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Someone's Got Memories
Let me start by saying that I didn't plan on my night turning out like this, it just sort of happened. I'm getting ahead of myself you're probably confused right now. I guess I should start from the beginning.
"I miss spending time with you. We never get to anymore." My sister said as she poured me a glass of wine.
"I know I miss doing this too." I said honestly,
"Do you remember the first time mom left us alone." Rachel asked suddenly.
I laughed at the memory. "Of course I do. I knocked into the wall and I thought that I spilled Grandma's ashes when really they were ashes from the fire place. That was the one of the first pranks you played on me."
"You should have seen the look on face when I vacuumed them up, priceless." Rachel was laughing hysterically.
"Hey," I said loudly trying to hold on to some dignity.
"In my defense I was 10 and I hadn't yet realize that my sister could be a complete bit-"
I never got to finish that sentence because there was a sudden knock at the door.
"Don't even finish that sentence Abby." She warned me before getting up to answer the door.
"Why not, it's true." I told her.
"Hey, Rachel I..." Joe trailed off once he saw me.
"Oh I'm sorry I didn't mean to interrupt anything." He said apologetically.
"Oh nonsense Joe we were just reliving memories." Rachel informed him.
"Yeah, because Rach's getting old." I taunted,
She smacked my arm. "Hey, that wasn't very nice."
"Well neither were your words." She said sounding like my mother.
"Please, stop you sound just like her." I pleaded.
I could see Joe out the corner of my eye trying not to burst out laughing.
"Joe, have a set." Rachel said pointing to spot beside me on the couch.
"If you're sure." Joe did not sound like a highly trained operative.
"For crying out loud Joe sit your butt down it's not like we bite." I was exasperated and annoyed.
Rachel smiled and rolled her eyes. "You know Abby sometimes being nice actually helps catch the prey."
Joe whipped his head around to look at my sister. "Prey, I'm prey?" He asked in disbelief.
"Oh Joe," I sighed dramatically, "So much to learn."
We laughed and he sat down.
As Rachel poured him some wine she asked him with a smile that I hadn't seen since I was 17. "Do you have any good stories to share about my sister?"
He nodded, "Of course but I'm not saying any."
And in that moment I could've kissed him. That was until he smirked and said. "Well maybe I could tell you one."
"Jackass," I shot out with venom and glared at him and Rachel as she smiled smugly.
"Go on," she sounded intrigued, of course she would be.
He looked at me for a second then chuckled. "How about, Abby's 22nd birthday, or should I say Abby's Broadway karaoke musical night."
I hung my head. This. Is. Not. Happening.
A.N This is pretty short but it wouldn't leave me alone. It's OOC but we've never actually seen them like this. I have the layout of the second chapter I'll post it soon. This is not Beta'd. I figured we need a fun story about them. I mean they couldn't have always been top spies with no fun in them. Anyways, thanks for reading and please leave a review.