My ski trip was cancelled do to lack of snow :/ Lol well at least I can update.

Also, thank you all so much for the reviews. That was the most epic thing ever getting so many! It made my entire week!

She led him to a room designated for planning missions. Inside there was a huge screen that covered an entire wall and a rectangle table that was doubled as a control screen. Anything they did at the table would show on the screen for all to see. Saphira was a the head, facing towards the wall. Ajihad was on her right and Islanzadi was to her left. Brom was next to Ajihad. Arya took a seat by him and Eragon next to her. They were all silent for several seconds as they waited for them to be seated and then Ajihad cleared his throat.

"Ok. So basically we have decided that you and Eragon will travel to Santiago under the cover of a travel agency looking to check out resorts."

Arya frowned.

"How do we know they're in Chile?

Saphira moved around the windows on the screen quickly, revealing a map.

"I traced the conversation from the satellite that picked it up and coordinated their position. It showed an area that encompassed a much larger part of South America so I had to narrow it down by studying the probabilities. Santiago is the fifth largest city in all of Chile and it would be easy to escape if you know the area well enough."

Arya was about to question her but Eragon spoke first.

"But those dealers were speaking Swedish. Why are they in Chile?"

Everyone looked at him surprised but he kept his gaze on the blonde. Arya raised her eyebrows. He sure knew how to lock down on his emotions. And he's bilingual. His file had said as much but she had expected his language knowledge went from English to Spanish. Saphira nodded.

"I questioned that as well and then I went back and listened to the recording again. Here."

She played it back and Arya caught what she was pointing out.

"There's a slight accent to their words."

Saphira grinned.

"Exactly. They were trying to disguise their location of origin. Now," Saphira moved a window from behind another. "this is your cover. I've created a website for your company. It's solid and will check out if anyone get's suspicious. We'll have people waiting for calls here as well."

Eragon made a face.

"Travel Guru? Really?"

Saphira shrugged.

"It's a leading travel company in India. If anyone catches that, you can say that they're trying to expand their business. I've scheduled you on a flight to Dallas and from there you can travel straight to Santiago. I booked two rooms in the Grand Hyatt Santiago where you will have easy access to everything. You're lucky, it's one of the most famed hotels in the area. Your cover will make it easy to travel from one hotel or resort to another without much suspicion too, so if we locate a target, your movement wont cause a problem."

Eragon frowned.

"We don't know their location? What's our plan on finding them?"

Ajihad switched back to the map and circled several clusters of buildings.

"We know that these are the only areas they could hold such dangerous gear without notice. You'll move systematically from one to the next."

Saphira changed the windows again.

"These are your passports and new names." Arya looked at the screen. Elise Gardet and Noah Pelk. Not bad. "You will have a long time on the plane so take advantage of it. Memorize these names and their background. I'm setting up a bank account and giving you each new Visa cards. You have unlimited funds as long as your purchases are relevant to the mission."

Ajihad took over there.

"The most important aspect of this mission is finding Durza. He is the key to getting to Galbatorix."

Eragon shifted forward.

"I'm taking down the men who massacred that village."

Ajihad sighed.

"I want them to pay for what they did as well, Eragon. But think about the future. If Galbatorix gets his hands on the nuclear weapon, a lot more people will die. There is no way to bring those people back, but there is a way to save thousands more. He is the main focus. You must accept this."

Eragon kept his face passive as he nodded but Arya knew he wasn't going to let them go without at least trying to take them down. She sighed inwardly. She was going to have to keep an eye on him or he'd go try and play hero. Ajihad stood.

"You two should pack. You leave in one hour."

-E-R-A-G-O-N-

Arya took him to the room full of various clothing and headed for a totally different Isle than before. His mind was filled with the looks of terror that covered the faces of the men and women killed and he forced it out of his head. Not now. Now he had to focus.

"It's July so we need warmer clothes."

He frowned.

"July is like the hottest time of year."

"In the US. In Chile, it's one of the colder months." She pulled down three crates. "Go through those. There's your overall attire."

He watched as she continued further until she stopped and pulled down three more. When she started digging through it, he turned back to his. In the first box there were dress shirts. He made a face and then looked over.

"Why do I have to wear such nice clothes?"

She looked at him like he was stupid.

"We're supposedly there on business, Eragon. I'm pretty sure it would be a little unprofessional for you to wear jeans and a spongebob tee."

He rolled his eyes.

"Obviously it would be a Star Wars tee. After all, I am an adult."

She ignored him and he went back to his box, pulling out three white dress shirts, a light blue one, and then a few of the checkered colors. Setting them on the ground, he opened the next box and groaned. He literally hated dress pants.

"Shut up, Eragon."

He leaned his head back and sighed.

"I'd rather eat panda shit than put these awful articles of clothing on my body."

"That's too bad. Move your ass, I don't have time for this."

