"Ah shit!"

"Kick his ass Élise!"

"Ow! Ow! Ow!"

"Say uncle!~"

"Don't give up you wimp!"

"She's gonna break your arm, idiot! Suck it up and say uncle!"

"I'd listen to her... say uncle!"

"Ahhh! My arm! Okay, okay I give!"

"That's not saying uncle~"

"Alright, alright! UNCLE! UNCLE! UNCLE!"

With a laugh she rolled off her opponent and stood. Élise was very beautiful, that was clear as day. Her skin was a smooth flawless golden caramel brown and her eyes were a pale blue-grey color outlined by eyeliner. Her hair was simply a thick bundle of beautiful light brown curls that spun down to her shoulders and framed her face perfectly. She stood taller than the average woman at 5'9'', was slender, had curves in all the right places, her lips were full and coated with lip gloss.

She brushed herself off and held out hand to the young teen still on the ground. He looked up at her with a pout, cradling his arm delicately but after a few moments he took her hand and got himself off the ground with her help. The boy was cute, lean, lank and had some muscle to him. His skin was pale and smooth, he had silky black hair that swished to the left and green eyes.

"Anyone tell you how much of a brute you can be?" he questioned quirking an eye brow.

"All the time le miel. But you love me anyways. You all do." she added smiling at her group of friends that had circled the duo. "If that's what's getting you through the day then go ahead and think that." Sean mumbled under his breath. Élise had heard the young teen's mumbling and laughed, ruffling his hair much to his displeasure.

"Another fight won again, Liebling well done." Garren smiled. She smiled back at the slightly older German man and nodded thankfully. Garren was a tall, handsome and muscular man with similar blue-grey eyes as Elise, smooth pale skin, neatly combed brown hair and a seemingly permanent smirk on his face.

"Are you honestly surprised? When hasn't Élise won a fight?" Ronnie laughed, tearing off a piece of a cereal bar and popping it into her mouth. Ronnie was very beautiful too. She hadn't stood as tall as Elise but she had been closer to the average height of 5'6'', she was thin and lithe, had flawless tan skin, rich brown wavy hair that rolled down to her back, small pink lips and hazel eyes outlined by eyeliner and mascara.

"She lost against me" Dean pipped up smiling wickedly. Dean was a handsome man as well and had a muscular build, smooth pale skin, messy dirty blonde hair, a light beard and the most beautiful crystal blue eyes anyone has ever seen.

"Oh what ever Dean, I so could have kicked your ass if you hadn't of cheated!"Élise dismissed laughing.

She had remembered the fight they had not too long ago and the only reason he had won was because he had pulled a cheap hair pulling move and thrown the assaulting girl off of him and had quickly gained the upper hand and won the fight. His blue eyes radiated amusement as he pretended to be hurt.

"Me? Cheating? Why I would never!" he said dramatically as he held a hand to his chest, "Just the thought of you accusing me of cheating is hurtful Élise!" Élise and the rest of the group rolled their eyes good-naturedly at the dramatic man in front of them but only Ronnie had spoken up.

"You're so dramatic Dean. Instead of prideing yourself with a cheating win, why don't you be a man and fight her again, but this time...don't be a bitch and pull her hair!"

The other three friends snickered, with echos of 'dammmnnn' ringing around them. Dean narrowed his crystal eyes at the smirking tan woman in front of him and sniffed, "Fine." he turned to Élise expectantly, "Élise?".

The mixed woman shrugged indifferent, "Makes no difference to me if we fight or not le miel. But if you're going to be pissy about this then fine, we'll fight later." Dean nodded satisfied and gave Ronnie a look before walking off.

"Why you insist on instigating problems with him escapes me honig " Garren said rubbing the back of his neck with a small frown once Dean was out of ear shot. Ronnie mimicked the look and cross her arms, "I don't instigate problems with him...I point out the truth. Sometimes the truth hurts".

"And sometimes words hurt too le miel." Élise countered gently.

"Ehh, they got a point Ron, there's only room in this group for one mean person...and that's Élise." Sean pointed at the shocked woman next to him with a smile, hoping to lighten the mood.

It did.

Garren, Sean and Ronnie all laughed at the shocked and offended look Élise had on her face."Quoi?! I'm not mean!" she protested loudly.

"Yes, you are. Sometimes you forget to put a filter on that mouth of yours and either the meanest, rudest or the most perverted thing will slip out from between those lip gloss coated lips of yours." Garren smirked.

Élise flushed and pouted mumbling, "What the fuck ever dude" under her breath.

"See?! Right there! That was mean. You had no filter on at all. And that's rubbing off on you Ron. Gotta work on thatLiebling. Especially when you're around Dean, you know he has a thing for you after all." Garren wiggled his eye brows suggestively as Sean did some wolf calls.

Ronnie blushed heavily," H-he d-does not! We're friends!" she protested but her friends didn't miss the flash of disappointment in her hazel eyes.

"You could be friends with benefits if you got it together." Élise teased.

"Shut up Élise!" she cried smacking her on the arm.

