my young cat, who was gazing at me with large blue eyes before she meowed again then rubbed her head and body against my until I had lifted my hand and stroked her long ginger and white fur.

She pressed her body against me then lay down, finding her own comfortable spot then promptly went to sleep, purring as I continued to stroke her. I switched on the TV, flicking through the channels to find something of interest. There was some stupid teen drama but I bypassed that and settled on a nature programme, listening to a voice explain the everyday life of a sperm whale because, quite frankly, I had nothing better to do.

Time ticked by with me laying on my couch stroking my cat until at some point I drifted off. When I awoke again it was to Tinsel pawing at my face and meowing. "Okay, okay, I'm up." I sighed softly, rubbing my eyes. "I'll get you some food."

Rather reluctantly I got up and went to the kitchen to find my pet her dinner, because who could say no to those big blue eyes? She was just too adorable. I put some wet food down and tickled her chin before she dove in and began to eat it up, her tiny body crouching low on the ground as I went over to my phone and checked for voicemails. Apart from a few from my publisher, there was nothing else of importance so I went and had a shower.

Whilst letting the water rush down my face I slapped my cheeks a little, closing my eyes to try and think of a new story. I had been stuck on this for a few weeks now and still it was going nowhere. People were practically begging for a sequel, wanting to know more of the adventures that Kate Owens went through in her secret agent life.

Perhaps I should consider a new direction for my writing? Try a historic novel or something. Or perhaps I should go on holiday to get some proper inspiration? Go exploring for a good backdrop to put in my story.

Turning off the water I stepped out and wrapped a towel around me, yawning slightly as I glanced across to the clock. It was still early, only six in the evening so I changed into my favourite pyjamas, pulled on a thick woolly jumper then headed to the kitchen to make myself a cup of tea. "Hey girl, you all done?" I asked Tinsel as she mewed sweetly at me. "Good to see, how about we stay in tonight?" I suggested, glancing outside to the cold and snow. Christmas was coming so I need to start thinking about heading over to dad's.

Ever since he retired he'd been rather restless, unable to truly settle down because in reality, he was still thirty years younger and in the prime of his career. He still wanted to be out there doing his job for the government and CIA. So with this being the case, I often took it upon myself to go visiting him, making sure he was never alone on his birthday or Christmas, making sure that he always had something to do so that he didn't start to tear his hair out.

Figuratively, I mean. He doesn't actually have any hair. Sipping on my tea I contently watched the snow spiral down against the blackness of the night, lit only by the streetlamps outside. My living room was already decorated with a tree, tinsel and lights with a gas fire going to keep me warm.

I considered calling for a takeout but decided I wouldn't put the driver at risk. The snow was getting pretty deep and the roads would be very icy, I didn't want someone to die just to bring me a pizza. Looking through my cupboards I didn't find much of interest, save for some pasta so I cooked that, added some cheese sauce then put up my feet, wearing thick fluffy slippers.

Tinsel quickly jumped up into my lap and curled into a small ball of fluff, purring contently and I smiled lovingly down at her. I ate in silence, listening to the occasional car that crawled past carefully before finally caving into the nagging in my mind and picking up the phone.

I dialled a number then waited, listening to the tones before it was picked up. "Hello?"

"Hey Danielle, I was wondering if you would like to earn some spare change?" I said to the young girl who instantly replied cheerfully.

"Sure that would be great! You need me to check in on Tinsel for a few days?"

"Yeah, that would be very helpful. Usual rates okay? I'll be leaving for my dad's tomorrow, so if you could just come in whilst I'm away and make sure she has food and water and that she's okay then I'll really appreciate it. I'll be gone for a few days, no more than a week okay?"

"Sure Jean, not a problem." Danielle assured me. "Just leave the key in the usual place and I'll pop in. Merry Christmas!"

"Merry Christmas Danielle, see you soon." I hung up the phone then smiled down at Tinsel. "Your favourite friend is coming over to see you, would you like that? Huh?" Tinsel merely purred at me so I shifted, sitting further back on the couch to get more comfortable whilst reaching out to pick up my pen and notepad from the coffee table.

I began to write down story plots, trying to figure out a good direction but every time I came up with something I ended up crossing it out, deciding that it wasn't exciting enough before tearing out the page and scrunching it up. Soon my floor was littered with balls of paper.

Tinsel lifted her head then sprung forwards, catching a ball of paper then began to swat at it, purring with amusement as she rolled over with it, playing with it like a ball of yarn. I watched her then chuckled, shaking my head.

When I next looked around to the clock the time read ten pm. "Well, I'm going to bed. You coming Tinsel?" I asked, standing up then began to clear everything away. Tinsel meowed then followed me as I put the stuff in the bin then headed off to bed, rubbing my face wearily.

I crawled under my covers, turning the lights off as I went then hid under there, only smiling when Tinsel meowed and pawed at my duvet, looking up at me with winsome eyes. "Alright, up you come." I reached out and lifted her tiny body up onto the bed where she then jumped onto me, purring as I turned over before she curled up by my shoulder, my fingers brushing against her fur before I slowly drifted into sleep.