Disclaimer: I don't own TS. TS belongs to Marathon and its original comic artist/s.

ClaimerLOL: Mark & Genesis belongs to me though ;3

"Isn't Mark like the cutest, kindest, most interesting guy there is?" Clover's muffled voice said under a pillow. She hugged it tight then gasped for air. Squealed, hugged it again and rolled on the floor. Before any mass squealing ensues, Alex cut in and said, "You said that about every guy Clover, plus, what about Blaine?"

Clover stopped and lay on the ground, she forgot about Blaine long ago; it's been years since they last talked. "Blaine's with Britney now…you never know." She coldly remarked. "Well isn't that –" Sam's comment was abruptly cut as all three of them grew silent. Someone's outside. "It looks like he's back to finish the job."

With Alex leading, the three quickly pursued their culprit to a dark alley. Sam mentally hit herself for not asking Jerry earlier if she could get any tracking gadgets, those could've been really handy right now. But before she could hit herself any further, Clover had already shouted and gave them away – they were immediately spotted.

"There! He's right there! And he's carrying someone else!" Clover continued. "Clover! He's getting away!" Sam retorted back, irritated for Clover's slipup. "Hang on, I'm coming," was all they heard when Alex dashed to their target's direction. The target, seemingly focused more on getting away from them, bluntly dropped his victim only to have Clover catch her just in time.

"Is she okay?" Sam and Alex said at once. "Yeah, she's only sleeping." All of them gave a sigh of relief. They were about to head back when Sam noticed a lock of hair left behind. She picked it up and scanned it on her Com-powder. The result was 'Albert Walsh, WOOHP agent no. 975482, deceased.'

The next morning, Alex and Sam were having a typical breakfast when Clover appeared from the Lounge. "Who was that, calling this early, the milkman?" Alex teased. "Very funny Alex," Clover answered in a dull monotone. "It was Mark. I could've jumped for joy when he called me, but I forgot that his sister's on our couch."

All three of them looked at Genesis' small figure. She was curled up into a ball on the sofa, sleeping soundly like the night before. "Poor kid," Alex sympathized. "But, that's totally odd; shouldn't the attacks only happen to like, WOOHP agents?" "You know what's even weirder?" Sam asked in her 'I have a hunch' tone. "It's that the result I had from the Com-powder. The hair belonged to a deceased WOOHP agent."

Before they could get any deeper into the subject the doorbell rang – it was Mark. All three jumped at the noise, startled as they were so deep in thought. They all ran to the door, causing Genesis to wake up. "Alex! You woke her up!" Sam accused, "Me? It was you who screamed at a doorbell." Alex defended. "Um, excuse me." The child wearily said, "Where am I?" Hearing her, both of them rushed to help her get up, leaving Clover with Mark.

"So, may I come in?" Mark asked calmly, "I'm really sorry Mark, we couldn't –" She was stopped when she felt a hand lightly patted her head. "As long as Gen is safe, it's alright. Thank you." Hearing him, Clover felt lighter, she looked up and smiled. "She's waiting inside."

After he set one foot, he was greeted by a tight hug from Gen. She was silent, you couldn't tell if she was crying or not. "Gen, could you wait in the car? I'll be back in a minute." She weakly nodded and let go, then headed for the red Chevy parked outside. "She won't hear us from here. May I have a word with all of you?"

"I assume you know about the attacks lately?" Mark started as they sat around the Lounge. "You don't happen to be –" "Yes, I am." He abruptly answered. "Prove it." Sam cautiously demanded. He then showed his WOOHP wallet, much similar to Jerry's. "Yes, I talk to wallets like old man Jer does." After their conversation the two bid them goodbye and drove of.

"Now that they're gone, let's totally bust this creep!"

"Well you seem enthusiastic."

"Hello~ Earth to Sammie. My future baby sister-in-law just got attacked! There is NO way that I'll let that pass."