She sighed, her legs crossed as she sat in the leather chair. Her eyes glanced to the glass doors next to her, the entrance to Jonathan's office. Trying her best not to frown, she turned her attention to the blank screen in front of her.

Her hand hovering over the mouse, she looked around her before clicking on a folder on the computer screen.

Password Required.

Darn.She thought to herself, trying to find another way to hack in.

"Samantha." She glanced at the intercom, from where she heard her name. "Come to my office please."

What? That bastard's too lazy to walk outside his own office and call me?

She stood up, sighing, and walked over into his office. While knocking, her mind went into a flashback, thinking of the times Jerry would just WOOHP her inside.

… But those days are over. There's no point thinking about them now.

… But Tim did lie to me about it… but he did it because he loves me, right?

"Samantha, I have a few things I need you to do. Be a dear and get this down."

She reverted back from a loving wife to Tim Scam, to a secretary who worked for WOOHP.

What did she get herself into?

She grabbed a pad and a pen, and walked inside the office. She saw Jonathan stand up from his sitting position and started to pace around the room. He spoke quickly, leaving Sam rushing to write it all down.

"All right, first things first. I need you to organize my meetings for the next two weeks. Oh, and be sure to make an appointment with Jerry regarding my promotion; make it for this afternoon. I want that done as soon as possible. Then you need to organize the trip for Japan. I need to get something from top security over there, so get in contact with L.J. Rivers, and tell him I'll be coming in… two weeks. Sorry Samantha, can't tell you more on that, it's confidential. Make sure its arranged for the third week in May. Oh, try to get me in contact with the Board of Directors in Japan today, preferably as soon as possible. It should come after my meeting with Jerry. Also, get in contact with the security of our offices in Africa. No, have that for next week. Also, categorize the files for all the agents who had a mission last week; there was a glitch in the program and it disorganized the whole thing." He stopped pacing as a phone call came in. Picking it up, Jonathan spoke into it as Sam looked around the office discreetly, trying to find some way into the Prison files. Unfortunately, he ended the call and looked back at her. "Sorry, move all my meetings for this week to the week we come back from Japan. My trip to New York for a press conference has been bumped up. … Did you get all that?"

Sam, not being one to disappoint, nodded, inwardly smirking when a small frown marred Jonathan's face, but it went away as quickly as it came.

"Sorryto lay all this on you. Once I'm promoted, I'll have GLADIS do this for me, and then we can work on your job… oh wait. You're still married to that son-of-a-bitch, aren't you?"

She almost froze. Almost.

"… Right." She whispered. She had to maintain her act. She couldn't get caught. Not now. She needed to get Tim out, and then, she had to take her kids and run away from this bastard. From WOOHP. From everyone.

He looked at her, smirking slightly, "It must still pain you to be married to him, why, you must still be in shock. He used you as his own personal—"

"I… I know." She interrupted.

His raised an eyebrow. "That's good." He whispered, giving her one more look before walking back to his desk.

She gulped before asking, "Is that all?"

He glanced at her from his desk with a smirk on his face. "No. You will also be going with me to the press conference in New York tomorrow. After you're done doing what I told you to, you can go home to pack your bags—

"Oh right, your home. That's another issue we have to deal with. Hm, no matter. Simply pack your belongings and I'll move you to a hotel; I'll pay."

… Crap.She thought when her back was to him.

Don't worry Samantha. Once I ensure my position in WOOHP, I'll make sure you are completely distant from Tim Scam. There's no need to kill you when you are so helpful to me.

"Right. … Thank you." She walked out of the office to her computer to schedule his files for him.

She didn't have a lot of time. She had to get Scam out of there before Jonathan was promoted.

She picked up the phone, hesitating before calling Jerry's number.

Ring… Ring…

She visibly gulped when he answered. She bit her lip and deepened her voice, trying to set an appointment with him.

It felt so odd. So weird to talk to him after so long.

"I'm sorry, Sam, is that you?"

She froze.

"Samantha, it's all right. I know what happened."

… What?

"I… you know what? Come to my office, I need to speak with you."

Using her quick thinking, Sam took out a mirror, pretending to check her hair while talking on the phone, when in reality, she was checking up on Jonathan.

And there he was, intently listening to something, while glancing at her from time to time.

She put away the mirror, satisfied her "hair" was done, and went back to talking on the phone.

"I'm sorry Mr. Lewis, right now I have important work to do, and its not the time for talking. All I need is an appointment for you to meet Mr. Ketler , preferably this afternoon, if you didn't mind."

"… I see. Well, tell him it'll have to be moved to tomorrow; I have a meeting to go to very soon."

"Tomorrow Mr. Ketler is unavailable, and is for the next week. Is there any way he can meet you now?"

"No, I'm sorry. That's not possible. Send him my apologies, and tell him I'll be free… hmm… the Friday after this week."

That gave her… two weeks time. Sam was thankful that Jerry had understood the message and was willing to support her.

"All right, if that's the only time you're free. Yes I will tell him. Okay. All right, goodbye. Nice talking with you."

She put down the phone and turned off the computer screen for a minute, and she inwardly smirked at Jonathan's frowning face.

Are you sad you couldn't find out any information Jonathan? Are you angry because you couldn't get me kicked out so easily?

Please. I'm not going down without a fight.

Um… if it seems boring. Sorry. There's nothing specific I've come up with. Well, I have a lot of ideas, but I need time to place them here and there. Hopefullythis story doesn't move too slowly. It's all about deceit people. Deceit takes time.

I was having a lot of trouble writing this chapter, which is the reason for the late update. I think I know how to start the next chapter though.

Please review? Reviews equals my happiness. My happiness equals more motivation to write a chapter. No seriously, I think that's how I work… maybe. No actually, if I get this amazing, amazing idea, I immediately want to write. So you can shout out any ideas you guys might have. I'll be happy to hear them.

Love,

Ivy