Disclaimer: I do not own Charlie's Angels or the characters except Ella and other people you haven't seen in the show. This story is for entertainment/enjoyment purposes only, as usual.

Spoiler alert: Set after my other stories "Angel in Fear", "Lost Angel", "Back for More" and "Angelic Instincts". I do look back a lot, and it's less confusing if you've read past stories ^^

Note: I think I have an upload-addiction. Sorry ^^,
I have no idea where I'm going with this, but I have a few chapters finished, so here we go :P
And other note - my Italian is nooot very good, I'm still learning ;P So sorry for errors xD And lol, that goes for the English too ^^

Semper Fi, Agnes!

Italiano Angeli

Chapter 1.

"I wanna sit by the window!"

"What are you, three?" Kris smiled as she moved out of the way, and let her big sister jump in next to the window in the airplane.

Jill smiled as Kris sat down next to her, and they both buckled up. They were on their way to San Marino, to see a big race, and then head off to Venice. Jill had explained to Kris that it was the San Marino Grand Prix that her friend and coworker John Clark were going to compete in. Jill had been invited to drive, as the only female driver, and she had been so happy about it. But since she had taken a bullet to the shoulder just a few days back, there was no way she could drive in the GP. This was the first year the San Marino Grand Prix was being held, and Jill was so upset that she missed it. But her manager, Justin Hanson, had been able to let John take her place, so at least one of them was racing.

"Hello everybody, and welcome on board. This is Captain Alberto Piavanini speaking, and I'll be transferring you to airport in Rimini, Italy. The flight will take about 14 hours, so lean back and relax… Ciao a tutti, e benvenuti a bordo. Questo è il capitan Alberto Piavanini…"

"Rimini? Weren't we going to San Marino?" Kris asked, confused.

Jill smiled.

"San Marino doesn't have an airport. Rimini is just 16 miles east of San Marino."

"Oh. Okay. How will we get to San Marino from Rimini then?"

"Mike and Jess is picking us up." Jill smiled

"Oh, how nice of them."

Jill smiled and leaned back in the chair as the plane began to move. Kris popped a chewing gum in her mouth, offering one to Jill who happily accepted it.

Minutes later, they were in the air.

"Kris, look! It's beautiful! Did you see it?"

Kris rolled her eyes at her sister, when Jill for the hundredth time saw something outside the airplane window. Jill turned to her sister, with a wide grin over her face, which quickly changed into a confused look when she met Kris' eyes.

"What?"

"You're kind of in the way."

"Did you want to sit next to the window?"

"Did I have a choice?"

Jill smiled widely again, before she heard something. Her eyes got wider and they shimmered out of joy, and Kris couldn't help but laugh when Jill sat up straight to look over the seats. She looked like a horse that had spotted something in the distance. The neck got five miles longer, and if Jill had horse-ears, they would have been pointed straight forward. Kris knew exactly what was going on when Jill looked like that. The foodwagon. Kris hated the airplane food, but Jill loved it. Jill loves all food, Kris has always found that amazing. Jill hunched down in the seat again, tugging at Kris' shoulder.

"Kris, it's coming!"

"Jeez, calm down."

"But I'm hungry."

"Wow, that must be a first." Kris smiled teasingly, which made Jill point her tongue towards Kris, but put it back in when the wagon rolled up besides them. Jill sat up straight again, smiling widely to the steward. When he turned to give the other row their food first, Jill fell back down, looking sad. A minute later, she shot up again as the steward turned against her and Kris.

"Pasta or chicken?" He asked.

"I want pasta and she wants chicken." Jill answered.

Kris looked confused at Jill. She didn't want chicken, she wanted pasta. But she tugged her shoulders and accepted the food from the steward. Jill dug into her pasta, hardly noticing Kris staring at her. She felt the stare, and slowed down the speed. With her mouth full of lasagna, she turned towards Kris.

"Whoot?" She asked with her mouth still full.

"Why do I want the chicken?" Kris asked.

Jill chewed and swallowed, then smiled.

"Because you're not going to eat it anyway, and I want to try both." Jill smiled, and continued eating.

Kris sighed and fell back into her chair.

"This is going to be a long vacation, right?"

Jill just smiled and switched place of the trays, putting her empty tray in front of Kris. Kris giggled, and grabbed the apple from the tray that had been hers at the start. Jill followed the apple with her eyes, following it all the way up to Kris' face, watching her bite it.

"Come on. At least let me have the apple." Kris sighed, putting her head to her side.

"I love apples." Jill said, looking like someone just stole her most precious thing.

"I'll buy you an entire bag of them when we get there, okay?"

Jill smiled and finished up the chicken.

"I wonder if they serve dessert?" Jill asked, looking back after the steward.

Kris rolled her eyes again. Yes. This was definitely going to be a long vacation.

Hehe. I love writing Kris/Jill. Please tell me what you think :))