Ok, sorry for the long wait between chapters, but I have a good excuse… I was writing a LONG chapter! Yes, I took a page out of Amethyst Blizzard's book, and wrote a chapter that was not short at all! Although, it's not THAT long, but hopefully it's good enough.

So for the people who didn't get it… the Agents were named after… Jerry O'Connell, Noah Wyle, Josh Duhamel and Jude Law. Ahhh aren't they all just gorgeous? Three more agents this chapter, get your brains working again!

Sharebear- Um, Jude Law was meant to be the obvious one, he's the movie star, as opposed to TV stars who sometimes appear on the big screen… Oh well, I can deal :)

Lis Carmichael- How could you not get Josh Duhamel? He's so hot and gorgeous and HOT! Watch Las Vegas, or rent Win A Date With Tad Hamilton, he is soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo hot! Anyways, thanks for your lovely review, I'm glad someone loves my stories.

Jtbwriter- A movie with those four…. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh….. that would be heaven!

Sydney Bristow- Flora didn't really do anything, she was just around while I was writing that bit, so I kinda killed her in a sense…

Mallorysgirl- Hope this chapter is cool too! And yes "yay" is definitely the way I would put it too, no more Devan! Although, I wouldn't be too sure…

Amethyst Blizzard- Thank you for thanking me for thanking you for thanking me for thanking you! Don't let the thanking die! I am not ditching Mr Reynolds, he gets a large role in this chapter, don't you worry!

Oh and everybody please review because I'm willing to take suggestions if you have any… and I really want to know what you all think of this story because it's not really like anything I, or anyone else, has written before…

"Um, I thought we were going to take this slowly…" Woody managed to breathlessly murmur between kisses. He and Jordan were at Jordan's apartment… on her bed… in their underwear.

Jordan let out a small laugh. "Hey. I'm only leading by example. Your example."

"Yeah but would you follow me off a cliff?"

Jordan pushed Woody away just far enough to look into his eyes. "Yes, I would, I'd follow you anywhere."

Woody sighed and shifted so that he lay on his side. "All I'm saying is-"

"Yeah I know, I agree. It's special, this thing between us, and I don't want to lose it. I love you, Woody."

Woody wrapped his arms around Jordan, pulling her closer. "I love you too, Jordan. I love you so, so much."

Jordan looked up into Woody's eyes and kissed him before curling up in his arms, and there they stayed for a long while until they both fell asleep.

Woody woke to the intolerably high-pitched beep of Jordan's alarm clock. He felt Jordan instinctively reach for the snooze button and then stop when she realised she was in someone's arms. Her eyes opened and she found another pair of eyes staring at her.

"Good morning Jordy." Woody said, grinning.

Jordan smiled back. "It is now. However, if you ever call me 'Jordy' again, I will personally chop off your tongue and glue your mouth shut."

Meanwhile…

Once again, Agent O'Connell stood up and cleared his throat. "May I have everyone's attention? I'd like to call this meeting to order. As you all should know, time is slipping waway from us, Agent Reeves, is it possible to put our plan into action tonight?"

Agent Reeves straightened his tie. "I believe that while it would be ideal to have more time, time is something we don't have, and I think that tonight is really the best option."

Agent O'Connell let out a small sigh of relief. Things were starting to look up. "Agent Law, are you sure about your guy?"

"Most definitely," Agent Law stated in his gorgeous British accent. "This guy is the best. If he can't do it, nobody can."

O'Connell smiled. Maybe Boston wasn't doomed to devastation after all.

"Reynolds and Seacrest, I'm sending you two to put part one into action. Can I trust you not to fuck this up?"

Reynolds and Seacrest sat up straight in their seats. "Yes sir, we won't let you down sir."

That night…

That night Woody lay in his bed, unable to sleep. Suddenly he heard a knock at the door. He looked at his clock, which read 2.17am. Man, who would be up at this hour by choice?

He reluctantly got up out of his bed and made his way to the door. He opened it, to reveal two young men in suits. They were both tanned with blonde hair, and were extremely hot, but we must remember that Woody is NOT gay

"Hello, may I help you?" Woody asked, baffled as to why these men would be at his apartment at this hour of the night…or morning, depending how you looked at it.

"My name is Agent Reynolds and this is Agent Seacrest. We've come here on urgent business. May we come in?" Asked the slightly more blonde, slightly less tanned and slightly hotter man.

"Sure, come in. Do you guys want some coffee or something?"

So the three men sat down at the table with their coffees.

"So why exactly are you here>"

"I'm going to get straight to the point Detective Hoyt. The future of Boston is in your hands." Agent Reynolds said calmly,

Woody sat in shock. "What?"

"A very dangerous person is on their way to Boston, with evil intentions. The Boston Agent Agency, or BAA for short, has tried very hard, but we only have the facts, we need someone else to stop this madman."

"Someone…?"

"Ok, so we mean you. Out of all the people in Boston, we think you are the perfect person for this. You're dedicated, hardworking and you have a passion for Boston and its people."

"Ok… so what do you want me to do?"

"Um, Woody?" Agent Seacrest suddenly piped up.

"Yeah?"

"Um, I kinda wet my pants…"

Woody and Agent Reynolds both stared are Agent Seacrest, simply astonished.

"Um, maybe you should just leave." Agent Reynolds said, with a tinge of disgust in his voice…

…and a tinge of laughter.

"Oh yeah, you can take the chair." Woody added as Agent Seacrest left the building.

"Ok, he's gone now sow we can talk business." Agent Reynolds started. "Ok, not only is the future of Boston in jeopardy, but my career is on the line! I'm new in the Boston Agent Agency, as in Agent Seacrest, and I've been given a big responsibility here. If this thing goes down, and all of Boston goes up in flames, I will lose my job."

"But you'd be dead anyway…"

"Oh my gosh, that's even worse!"

"Ok, I get it, this is a big deal, but you still haven't explained it all. What am I meant to do?"

"Ok, here's the deal. We don't know who he is, or why he's coming, but he's on his way to Boston to basically bring this place down. We're talking mass murder, and bombs… and explosions… and explosives. We think he might be after two people in particular, like a revenge plot or something.

"In situations like this, people usually turn to the BAA, but this isn't a situation, this is a state-wide crisis, and if we lost Boston, America would only have 51 states, and they'd have to change the national flag! The agents do what they can, but this time it's not enough. They say a hero can save us."

Woody brought his coffee cup to his lips, only to find there was half a drop left. Him, a hero?

"Um, Agent Reynolds, it's an honour."

"No, Detective Hoyt, the honour is mine." Agent Reynolds took Woody's hand and shook it firmly. He took a black briefcase that was at his feet and placed it on the table.

"It's all in here, everything you need. All you need to remember is that we aren't counting on you, we aren't relying on you, we believe in you. We have faith in you, because we researched every single person in Boston, and you're our guy, so find some faith in yourself, and fight. Fight for Boston, the place you love, and the people you love."

Agent Reynolds then stood up, making his way towards the door.

Woody stood up. "I will do my best. I love Boston, I wont let it fall, or let my friends die, or let you lose your job."

"Oh, and if you ever need help, remember the BAA password."

"The BAA password?"

"Baa baa black sheep.' Just go to the PD and say it." Agent Reynolds said before leaving Woody's apartment.

Woody stood stupefied, still amazed at this strange turn of events. His attention soon turned to the briefcase that was still on the table. It's all in here, everything you'll need Agent Reynolds had said. Although he was awfully curious as to what lay inside, he was more desperate to curl back into bed and get some sleep.

And so he did. The briefcase would have to wait.