The Next Day…

London, Heathrow

After picking them all up from Heathrow, on the way to my parents house I dropped of Zach at MI6 HQ, so there was only us girls left.

After everyone had picked there rooms, we settled down in the living room and decided to have a girls day, with the typical spy movies and lots of junk food.

"Bex, why aren't you at your apartment?" Macey looked at me.

"I'm selling it. Too many memories."

"That's the phone call you had to make." I nodded my head at Liz.

"What about the furniture? And all of his things?" Cammie asked. Not saying his name.

"I'm throwing it out. Putting it all in black bags and dumping it in the big dumpster behind the building."

"Do you have any buyers yet?" I looked at Liz.

"Erm..yeah there was this couple who wanted to buy it, they said they didn't want the furniture so I'm giving it to a charity shop."

"Okay…but when are you going to to all this."

I stood up and looked at each of them. "Now."

When Zach finally got back from his meeting or whatever with Townsend, he helped take the more heavier stuff and put it into the removal van. An hour later, I had separated all of mine and Grants things and as I had said threw them all into the dumpster.

After everything was gone, I called back the couple who wanted to buy it and told them they could come take a look around.

After half an hour of them looking around and making their decision, they decided to buy it.

And since I earn quite a lot a year I didn't bother with a high price.

After all the normal stuff you do with selling a house, I dropped the keys in their hands and jumped into my red Range Rover Sport with everyone and left that place and the memories it carried with it for good.

The Next Day...

After a whole day of searching for a new place Macey had found me the the perfect place. Even though it cost £40m it was amazing.

It has seven bedrooms and six bathrooms, it has access to a swimming pool and gym studio. There's also a cinema room, so basically my dream house, in North London.

And the best bit was that we could go and see it and also make an offer. I also had enough money that I saved over time to buy it.

When I walked into the living room of my parents house, everyone was sat there waiting for me.

"So..i texted Grant and told him where he could find his stuff when he got back. If it was still there." I smiled at Zach. My way of saying thanks, without actually saying it.

"Well, don't keep us waiting" Macey exclaimed.

I took my hand out of my jacket and dangled a house key in front of them. The girls jumped up and gave me a hug.

"And..it's already furnished, so I won't need to buy new furniture. All the formalities are over so now the house is all mine."

"What about security?" I turned and looked at Zach.

"What?"

"Well, you're gonna need security and stuff. But don't worry, i knew you lot would be too happy and would forget about it so Jonas said he'll be happy to help install it. Using Liz's security codes." Cammie looked at Zach then at me and smiled. "He was actually already In London. He had a meeting with the Head of Security at MI6. So i told him to come over whenever." Like it was his own house. At least he's being useful.

"Erm okay, thanks I guess?"

"No problem Baxter."

"Don't push it Goode."

He then walked over to the front door and pulled it open to reveal the one and only Jonas.

"How did you know I was here without me even pressing the doorbell." Jonas looked extremely confused.

"Spy." Zach smirked and pointed to himself.

"Come on in Jonas." I said, smiling at him. Pushing Zach out of the way. And shutting the door behind him. Keeping out the cold autumn air.

North London…

"So everything is set up like your old apartment but the security code is different and only you can change it." Jonas said as he began packing up some laptops.

Whilst Jonas was doing whatever he was doing, the girls helped me bring my clothes and stock up the kitchen. Zach had also managed to get someone to set up the WiFi router, and fix the electricity and gas.

By the end of the day we were pretty much half dead. After locking up my parents house, we all came to my new flat. And since nobody could be bothered to cook, we all decided to order some Pizza.

I was so glad to have a fresh start. And the people who were with me did an amazing job at helping me with it. And I couldn't be more happier.