8.

"Spies, you are approaching the Philippines." Jerry called from the pilot's seat, his hologram appearing at the right of the steering wheel. "Good to see you piloting again Agent Clover!"

"Like riding a bike Jer," she sang, "Like riding a bike!"

"Where are the others?"

"Sleeping!" Alex had passed out after a few throwback conversations about their high school years, and Sam had curled up on Scam and also fallen asleep after checking that the plane was still on course. Scam too had fallen asleep, waiting for Sam to wake up as he refused to move her in case of inadvertently waking her.

Clover smiled at how cozy her friends (and Scam) looked. "They are sleeping soundly."

"You should be arriving at the port city I told you about in an hour." Jerry continued, "Local authorities will be waiting for you, as well as some WOOHP agents. We don't have a basis in the Philippines, but they worked close enough that we could send them there."

"Roger Jerry. Any names so we can know who we'll be talking to?"

"Agents Kevin, Isabella and Paulo should be on their way to landing pad, waiting for you. You will land on their ship and then travel to the town. There, local police as well as the tourists who discovered and recorded Super Spy Blaine's presence should be waiting for you."

She nodded, slowly switching some buttons around to lower the plane's altitude, as well as slow it slightly.

"And Clover,"

"Yeah Jer?"

"I am sorry for all of this." She finally turned to look at him (well, his hologram." In the six years she had not seen him, Clover couldn't help but now worry for his health. He had aged, a lot.

"I know Jerry," she smiled, trying to be kind for a man she had almost considered like a father, "I know. We'll 411 you after talking to the tourists."

The hologram switched off, and Clover was left with her own thoughts. Like how awesome her new spy uniform was. How fantastic the plane was. And, how she had missed it all so very much.

"Ladies and Scam this is your captain speaking," she finally sang into the intercom, "We are approaching the WOOHP ship where we will be landing in just a few minutes. Please make sure your seatbelts are fastened, and thanks for flying Air Clover!"

They didn't sit though.

"What do you mean we'll be landing on a ship?" Alex squealed.

"Why are you landing it!" Sam yelled.

"Ladies and Scam? Really?" said her least favorite.

"Relax guys," Clover winked, "I got this all under control."

"But you haven't flown in years!" Sam screamed, though to deaf ears. Clover was already busy decreasing speeds and altitude. She had been the best flying among the three, and nothing was going to stop her from jumping right back into the game. Sam, Scam and Alex grabbed onto anything they could find as Clover sped the plane, almost dropping it from the sky. Others were screaming in terror, Clover hadn't felt more alive in years. Just as the boat appeared within her line of sight (also the best among the three spies!), she pulled the breaks, dramatically reduced the speed and engaged the air thrusters, landing the plane as softly as cloud.

"Thank you," she winked again, "For flying Air Clover! Please come again!" Alex and Sam sighed, as Scam (Clover was pleased to see), was busy throwing up in a barf bag. They burst out laughing at his face, before linking arms and walking down the slowly descending steps. Perhaps a new WOOHP perk, all those waiting on the ship had their arms raised in salute.

"Master Spies Sam, Alex and Clover," a dark young woman announced, her arm still raised in salute, "It is a personal honor to meet you."

"At ease miss." Clover smiled, thoroughly enjoying this reception, "Agent Isabella I presume?"

She nodded, giving a final brief salute. Sam and Alex looked curiously at Clover, since she hadn't yet had the time to inform them of which WOOHP agents would great and help them. Clover however, was surprised by this new title. "Master Spies" ? Alex and Sam must have been promoted again since Clover's departure. Of course. They were brilliant. She shifted her hair, trying to keep it behind her ears though the wind was blowing for too strongly for it to make a difference. She spotted Sam tying her own long flaming red hair into a high bun, the style she had worn once when fighting that art stealing magicien. She apparently did that more often, to keep it out of the way. Clover imitated her friend, tying her own medium hair into a low bun. It helped a little.

"Let's make our way to shore," Alex stated in a voice Clover had yet never heard her use, "You'll brief us with all you know on the way."

Agent Isabella saluted once again, "Yes Ma'am."

They followed Isabella onto a smaller, but just as fancy boat. It was all decorated in pinks and purples. "To best suit your tastes," Isabella told them. Not one person smirked. Clover guessed that Sam and Alex had earned a status and respect yet unseen before in WOOHP.

"Oh yeah," Clover laughed, throwing herself on one of the fancy chairs, "I'm gonna like this mission. I'm sure!"

To everyone's surprise, Sam and Alex jumped to their friend armed with pillows, and somehow a pillow fight was engaged, slowly including all of the members of the ship. Isabella, who was laughing despite the unusual actions, now remembered why so many people emulated those three spies. They never forgot to be human.

Xxxxx

A little shorter, than the others and the last interlude before the actual searching for Blaine. Isabella and her team will not be a main character, but I thought it would be nice to include how much other WOOHP agents respects the spies.

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