OK guys, this is the new chapter. You'll be finding out in the next chapter what Keri's plan is. WARINING: Use of strong language twice. Don't like, don't read. Also I've had several reviews asking about Dans dad. Don't worry, several clues will come up about his life inside the CIA, in the next chapter. Eep! I wasn't meant to say that!

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"This is..." the vice said. "This is preposterous! We are using children to protect the country?"

"They are the best, sir. They have never gone anywhere without backup, unlike our adult agents," pleaded Stella.

"But children?" he said, aghast. He stood up. "I want to see for myself," he said firmly. "If the country is protected by these 4 only, then I want to meet them, please."

"You wont have any problem in that," said Dan, bursting in through the door. "Pleasure to meet you, Mr Clegg."

Nick Clegg wasn't listening. His gaze was fixed on Rosa, who had shrunk back behind Stark. "You! It's the Crime Minister! Arrest her, quickly!" he yelled, pointing at her. Nobody made any move to do anything. Nick Clegg dropped his hand. "I'm guessing this is something we don't know about either."

"Well, the current situation, is that..." started Frank. He looked over at Dan for help.

"Hi, Mr Clegg. I'm Dan, the field agent," he said, sticking out his hand. Clegg took it. "You see, Rosa is my.. mother and she... works for MI9 now."

At this, Nick Clegg sat back in his chair. "Oh my god."

"We didn't take it too well at first either," said Aneisha sympathetically.

He looked up. "So, do you mean to tell me, we have children and former terrorists protecting the country?"

Everyone looked at Stella. "Well... Yes."

"Mmmm. And yet I see no David Cameron or associates."

"About that," interrupted Tom. "Hi, I'm Tom, the genius. My IQ is 150 and is still rising. We didn't get the Prime Minister because we discovered something much bigger. It's a bit like G9..."

"Hey, I'm Aniesha, mistress of disguise. Um... How do I describe this? It's like... Huge, what we found. 3 times bigger than G9. Does that make sense?"

Clegg nodded. "Well, I think David can wait," he murmured. Zoe sighed in relief.

"We were hoping you were going to say that," she smiled. Clegg looked at her.

"Who are you?"

"Um... Well, I'm... the clone of the Mastermind."

"WHAT?!"

Keri waited, perfectly composed, for Dan to rush in. He was late, but that was expected of a boyfriend, right? Surely he'd come to question her about the ring? Or maybe why she kidnapped the Prime Minister?

"Sweetheart," said James, his black eyes staring at the door, "I don't think he's coming."

For the first time in days, Keri acted like... Well, Keri.

"But he has too! He's a patriot! I deliberately set up those gossiping agents so he would find us!" she shrieked, the red in her eyes fading slightly. She was heartbroken. James patted her on the shoulder as she took out her pencil comms unit. She kept it, because Dan had given it to her after the third time she lost it.

Flashback

Dan smiles, dazzling Keri. She barely notices as he holds something out to her, too focused on his deep, sky blue eyes. He nudges her gently.

"Hey! Earth to Keri! I have your communicator!" he whisper-yells, so no one else can hear. She knows it's so their identities wont be discovered, but it's nice to think that he does it because these words are only for her. He waves it in front of her face, and she grabs it, deliberately poking him with the rubber end.

He feigns hurt. "What did you do that for?" he says playfully, poking her back. She bursts out laughing, attracting stares from the students. It's then she notices an inscription on the side of the pencil.

It reads, Keri Summers, Room 12. Plz return!

Suddenly, Dan looks embarrassed as she turns it over in her hands. It has all her favourite things on: fashion, makeup, cute animals, laser eyelashes.

"You did this for me?" she asks him, amazed.

"Well... Yeah, only coz you're always losing it, and I think MI9 are getting sick on wasting their budget on pencils.." he says, but Keri isn't listening anymore. He did it for me. Just me, she thinks. All for me. Not the country. Not his friends. Me. She listens as Tom and Aneisha come up and begin berating Dan for leaving files open, but inside of her, she feels extremely special, and loved.

Flashback end

Keri smiled at the memory, turning it over. Then she clicked it on.

"...Really don't think that's a top priority right now," said a voice she didn't recognise.

"But we have too! You guys deal with the thing, and we'll go after the Mastermind!"

"She's too far gone, mate. I'm sorry, but you cant save her, only she can."

Dan sighed at the other end. "Fine..."

"Excuse me. Why is the end of your pencil red?"

