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Disclaimer: Totally Spies belongs to Marathon Inc.

4 p.m. WOOHP Headquarters, Jerry's Office

"Listen, girls, I hope you understand the utmost importance of this mission. You must be sure to bring Tim Scam back to WOOHP safely. As you know, his cooperation is key to the mission," Jerry said with scrunched eyebrows. The old man's age was obvious in the wrinkles that formed around his eyes and pursed lips.

"We understand, Jerry," Sam said. And with that they were off to find Scam.

11:30 p.m. Outside warehouse, near Los Angeles.

The rainstorm was heavy and didn't bode well for what was up ahead. In front of the three stood the tall warehouse where Scam had been located to. "You know," Clover began, "If I remember correctly this is the same place we once caught Scam a while ago. Didn't this used to be a wig warehouse or something?" Clover was restless. They all were. The rain didn't seem to be subsiding and a course of action was very hard to think of with all the noise and distraction the downpour provided. "Abandoned wig warehouse, Clover, but now it's an abandoned pillow factory" Sam said as Alex rubbed her arms for heat in the cold weather. "Sammie, if it went from a wig warehouse to one full of pillows then it wasn't abandoned to begin with," Clover said in retort at which Alex laughed quietly. "Good point, Clover." Sam has just been outwitted in the most stupid thing she could think of, how the mighty had fallen.

The three spies walked inside the warehouse as quietly as they could. The rainstorm outside had drenched them from head to toe and their spy suits clung to their forms tightly making it difficult to be stealthy-this was going to make their pursuit of Scam much harder than it already was.

"I can't wait to get this over with," Clover whispered to the two other girls, "I have a paper on cell reproduction due tomorrow afternoon."

"Clover, quiet, we have to have the upper hand here or we may not be able to catch him off guard. I'll help you with your paper tomorrow," Sam said with a chastising look. "Sammie, shhhh!" Alex paused for a second. "Wait….. I think I just heard something…. I think Scam's somewhere within hearing distance." Quickly, the spies moved to conceal themselves.

The warehouse was dark and dusty. There were crates all around placed so perfectly that it almost made the place seem like a setup for a game of laser quest. There were no lights or windows except the one on the roof that let the moon in. An eerie glow of the moonlight inside the place made Sam's stomach churn. This wasn't going to e easy, she thought. There was so much at stake here and to sedate Scam without hurting him and avoiding his attacks was going to be a difficult task.

Behind the concealment of cleverly grouped together crates, Sam, Clover, and Alex huddled together to think of their next course of action. "I think we should split up. That way we can cover more ground faster and if one of use finds him or he finds us, the other two can come to the rescue while still having the upper hand," Alex whispered intently trying to make her argument more feasible by talking with hand motions. Sam shifted slightly, unsure about the plan. "I'm not so sure about this… if he catches one of us then he's bound to know that the other two are here. What if he uses one of us as hostage?" Sam said in a calm but a matter-of-factly tone. "Sam, I think we should try go with Alex's plan this time, because let's face it, we don't always do well with the whole 'storming him all at once' thing," Clover replied.

"Ok, let's do it." Sam said wryly while trying to force a smile. She didn't want to put Alex down or waste time trying to think of something new. They needed to get Scam as soon as possible.

Sam took charge, as somewhat the unspoken leader of the group and began to explain instructions. "I'll go upstairs to the second floor and look for him there. You two stay down here. If anyone finds him make some noise so we know where you are. If there's any trouble call for help." Soon, Clover began to move deeper into the warehouse while Alex took left, sticking to the walls. This left Sam all alone in the corner near the door where they were hiding only moments ago. How was she going to get to the second floor while avoiding to been seen on the stairs or making any noise? "Ok, Sam, calm down. No need to be nervous, you've caught Tim Scam plenty of times already, what's the difference now? Oh, yeah, the world's at stake and you have to be gentle with him! God! Ok, start moving your legs, NOW!" Sam quickly shook out her nerves and decided to stick to the right side of the warehouse and use her belt to get to the second floor.

Everything was quiet; the other two probably had no luck finding Scam as of yet. The warehouse was huge, but it had already been 20 minutes and nothing was to be heard. Scam had to be on the second floor, why else hadn't they seen or heard him yet? Sam quickly reached the staircase and used her belt to catch hold of the railing. The second floor of the warehouse wasn't an entire floor, more like a huge balcony that went along the south side of the building but extended further in. "Good," Sam thought, "This way, if I find him, Clover and Alex can hear me." With a quick press of the heart belt around her stomach, Sam launched up to the second floor and landed with a flip on the ground; too bad she made some noise while doing that graceful performance. She ran to the nearest crate and hid behind it. Nervousness built up within her, a kind that she had never felt before; not over a boy, test marks, Alex behind the wheel, or anything. Sam reached for the tiny little spray bottle in the pocket of her spy suit that Jerry had given to each of the girls. The bottle contained an extremely potent mixture strong enough to sedate a jungle tiger with one spray (it had been tested), and even though Scam was no tiger, he was defiantly as ferocious as one. The spray wouldn't harm him (it didn't the tiger either), but it would sedate him long enough to get him to WOOHP and under cuffs.

As Sam turned the bottle over in her left hand, keeping a lookout for Scam, she unconsciously began to move it around her fingers. Having touched her wet pockets, the bottle and her hand had water on them. When she turned the bottle over once again "CRASH!" It fell to the floor and spilled everywhere, making a big enough sound to be heard by the enemy. What was she going to do now?

"Crap!" Sam whispered to herself. "What if he heard? Then he'll know I'm here and everything will be ruin—

Footsteps. Footsteps moved closer to where Sam was hiding. This was bad; Sam was almost backed up against the wall as the villain was closing in. She moved carefully behind other crates. And then…"thud," now she really was backed up against the left wall.

"Samantha," an all too familiar voice said with amusement plainly evident in the tone. He moved closer and now face to face with the redhead he smirked his usually half smile. His piercing sea foam eyes caught with her green ones and the malice in them was so nostalgic to Sam's memory. "How nice of you to pay me a visit."

Author's Note: So I kept this relatively short so I could put it up as soon as possible. If I find out that people want to know more than subsequent chapters will be longer and more detailed (hopefully). I have the entire (ok, not entire, but another chapter full) of story planned already, I just have to write it :) So PLEASE review, it would be encouraging.

Yours Truly,

DemonsArePersonal