He dug through the pants and pulled out two black pair and one gray, setting them on the ground next to him. Suddenly Arya was next to him. She picked up everything he'd taken out and put them back into their appropriate boxes.

"Hey!"

She pushed him out of the way.

"You are choosing clothes that don't match. Do you have any idea what you're doing?"

He stood and held up his hands.

"No! I don't wear crap like this."

"Not even in the FBI?"

He grinned.

"I was good enough they let me wear whatever I wanted."

She sighed and pulled out a white shirt, handing it to him.

"Put this on."

He frowned.

"Why, this whole box is my size?"

She rolled her eyes.

"Just do it."

He unbuttoned the shirt and put it on over his t-shirt. After he buttoned it back, he rolled his shoulders.

"It feels weird."

"That's because you're not used to it."

She bent down and pulled out a gray vest with a neckline that went down to just under his chest. It had three black buttons and the lip of the two pockets were black. She handed it to him and he put it on as well. After that she took out a pair of black pants and set them on the ground.

"There, first outfit down. We'll get the belts and ties later on. Take that off."

For the next thirty minutes, she pulled out shirt and various vests and had him try them on. In the end, he had the first outfit, one with a white shirt that had dark blue vertical stripes and grey pants. Another she pulled out consisted of dark navy pants and a light purple shirt. She handed him two other shirts, one white and medium grey, that she said also went with the dark navy pants. Lastly she took out a grey-dark blue shirt. Setting them all to the side when he'd tried them on, she stood.

"Now that I've thoroughly wasted my time on helping you, go ahead and pull out one more of each color pants. Then open that last crate and get a few white undershirts."

She turned and started the process of finding her own clothes.

He did, then picked up all the outfits and went over to where she was just closing up her crates.

"Why didn't you try them on?"

She walked past him holding her own clothes.

"Because I know what I look good in."

He grinned but didn't say anything as she walked a couple isles down and opened more crates for him.

"Jeans, relatively nice shirts. Get three pair of jeans and four shirts. I'm going to a different isle so you'll be able to try on the jeans. Hurry because we only have twenty-five minutes to finish packing. Call me when you're done."

He went as fast as he could until he'd found what she asked for.

"Got everything!"

She reappeared around the corner with even more clothing in her arms. Setting them down, she started past him.

"Stay here, I'm going to call for our suitcases to be brought here. We aren't going to have time to go get them."

Several people came along with the bags and started packing their clothes away. While they did that, Arya brought him over several ties and belts, handing them to the packers. She then pulled down four crates and opened them. Inside were men's dress shoes of all styles and colors. She chose three different pair and then put the boxes away. Lastly, she gathered her own shoes and finishings and handed them over to be packed away. They had ten minutes left before they needed to start off. She went to the first isle she'd ever taken him to.

"We don't have time to return to our rooms. Grab a pair of sweats and running shorts. A few t-shirts as well and undergarments. When you're done, return to the front."

"Don't you need that stuff as well?"

Just before she disappeared around the corner she answered.

"Already got em'."

As they headed for the exit, Eragon looked at the five suitcases they'd filled. He walked through the corridors behind Arya, not knowing exactly where they were headed. He knew they'd arrived when he saw Ajihad, Nasuada, Islanzadi, and Angela waiting by a steel door. Ajihad smiled grimly.

"You ready?"

Arya nodded but Eragon looked back at the suitcases.

"Um, well don't we need like, toothbrushes and stuff?"

Saphira laughed.

"Those are already in your suitcase. Don't worry, everything you need is inside."

He raised his eyebrows.

"Weapons?"

She shook her head.

"No. Those will be waiting for you in your rooms." She pulled out two heavy folders. "Here. This will tell you everything you need to know."

She then turned and entered three pass codes into the door, opening it for the rest of them. They walked out and his eyebrows rose in shock. Holy. . . shit. Before him were cars of all kinds. From crappy clunkers to pristine Lamborghinis. He followed blindly as Saphira approached a silver BMW M3 E46 and unlocked it. The people carrying the suitcases were able to fit two in the trunk. The rest they laid across the back seat. Arya took the keys and slid into the driver's side. He headed for the passenger side, still trying to look at all the cars, when Saphira stopped him.

"Be careful. She drives like a psychopath."

"Awesome."

She grinned.

"Good luck. I'll be flying in later today and setting up shop with Orik so that we can keep an eye on you two."

"You're coming?"

She nodded.

"Yeah, so don't do anything stupid or I'll know."

He grinned and opened the car door.

"Noted."

Ajihad nodded to them both.

"Be safe and return alive."

Nodding back, Eragon sat into the seat. The door had just closed when he felt a prick on his neck. Looking over, he saw Arya pulling her hand away. What the. . . She started the engine as he slowly lost consciousness.

