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(Mission day)

"Okay Brandt, you ready?" Ethan had seen the mission report, he knew that today was the death of his team leader.

Brandt seemed to know what Hunt was hinting at, "I'm fine, just take care of yourself." There was a protective growl, as if saying, 'don't you dare say bring it up'. "I'll be going into the party first," Brandt yanked the door open, fixed his jacket and tie and walked out to his car that the IMF provided.

(At the palace)

Getting in was easy. Brandt seemed to blend in with all the other guests, but the hard part was going to try and find 'Phoenix'. Everyone else got in as easy a Brandt did, but they seemed out of place. The man that was wanted in America walked up to the stage area that was set up.

"I'd like to thank you all for taking time out of your busy scheduals to be here." People started to applaude, "And later, I'm having an auction for this," The host waved to one of his guards. The guard opened the door he stood by, and a person pushing a cart came out and went to the host. "Thank you, that will be all," the host directed to the man.

The man nodded and walked out. The host opened the cart and lifted a black velvet box out. Taking something out of the box, he lifted so eveyone could see. It was really 3 things. A crown, necklace, and a bracelet. "These are all made from pure gold, along with being embroded with diamond, rubies, and onyx." That got people whispering. The host smiled and stepped down from the stage.

(Brandt POV)

Think! How am I suppose to find you. WAIT! Scar on her ankle, black heels and dress. Scar, scar on ankle? What am I suppose to go and ask every girl to see their ankle? "Brandt, this all you right now." Ethan broke my train of thought, I looked and found him across the room, "One step at a time, find Phoenix, then get the codes from her."

"Yeah, I know. You've told me how to do it at least 20 times already," I muttered under my breath as I walked to the bar. I needed a drink to clear my head, and hey, she might even be AT the bar. I'm going to most likely need to go to rehab for drinking too much, I smiled at my own little joke. "One Scotch," the bar tender nodded and put the drink in front of me.

"Haven't you had enough to drink?"

I moved my jaw slightly annoyed when Ethan asked. "I'll drink as much as I want," I retorted through the comms we had. I could hear Benji laugh slightly. "Do you have anything to help me find this girl, Benji?" I heard an, Um, then a slight little hum like he was looking for something.

"Oh, I think I have something. There are only 4 girls with black dresses. I want to say 2 have black heels," Benji sounded like he wanted to say something else. "No, wait scratch that, there's three matching the clothing description, one just came from the enterance." Benji was silent for a minute then, "Who are you? Um, guys I think that's her, by the Library doors with the host."

I turned as the girl walked away, toward the exit. My eyes met her's, No. She started to walk faster, and I followed. "Brandt? Where are you going, she doesn't have the information," I heard Jane's voice hiss over the comm. I yanked the ear peice out of my ear. The girl passed the car Benji was in and headed for the ally.

Benji opened the door waiting for me to get in. "If I don't come back before Ethan and Jane do, go with out me." Benji stared as I started to walk toward the ally again. She went to the ally. I drew my gun, walking slowly, and cautiously approatched the ally.

I stepped into the darkness and heard the click of a gun being cocked. I felt the cool metal even through the jacket and shirt I had on. On instinct I dissarmed the person with the gun, but it was knocked from my hand. I pushed the person against the wall, the only spot with light out of the whole ally, and I felt me breath caught in my throat.

"Kristina."