"Oh no... It's Keri! I wired our pencils together! Shes listening to this conversation!" yelled Tom's voice.

"WHAT?!"

"Switch 'em off, quick!" and the line went dead.

"Move forward the date of the master plan," said Keri quietly. James was about to argue, but then he saw her eyes. When the Mastermind-or any criminal for that matter-got that glint in their eyes, you didn't argue. Unless you were suicidal.

Dan stared at his pencil. He could hear the others arguing, about Keri, how much she heard, how they were going to get the Prime Minister back, and he snapped.

"EVERYBODY SHUT UP!" he roared. "Tom? Can you cut off the signal?"

"Yes, I can-"

"So go do it." When he didn't move, Dan rolled his eyes and said, "Take your girlfriend with you. GO!"

He turned to the others. "Plan, anyone?"

"Contact special forces and arrange a squad to go in there," replied Stella.

"How long will that take?"

"A week."

"Too long. Any other plans?"

"Dan," snapped Frank, "We know you love Keri, but that's not the point, we cant-"

Dan turned to face him. Clegg sat silently in the middle, wondering what the 16-going-17 year old would say.

"No. The point is, he- she- bitch knows that we know. So what's bitch going to do?"

"Move forward the date," voiced Clegg. He was shocked at the language, but knew it was an alternative to 'thing'.

Dan looked impressed. "You politicians aren't that useless after all."

He shrugged. "If I call, I'm sure we can get a few other countries in on this as well. America has a great army and weapons, we have technology and Australia has well trained agents."

"Great, do that." He turned to the two adults behind him. "Can you guys help him organise this?"

Stella and Frank nodded, leaning on each other. "You go home, or to the base. Your mother is there."

Dan nodded wearily. Now that he had got a plan, he didn't feel like doing anything else except resting in his mother's arms. He parkour'd out of the window.

The team felt extremely uncomfortable walking through the London base. They were followed by stares and whispers.

"Look, over there."

"Next to the kid with the laptop."

"Did you see him?"

"The red head's a clone."

"One of them is a genius."

"I'd put my money on the pale one being the genius."

"The black girl, she's the disguise mistress."

"Does she really look like that? Or is it one of her disguises?"

"Who knows?"

"Jeez, this is first day of ST Hearts all over again," muttered Tom from the back. "Except without the tripping, and more biscuits."

And then he fell flat on his face. Dan burst out laughing and snapped a picture of him.

"Straight to Instagram," he shouted. "Everybody, quick!"

"I hate you guys," Tom grumbled.

10 minutes later, they were in the heart of MI9.

"I'll get to work," said Tom, but then he was blown back by a mighty explosion. He lay on the floor, unmoving.

"EVERYBODY GET READY TO FIGHT!" bellowed Dan, instantly taking charge. Some of them looked put out at being told what to do by a 16-year-old, but got into fighting stances anyway.

"Tom!" yelled Aneisha, but there was a hissing noise. Seconds before, Dan realised what it was.

"DUCK!" he screamed, and just had time to pull Zoe to the ground before the grenade went off.

Aneisha wasn't so lucky. She flew through the air, and landed safely on Tom, her body hitting the ground, her head on Tom's chest.

The aftermath was confusing. Dan staggered up onto a chair, and turned the fans on. He heard the distant sounds of an ambulance, and saw civilians rushing in. He ran over to them, along with other dazed agents.

"Im sorry, you cannot enter," they all said, barring their way.

"But people are hurt in there!" yelled a red faced man. "We have to help!"

"The best thing you can do right now is stop unauthorised persons coming in," said Dan. He felt blood trickling down the side of his head. The people fell silent.

The man who had yelled had shock written all over his features. "You're 17," he whispered.

"So is Zoe," he said, reaching out for his friend. "Z-zoe?" he said, not feeling her.

There was a muffled scream from the rubble.

"ZOE!" screamed Dan.

The public watched as this boy ran over to the rubble, and began throwing it off. "Im coming, Im coming!" he yelled.

There was a powerful kick from within, and a 17 year old with red hair burst out. "I'm OK," she gasped. "Tom and Aneisha?"

They looked over at two other teens on the other side of the room. "Sleeping together I see," said the boy, grinning. "They'll be fine. MUM!"

A lady on the other side was staring at a huge green K on the wall. When they realised what it was, the screaming started.

Oh noes, very ominous XD. I've tried to make this as interesting as possible. You might be seeing Obama and other famous figures in the next chapter! Also Dans dad!