He woke in a fog. Blinking several times, he first heard the whirring of the engine and the sound of the highway. Looking to the side, he saw Arya was staring straight ahead. He frowned. I got in the car . . . something pricked me . . . He glared at her.

"Why the hell did you knock me out?"

"Because you can't know where we are located."

"Still?! Why?"

"Because this is your first time out. You might seem complacent inside only to betray us. If you leave, we don't want you knowing how to return."

He looked at her incredulously.

"After everything, you still think I'm gonna run?"

She shook her head.

"No, but I am not the only one who has a say."

He sighed.

"Well that's stupid. Where are we now?"

"Dallas."

"How long have we been driving?"

"Can't say."

He ran his hand through his hair angrily and then looked at his clothes. He turned to her.

"We're flying in wearing t-shirts and looking like we do?"

She shook her head.

"No, we'll stop at a gym a few miles out to shower and change."

"Do we have time?"

"I drove fast."

He looked at the speedometer and chuckled. She was going 95.

"I can see that."

Arya looked at him and frowned.

"I'm only going twenty over."

"Only? What if we get pulled over?"

She pointed at a device in the dash.

"Police radar. I'm good."

He smirked and leaned his chair back.

"Nice."

They drove in silence for fifteen more minutes before stopping. Arya got out of the car and opened the door to the back. She nodded at the trunk.

"In the suitcase on the right you have your more casual clothing. Get a pair of jeans and a sweater. Along with the brown Florsheim Nowles loafers."

He made a face at the name.

"I don't know why I can't just wear sneakers.

"Because you're an adult and should be able to dress yourself. Running shoes don't really go with a sweater."

"I don't know why I have to wear sweaters."

She ignored him and pulled out what she needed along with two packs. She put her clothes inside one and handed him the other. Looking in he saw that there was shampoo and conditioner. A towel was below them. He shoved his clothes inside.

"Let's go, Eragon."

She headed for the entrance. When they stepped inside a man behind the counter smiled.

"Are you a member here?"

Arya grinned and pulled out her wallet. She showed the man her pass and Eragon's and then started inside. He caught up.

"How do we have passes to a gym in Texas?"

"I had Saphira set it up. We usually have time to prepare but this came about rather quickly so I had to imrovise."

They found the changing rooms and split up. Going to the furthest shower stall, he stepped inside and went as quickly as possible, cleaning all that needed cleaning and washing his hair quickly before he dried off and stepped out again. Wrapping the towel around his hips he dug into the bag and pulled out the stupid v-neck light blue sweater and slid it on over his wet hair.

After putting on his boxers, he stepped out of the cramped space between the two shower curtains and proceeded to put on his nice jeans. Lastly he sat on the closest bench and put on his shoes. As he walked toward the exit he caught himself in the mirror and sighed. Next to him a college kid who was tying his sneakers smirked.

"Going to work out in that?"

Eragon turned and frowned at the boy.

"No."

The kid chuckled.

"You a pretty boy?" Eragon moved towards the boy and stared down at him but the kid held up his hands. "Woah dude, I'm just kidding around."

Eragon turned back to the mirror. He started for the door just as the boy stood but looked back with a sigh.

"Just so you know, I have to agree with you."

He went and leaned against the wall as he waited for Arya to exit. The boy he'd spoken to came out moments later. He grinned.

"What're you doing?"

Eragon looked towards the women's locker room.

"Waiting."

"Ohhh, ok."

Just as he spoke, Arya walked out and caught glimpse of him.

"Ready?"

He nodded and watched as the kids eyes shot wide in surprise. Eragon looked over to see what he was so shocked at and then suddenly wished he hadn't. It made it kind of difficult to think. Arya was wearing dark skinny jeans and black ankle boots with a four inch heel. Laces went up the front of the shoe though he figured they were just for looks. She was wearing a black shirt with a greyish-brownish-white cardigan over it and her wavy hair was pulled into a loose side-pony. He gathered his bearings and grinned at her, noticing that the kid was looking from him to Arya like he didn't couldn't comprehend it.

Arya walked past him and he gave the kid a quick smirk before following. The boy just gave him a nod.

"Dude I don't know how you got her but don't do something stupid because you'll never find another."

He chuckled, playing along.

"Not planning on it."

It took twenty more minutes to arrive at the airport and then almost two hours to get through customs and security because of the amount of people. And then they had to wait for forty-five more minutes. To pass the time Eragon started to watch the passerby's. He grinned as a woman his age strutted past and she smiled before taking a seat across from him. He chuckled inwardly and continued to glance at her. She responded with a smirk and then picked up a magazine. Arya sighed.

"Stop flirting. We're here on business."

He glanced at her with a knowing look.

"Aww, is somebody jealous?"

Arya rolled her eyes and stood.

"I'm going to check that the flight is on time."

Eragon laughed.

"Avoiding your feelings is no way to live, Arya."

