Deep Undercover
Spy High belongs to AJ Butcher. Not me.
Spy High hadn't really changed from their Bond Team days. Elderly Violet Crabtree was still working the reception desk and still remained the only living person on the surface. Ben and Cally strode decisively to the elevators, fazing through the holograms and reached a corridor to the right. A wooden door was located to reveal a library-type room that acted as an elevator. Going down revealed Deveraux College's true identity: Spy High. Ben stood quietly as he waited for the door to open. Business always came first. Spy High was alive with people scurrying about, doors being shut and opened and students walking and conversing. Some first year students automatically recognized the graduates as the illustrious Bond Team. The team that saved the world more than any other. Ben silently absorbed this praise, as he had done the numerous times before.
"Hey, aren't they…?"
"Remember that time, the Diluvians tried to..?"
"OMG, Ben is so hot!"
"Easy, tiger. Your head gets any bigger, it'll explode," Cally whispered.
Ben laughed and slipped his hand in hers. "Not a chance, babe."
The two finally rounded the corner and entered a separate room that was unlike the rest. Metal surround the teens and several large screens looked down at them. Suddenly, a face appeared on the central screen, as if to inspect on his creations.
"Agent Stanton, Agent Cross. Welcome back," Mr. Deveraux spoke.
"Thank you, sir," they spoke in unison.
This was a common scene for anyone who knows that Deveraux was dead for years now, but his brain, not so much.
"The rest of Bond Team will be joining you, I assume."
"Yes, sir. They're on their way," Cally said.
"Then I will speak with you when they return."
Ben was pissed and struggled to maintain his temper. "Sir, we're here. You can tell us, right?"
"Unfortunately, Agent Stanton, this matter needs to be said with everyone present." Deveraux's face remained in a perfect position, "You are dismissed until then." Meaning "Get out and I don't want to see you until you have four more people with you".
Cally knew the ranting was about to happen, but being prepared, she could handle it.
"Why the hell couldn't he have told us then?! God, I'm tired of waiting around for people. Feels like I've been doing it my whole time here." Ben stormed to the Rec as he had earlier today.
"Chill, Ben. They'll be here," Cally sighed, "It's not like your anger is gonna make 'em get here faster."
"Well, I shouldn't have to put up with this."
"I got the boot too, but I'm not enraged about it. It's called patience."
He turned to face her in the hallway. "Sorry, Cal. You're right."
"Duh. I know I am," she grasped his jacket and straightened it like a mother would, "Girls always are."
"Dear, might I buy you a drink to pass the time?" Ben held out his arm in a gentleman-like manner and Cally accepted. The Rec Center provided relaxation during the stress that came during the Bond Team days, and did the same in the graduate days. The two teens reminisced in the corner of the room as the current students slowly filed out and older, more familiar faces stepped in.
"Yo, lovebirds! Mind if we join the party?" Eddie Nelligan grabbed a chair from an adjacent table and squeezed between Ben and Cally, who were forced to return to their seats.
"No, perfect. You already have a seat," Ben replied irritably.
"We were just waiting for you guys," Cally stood to hug her friend and former teammate, Lori.
"Well, we would have gotten here a lot soon if SOMEONE hadn't stopped every two minutes to either pee or order salty food." She glared at Eddie, who was already munching on Ben's fries.
"We paid for the business class, so what's wrong with taking advantage of the service?" Eddie stuffed his mouth as fast as he could before Ben angrily snatched the remains.
"Where's everyone else? We haven't got all day," Ben complained.
"I know, I know. Mr. Deveraux's waiting for us. Bex told me her plane landed and Jake had already got in town." Lori glanced at her watch.
As if on cue, Jake Daly appeared in the opposite end of the Rec with a duffel bag slung over his right shoulder.
"Hey, everyone. Sorry I'm late," Jake smirked as he sauntered to the table. He kissed Lori's cheek, squeezed Cally and shook Eddie's hand.
"Howdy, comrade. We were just thinkin' about you," Eddie stated.
"Yea, the fact that we were missing our team and couldn't get ON WITH OUR LIVES." Ben scowled. The rivalry between the testosterone twins was still going strong. It had been since they arrived as students.
"Well, it was easy for you, considering you were here the whole time and not out in the field, like everyone else," Jake smiled. Eddie chuckled and Ben silenced him with a glare.
"It's no big deal. So Mr. D doesn't want to repeat himself. That's okay. Gives us time to catch up. Right, Ben?" Cally placed her hands on his shoulders. Ben said nothing.
It took about 15 more minutes until Bond Team's last member to arrive: Bex Deveraux. She snuck behind Cally and scared her with the green and black stripes in her hair, who replied, "What the-? Bex! I'm not used to all that!" It was finally time to go to the principal's office.