"Oh yeah, there's going to be more of that when you two hook up but he won't be hitting you on the arm and he won't be asking you to shut up. If anything he's going to be smacking that butt of yours and you're going to be screaming his name as he delivers the milk to the back door." Élise smiled with a perverted grin on her face.

"Mein Gott Élise! Turn your filter back on!" Garren looked a bit disturbed and amused. Ronnie had turned completely beat red and hid her face behind her hands. But Sean just looked flat out disturbed.

"Oh gross, when you guys hook up can you not do it in the kitchen or in my bed please? And not do it when any of us are home? That'd be fantastic." Sean requested with a wince as he got a mental picture of his two friends hooking up and doing it in various places and positions while he was at the house.

Élise busted out laughing uncontrollably and needed to lean on Garren to keep herself standing. Her contagious laughter had gotten to Garren and soon the two were clinging to each other with tears rolling down their cheeks. The sight and their laughter quickly got to Ronnie and then she was laughing in a similar fashion.

Sean was the only one not laughing, he couldn't get the perverted images out of his head and groaned as he rubbed his face. "I'm going to the skate park" he mumbled to anyone bothering to listen to him and grabbed his skate board resting against the fence and left.

Only the sound of Élise's phone ringing was able to break the spell of their uncontrollable laughter. They all were left panting and she needed to take a few calming breaths before pulling her phone out of her pocket and answering.

"Bonjour?" she answered.

"Bonjour! Would this happen to be my favorite niece Élise?" a familiar voice asked cheerfully.

"Oncle Epps?" she asked surprised. She hadn't seen or heard from her uncle in a few years. The last she had heard of him was when he was in Qatar but something had happened and he had gotten put back in the states and then relocated again to some unnamed new place.

"That's right, how ya doing baby girl?"

"How am I doing?Comment fais-je ? Vous ne devriez pas vous soucier de moi ! Vous devez être inquiétant sur vous-même ! Vous avez été déplacé deux fois! Comment allez-vous ?!

"Woah, Woah, Woah! English girl, English. I swear you're just as bad as Fig but he goes off into Spanish, not French." he laughed.

Élise couldn't help but smile as she calmed down. He was calm and laughing. She assumed it was okay to believe everything was just fine.

"I'm going to guess that all of that was you basically asking if I was okay, right?"

She chuckled breathlessly, "Yes, Uncle Epps. I'm wondering if you were okay."

"Oh, Psshh! I'm fine girl! How about you?"

"I'm Just fine, Uncle" she smiled even though he couldn't see it.

"Sooo, are you still looking for a job?"

"Uhh, Ouais?" she hadn't gone job hunting in a while but she hadn't technically stopped either.

"I'm taking that as a yes. Well stop because I can get you a job here, with me!"

" You'd get me a job in the military? What would I be doing?"

"Ahhh, this is the awkward part."

"Why?"

"We sort of need...a spy/ saboteur."

"No"

"Aw, come on Élise please! We really need you. Our saboteur is hardly hanging on by a thread and we don't know if their spy is dead or not"

"Their spy?"

"Our spy, I said our spy"

Élise rolled her eyes and rubbed her forehead with a sigh.

"Oncle I really don't feel comfortable with this. I'm sorry but you're going to have to find someone else to do this."

"Ahhh, this is another awkward moment"

Élise frowned and took a serious tone. What was he talking about? Surely he wouldn't have volunteered her for this before even asking her about this right?

"What did you do Oncle Epps?"

"...I may or may not have already told them that you'd do it."

"Quoi?! Je vais vous botter êtes la cul!"

" Yeeeaahhh. I figured you'd say whatever you just said...I'm sorry sweetie"

"You're sorry?! Oh no you have no idea how sorry your going to be when I get my hands on you!"

"Ah ha! So you're agreeing to come! That's fantastic! Now listen, go to the air port in a hour and catch a flight to Baghdad and then when you land there you'll have to catch a private flight to Diego Garcia. See you soon honey, love you! Kiss kiss!"

Élise stared at her phone in anger and disbelief after her uncle promptly hung up on her. How could he do that to her! Volunteeringher powers. With out her consent.

"Élise? Schätzchen ?" Garren called softly. Élise slowly met Garren's concerned gaze and sighed heavily, she might as well get this over with and start packing, she had a flight to catch.

Hey, this is my first story and I'm hoping it won't be too terrible, sorry for any grammar or spelling errors if you find any. Thanks for the read!

Translations from Google translate

le miel: is french for honey

Liebling: is german for darling

Honig: is german for honey

Quoi: is french for what

Mein Gott: is german for my god

Bonjour: is french for hello

Oncle: is french for uncle

Comment fais-je ? Vous ne devriez pas vous soucier de moi ! Vous devez être inquiétant sur vous-même ! Vous avez été déplacé deux fois! Comment allez-vous ?!:

is french for : How am I doing? You should not worry about me ! You should be worrying about yourself! You have been moved twice! How are you?!

Ouais: is french for yeah

Quoi?! Je vais vous botter êtes la cul!: is french for: What?! I'm going to kick you're ass!

Schätzchen: is german for Baby