Alright! This is my second glee fanfic that I am currently working on besides Madison's Adventures in gleeland which is put on hold for right now. My beta is reading it and going over it for me. I haven't started on the sixth chapter of MAIGL yet because I don't know how to start it off. So that is why you have this little story to read until I update. Yes, I am kind of numb from the breaking news that happened late Sunday/ Early Monday morning. Not as numb like I was with Sam and Mercedes. I'm still recovering from that.

Disclamir: I do not own glee, FOX, and the characters from glee. Ryan Murphy owns them. I do own three OC though. Just a little heads up. I do not own Charlie's Angels nor I do not own Mr.& Mrs. Smith. The respectful owners do own them.

A black SUV was in the middle of the desert part of Nevada. In the SUV, it contained a middle-aged woman with short blonde hair wearing a gray suit. The person, who was to the left of her, was a man with brown hair. He had on a black suit, with a white button up shirt and a black tie around the neck. The man held a folder with important information.

"You must be wondering why we are in the middle of Nevada." The woman spoke, looking forward.

"Just get to the chase Sue." The man said, fidgeting around in his seat. He didn't like being around the woman he is currently sitting by. It didn't bother Sue one bit. She actually loved it when people were scared of her. Especially the man who was currently sitting next to her.

"Open up the folder." She replied, still looking forward. The man looked from Sue to the folder that was currently in his hands. He opened up the folder; a bunch of papers that was mix in with some pictures had fallen to the floor of the car. He bent over to pick them up, and then stared at the stack.

"Okay, what's up with random pictures of girls and their background?"

"If you read the report that I sent you, you would've figured out that these are the recruits that we have." She said, looking at the man next to her.

"Okay," The man replied, looking at the stack. The first person he saw a picture was a girl, with doe like eyes, and flawless skin. Then he dug out the report that had the information that they needed. "The name is Mercedes Jones. She's twenty-three years old, she tried…Wait, does this say that she trashed her ex-boyfriend's house because he cheated on her with a skinny white chick who and I quote her words 'doesn't even have an ass.'?"

"Yup, we have wanted her because she has fire in her." Sue answered. "And she showed it." The guy moved onto a picture of a Latina with long black hair, and had a smirk across her face.

"Santana Lopez, twenty-three years old. I like this one." Sue said, pointing to Santana.

"Why?"

"She takes names last and business first. She's from Lima, Ohio. Lima Adjacent Heights to be more accurate. I heard she has razor blades hidden in her hair. So, you have to be more careful with this one than Mercedes." Sue explained. The man just nodded and moved onto another person.

"Morgan Johnson, (who just turned) twenty-three. Why do you have her in here? She looks like the girl next door."

"Exactly. We need someone being the girl next door and she's good with technology. Most people wouldn't take her as a spy; she has that goody two shoes thing about her. It's sickening, but it's right for the job." Sue replied. The guy moved onto the last and final member.

"Tina Cohen-Chang, (who turned) twenty three. Asian, and looky here. Nothing to report on her."

"It's because she moves like a ninja. You see her, and then the next minute she's gone." Sue explained. "That's why we don't have anything on her."

"So you have a person who trashed her ex-boyfriend's house, a Latina who takes care of business first and names last, then we have a goody two shoes that makes you sick and an Asian who moves like a ninja." The man said, looking over the papers.

"Good job William. Have ever I told you that if I took off my boot, I could use your hair to clean it? That is if I had dog poop on it." Sue said, looking at the person. The person just stared at her. "Now leave, you're stinking up this vehicle."

"We're in a middle of the desert Sue! What do you expect me to do?"

"Walk until you lose all that hair gel." She said. "I'm pretty sure you can be still hydrated when you walk into the nearest town."

"Well, one thing for sure. I'm glad that I gotten to know your agents. That way I have my boys on the look out for your girls." William said with a smirk.

"What makes you think I don't know information on your agents?" She said, looking at the person next to her. "Your guys are not a match for my girls."

"We will see." He said, dropping the folders onto the floor, got out the vehicle, and shut the door. Sue waited until it was safe to speak.

"Did you get that?"

"Loud and clear boss." A voice said.

"Good. When we get back to headquarters, I want you to see if you can track down William's spies. Also, I need this vehicle clean and very detailed. I don't need to smell the reek of William's hair gel and body spray."

"Got it boss."

"And one more thing?"

"Yes?"

"Track down the girls, and get them caught up with everything that has happen today. I want them fully brief when I walk into the office." Sue said into the earpiece she was wearing. "I don't care if they're in a middle of a mission or what; I want them in the office."

"Yes boss." Then the voice came back through.

"I will be there soon." Sue said, smiling. "Becky! Head straight to the hanger. Once inside, let us go back to New York." One thing William didn't know that, she had planned for him to learn about the girls. Did it blow the girls' covers when they go after the boys? You know it. It was part of the plan that she was creating in her mind. See, the only thing William didn't know was that, they shared a common enemy. A one person named Cooter. He was part of Motta's Mafia. He was the right hand man of Motta's. One thing lead to another and Cooter took over the Mafia. Some say that Cooter was just jealous that Motta had this big mafia all to himself. Others say that Cooter was just mad for power that's why he was jealous of Motta. Either way, someone called the cops on a morning that really shocked everybody, (especially the cops) and found Motta and his wife dead. The murdered had killed them while they were having their annual wedding anniversary sex. The cops found the bodies in a very risqué position. Mrs. Motta was in the reverse cowgirl position when she was murdered. Then Mr. Motta was the last one shot. Blood was all over the sheets, and the pillows. When the murder went down, their daughter Sugar was staying at a girlfriend's house. Sugar was the one to discovery them the next morning. That night, left a poor girl, an orphan at the age of twenty and a half. There have been reports that said that Cooter was on the estate before and after the murder of Mr. & Mrs. Motta, but no one could really place him at the scene. Once the cops asked him about the whereabouts of the night that his boss and his boss's wife was murdered, he claimed that he was at a local stripper joint, enjoying a lap dance and a little bit more. The cops also found out that the security cameras were offline and the security guard wasn't at the gate when he was on duty. Now the members of the Mafia and family members put flowers at the gates for remembrance. If Cooter had gotten word that Sugar was alive, then he would come after her. Sugar thought it would be the best to relocate somewhere else besides her hometown of Lima, Ohio. Therefore, she packed up her bags, and headed for the city that never sleeps.

Author note:

Do you love it? Do you hate it to pieces that is totally bad like glee? Wait, I don't think anything can be as bad as that….Oops. Or are you like in the middle? Did you like what I did with Cooter? And with Sue's agents and Will's agents? Stay tune in to see what the girls' reactions are! Also, introducing the boys of the story!

PLEASE REVIEW! It is like my applause of continuing this story. (Not really, I just love the whole feedback and such. It makes me all giddy, happy, fist pumping, dancing like a fool reaction. It makes me feel good about my writing. Well, kind of anyways.)

Until next time! Or I will see you at the next update of Madison's Adventures in Gleeland!

I'm BB,

See ya!