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Chapter 3- Spying on a Spy:

Danny:

If I had a dime every time someone tried to hide the fact they were following me, I'd be rich beyond my dreams. I wasn't an idiot. I was well aware that Sam and Tucker were following me. A part of me, however, wanted them to follow me, find out what was going on. Then maybe just maybe there could be an exception made- maybe they could join me. If not, I was there was a way we could hide it from the agency and at least they would not be upset when I miss a movie date or something.

So I stayed quiet and continued on trailing Valerie.

"This is Valerie Gray. By now, you're aware that she has been an agent of an opposing agency for a while now. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to trail her. Watch her every moments. Follow her at school, out of school. You were pulled out of class as she left the school and mysteriously headed towards this building."

Lee Orb, commonly referred to as the Observant due to his job as mission coordinator, pointed to a spot on the map of Amity Park. The building he pointed to was something I recognized. It was the abandoned warehouse- nothing too spectacular about it… Unless maybe Valerie was meeting an informant, or even her boss, there? Possible it's even the HQ of one of our many enemies.

Though I had to admit, I was a bit depressed that I was trailing Valerie. For a while, she was a jerk, sure, but then after a mission gone wrong, she blamed me (well she didn't know it was me and still doesn't) for the 'destruction of her life.' Sometimes I wondered if I had completed that mission successfully, then maybe her contact wouldn't have contacted her and offered her a job. We fought all the time as a result- she took it as a fight to the death each time, but since I knew that she was Valerie behind the mask, I never took it that seriously. After all, I was an agent with a license to kill, but that didn't mean I had to kill.

Despite my 'stalkers', I had to continue with the mission. I stopped and sighed deeply. No. I have to stop. I have to get them out of here in case Valerie wants to fight. I have to have to get them somewhere safe. I started out with a jog before I burst into a quick sprint, running down the street and turning into another alley. I scaled the wall by jumping onto it to push myself up to the rusty emergency exit ladder by a window. I used the ladder to pull myself in through the window, well aware that it was unoccupied at the moment (I made a point to know who lived where and what times that they were home in order to avoid them). Then I waited. It wasn't long until Sam and Tucker ran into the alley, breathing heavily- well Tucker was, Sam just looked slightly out of breath. I couldn't help but smile a bit. Even with a layer of 'glistening' she is still pretty cute… I tried to get those thoughts out of my head. A relationship between Sam and I would never work. I was an agent. She was a civilian. It was dangerous.

"H-hang on," Tucker gasped, "G-give me a m-minute."

"Deep breaths, Tuck," Sam ordered, "But we have to find him. I have to know what's going on."

"M-maybe it's nothing," Tucker huffed, still doubled over trying to breath, "M-maybe we're just paranoid."

I smirked and chuckled slightly. They were paranoid. I wasn't suspicious, at least I didn't think so, so it would take someone pretty paranoid to even suspect something was up with the conspiracy-theorists nutjobs' kid, even if they were my best friends. Sam was doing a good job of scouting the area and I made sure to duck down as she looked in my direction. For a while, I didn't hear anything. Then I heard the ladder I used jiggle. I brought my wrist out and pressed a button. A small mirror replaced the surface of the watch and I adjusted it so I could see them without them seeing me. Like I suspected, they were climbing the ladder- or at least trying to reach it. Sam was standing on Tucker's back with her hands out reached, just barely touching the ladder, causing it to jiggle.

"This is ridiculous Sam," Tucker huffed, "You're just seeing things."

I watched as she finally was able to just barely grab the ladder.

"I have a gut feeling about this, Tucker. So shut up and try to get me higher."

I tensed slightly. Sam has a gut feeling about coming up here… Sam's gut feelings, more often than not, were right. It was almost a sixth sense. Unluckily, I made a rookie mistake. I made a noise when I moved slightly.

"Did you hear," Sam asked, only to be cut off when she screamed.

Ignoring all my training, I revealed myself as I poked my head out the window,

"SAM?!"

She was barely holding onto the ledge of the window, the ladder had fallen and landed beside a rather distressed Tucker. I cursed slightly. She wasn't properly trained. If she fell from this height, she would at least break something- probably her leg if she landed wrong, or twist her ankle. Worst case scenario was that she would hit her head on the brick wall or on the ground which would cause some serious injuries.

Sam looked up at me, determined and a bit horrified, as she held onto the edge.

"Danny!"

"Dudes," Tucker called up, panic was noticeable in his voice.

I quickly grabbed Sam's wrist as she lost her grip. My own strength was the only thing keep her from plunging to the ground. Her eyes were shut tightly and when she finally opened them, she looked up to notice that I was the one that saved her and there was no way I was going to let her fall. I quickly pulled her up into the window, causing a bit of strain due to the awkward positioning, but too much.

She glared at me and hit my shoulder roughly.

"Hey, what was that for," I protested, rubbing my arm.

"Why are you here," Sam questioned roughly.

"It's a long story," I answered embarrassed as I rubbed the back of my neck.

I ransacked my brain for any possible answers, but at the moment, I was drawing a blank. I just… I didn't want to lie anymore, there had to be a way that I wouldn't have to. I let out a deep sigh. Director better be with me on this… I pressed my watch and whispered under my breath in code. Sam raised an eyebrow, but I just raised my hand to keep her silent. It wasn't too long afterwards that the Director gave the okay.

Smiling largely, I turned to her,

"Why not I just show you?"

"UHHH GUYS," Tucker yelled out, "I'M STILL OUT HERE YOU KNOW!"