She didn't even bother to acknowledge he'd spoken. As soon as she'd left, the brunette across the isle put her magazine down.

"That your girlfriend?"

He shook his head and stood, walking to sit by her.

"Nope. What're you reading?"

She tried to close her magazine but he caught a glimpse before she could and chuckled.

"So you like browsing men's underwear sections?"

The girl blushed.

"I was just. . . trying to look busy."

He nodded.

"I figured. I'm Noah."

The woman smiled.

"Danielle. But everyone just calls me Dani."

"It's nice to meet you Dani. Where are you headed?"

Well I'm traveling to England but my flight's been delayed. I was going to just be sitting for three hours so I figured I might as well do it where there's something to look at."

She gave him a sly grin. "You?"

"I work for a travel agency along with my partner that just left. We're going to Chile to review the best resorts."

The girl raised her eyebrows.

"That's incredible. I love Chile."

"You've been there?"

The woman nodded.

"Yep. Went there a few years back with my dad. Such a beautiful place."

He smiled.

"You have any suggestions on what to do?"

For the rest of his time he spent listening to her talk about everything she did while Arya pulled out her computer and didn't give him a glance. She stood when it was time to go.

"Come on, Noah."

He stood and turned to smile at his new acquaintance.

"It was wonderful to meet you, Dani."

She chuckled.

"You as well. Make sure you take a trip to a ski resort too. It's a blast."

He nodded and continued on with Arya. They got on the plane and went to first class. Eragon dropped into his chair.

"Damn this is nice."

"You've never been in first class?"

He shook his head.

"Nope."

She leaned back in her chair, pulling out the file she'd been given. He did the same, surprised to find that it was written in Latin. Glancing over, he saw Arya's was the same. She look at him.

"Latin is a dying language. You know it and I know it so we can read this, but most people wont be able to. They do this so that if we lose them or they get taken, they'll be somewhat useless."

"But the other romance languages are derived from it. Anyone who speaks those can understand some words."

She smirked.

"I can't believe you just called it that."

"Well that's what they are, turd."

"Did you seriously just call me a turd?"

He crossed his arms.

"Yeah. So?"

She rolled her eyes and started reading through her file.

"You are such a child, Eragon."

Instead of responding he elbowed her arm and then opened his own file.

d-sanitation-b: I think it's actually Swedish but thank you

Fughp: Because in a situation like that, remembering new ones on the spot would be hard and since they didn't say their last names, nothing can really happen. Also, that cover story can't work anymore because it's a month later so the business thing has ended.

Tamerlain: I was kind of basing that scene off of when the Urgals slaughtered that village in the first book and how he felt about that.

Lost Grey Soul: I think it was just Google Translate or something of the sort.

Elvendiath: I'll definitely keep that in mind. I'll try and add in some mind training stuff at some point. Thank you :)

Harry Potter's Dragon: After the stories I'm working on.

CrAyZEeGood: I'm not really sure yet but I might.

My Generation: Lol I haven't decided yet if I'm going to make them detached from the Government or not but I'll clear it up soon. And apparently I used Swedish to write that. Well, remember in the books when he comes upon that village that the Urgals have slaughtered and is like, horrified? Also, he doesn't deal with that total morbid destruction of hundreds of people. He's never seen it. So, I feel like no matter how BA you are, if you see something like that for the first time, your gonna feel the shock and horror. Don't worry though, he'll become desensitized as we progress lol. Also, that is coming :) And I talk to old people about video games a lot. I get where you're coming from though. I just felt like since they had kids who played, they would've known a lot. I know my dad does. He plays video games quite a bit. Lol wow, really long reply. I'm glad you're back!

Ocadoan: Lol thanks for telling me the language I was using. And I used a google to have it translated.

Mark Silverwing: Lol who? Yeah Eragon is the most likely to break first. And nice :)

Dracones: What is Yauzac lol :P Also, I'm going to see the new Bond movie at some point soon because everyone keeps telling me it's epic.

Eluvita: Lol I understand. It's interesting how people's taste differ. Some like modern and then some despise modern AU's and only read like, medieval stuff. And I'll put it up after these stories.

Apple Jaxx: Yeah I didn't really research anything considering I felt it wasn't really necessary. I did look up what the FBI did though and it said they did do that so I figured it was right considering it was the FBI website lol. But the FBI wasn't anything but a start to his story. It's not going to be brought in again. Also, it wasn't a real cartel, it was Durza and gang pretending to be one so they could do their shit under the radar (sort of). Although I see what you're saying, I just didn't feel like it was really important for it only being in the first three chapters. Then again, I'll know who to go to now if I ever decide to bring anything like that back in lol :) Oh, and this probably makes me look dumb, but what is IRL and IMO?

So as you might all be able to tell, I haven't really decided much in specific details for the story. I literally come up with stuff as I go. So yeah, the details will be more set when we get further into the story.