New Chapter! I must say though. this is quite different than my last FanFic. While the Funds was full of action this has a lot of dialogue. I think the best way to compare my stories is: The Funds=The Bourne Series. Find the Rogue= Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy. Both are very realistic in the world of spying

The spies went down to the security department.

"Hi Joe." Oscar said as he slammed his hand on Joe's shoulder from behind. "Can you pull up any break-ins or suspicious activity from the past week?"

"Hey Oscar, good to see you. Sure, just give me a second." Joe went to his computer and opened a list of breaches of government facilities from the past week it was a short one. "Well let's see. It's been pretty quite. A faulty key card use in an department of finances and smashed window at the department for international development."

"What about that one?" Oscar pointed to a third incident at the bottom of the list.

"That? It's nothing just some security malfunctions, we're getting the sensors repaired."

"That's just what they wanted you to think. What's that building used for?"

"Its just a storage facility."

"Where?"

"Up in the northwest, around Park Royal."

"Thanks Joe. Lets go." The team rushed out back to the car. They drove up to Park Royal to the Storage warehouse.

They arrived and immediately started looking for things that just didn't seem right. They kept looking and spoke to the head of security there. He said that the system had a malfunction everything was totally fine. They still continued to search and finally came across a shipping container stuck out. They opened it and found that it was full of crates although there were three empty spaces. They cracked one open and found it was full of gadgets. They all looked at each other with worry when suddenly there was a screeching sound and Chad's voice began to play but this time it wasn't recorded, he was speaking to them live.

"Dudes, we got to admit. We really thought you'd come here a lot faster. Like come on, it's been like two days, seriously. We are not impressed, well we are but this knocks points off. So yeah, we took a whole bunch of fun gadgets. I didn't know you mass-produced the MT3000, I'm guessing my people back at central intelligence don't know either. I gotta say, we have had a lot of fun with these gizmos, you Brits can truly make some awesome gadgets. And that X21, what a ride. That destination alternation device is pretty cool. We were wondering, would it be possible to harness that technology and develop it to make it look like someone was there when they're really not. Would that be possible, Rose do you think someone would be able to do that." Chad tried to hold back his laughter. Rose's eyes widened and she walked away to contact HQ.

"Agent Gupta. Is the head there?"

* Of course she is, it says on her tracker that she's sitting in her office. *

"What! Go and check on her."

*Fine. Whatever you say. *

xXx

The MI9 guards entered the Head's office and found it was empty. The window was left wide open and the blinds were flapping around from the wind. The place was a clear mess, a clear sign of a struggle. The guard Rose was talking to gulped and took a deep breath.

"She's not here." Said the nervous guard.

xXx

"What do you mean she's not there!" Rose shouted down the line as she tried to stop herself from swearing. Everyone turned around and looked at her. Chad began to laugh. Rose turned at to others. "Why did you kidnap her?"

"We have our reasons." Cad hung up.

The Spies raced back to HQ, back the head's office. They stood in the trashed office and pondered their next move.

"Right. They couldn't have just walked out of here with the head so that means we check security tapes of a mysterious vehicles leaving the area over the past few hours." Blane stated. They started checking surveillance. After a few minutes Daisy rushed in with a piece of paper.

"Guess what? 3 hours a MI9 helicopter was signed out. It was signed out by none other than Peter Wright."

"One of the Rogue's alias'."

"It was signed out by Peter Wright and James Angleton."

"Who is James Angleton?" Asked Blane.

"He was a counter-intelligence chief for CIA. There was a film based around him." Oscar answered.

"Really, what was it called?"

"The Good Sheppard. Matt Damon played the role."

"Cool."

"And De Niro directed it."

"Awesome, I didn't know he was a director too." The two girls stood stunned.

"Ummm Hello? The head of MI9 has just been kidnapped and you're chatting about movies."

"Well Peter Wright and James Angleton were friends and worked together during the Cold War. So obviously that's Chad and our rogue."

"Lets get up to the MI9 air command, we can track the helicopter." The spies hurried to the top of the air tower on the MI9 building and found the person in charge; in this case it was Agent Harris. "Crown unit. A helicopter was signed out by Peter Wright, which one was it?"

"It was our DT-10. Brand new, there are only two of them." Agent Harris proudly explained. "Light-weight, carries four times the amount of fuel and travels three times as fast."

"Do you have a tracker on it?"

"Of course." Harris typed in the code for the DT-10. On the large digital map of Britain it showed a flashing dot heading north towards Scotland. "I can bring up GPS." He continued to type. "The location of their GPS says they are heading up to the highlands."

"Is the second DT-10 model here?" Rose requested. Before Harris could fully say yes the spies rushed for it and got in, Blane behind the wheel, as usual.

They took off and followed the flight path of Chad and the rogue's. The helicopter was extreme fast. They were over Northamptonshire is a matter of minutes and were above Durham in under an hour. Just as they crossed over the Scottish border they got a call from Agent Harris.

*Agent Harris reporting. The DT-10 just landed. They landed somewhere random, in the middle of nowhere, Moray. *

The agents stared at each other.

"Where about did they land?" Daisy asked with a deep gulp.

* Some abandoned Steel mills, it's next to a really big river but pretty much everything is frozen over up there this time of year. *

The spies landed their helicopter 1km away from the other helicopter so that they wouldn't hear them land. As they exited the helicopter Blane and Oscar produced pistols that they kept with them at all times, four P226s, standard issues. They passed them around. Blane tried to give one to Daisy but she was quick to decline.

"Daisy, please take one." Blane pleaded.

"I don't want to. Why do we need guns anyway?"

"They have the Head of MI9 in there and they are probably armed to the teeth. I want to make sure you can defend yourself. I'd kill myself if you got hurt." They kissed as Blane handed her the pistol.

"But I don't even know how to fire a gun."

"Don't worry, I'll show you how." Blane whispered. He stood close behind Daisy. He raised her arms up to grip the pistol; he placed his hands over her's. "Just focus. Keep your hands steady. Look down the sights and gently squeeze on the trigger." Blane softly whispered into her ear. Oscar coughed.

"Can you stop with the foreplay. We have a mission." Rose stated as Oscar jokingly shook his head.

The spies stealthily entered the mill and quietly searched the area, Daisy kept close to Blane. As they searched music began to play from upstairs, it was classical music, Mozart. They gathered and followed the music and traced it back to a locked room. Blane and Oscar kicked it down and they came into a pitch-black room. Blane and Oscar gripped their guns tightly in wait of an ambush. The music got louder the further they walked in. The music came to its climax and suddenly there was silence.

"Hello Agents." Said a distorted voice from afar. "So nice to see you again."

"Where have you taken the head?" demanded Oscar.

"Now, now. Calm Oscar. She is fine, I assure you. I must admit I wouldn't have expected you to carry a gun Daisy." He could seem them.

"So yourself!" yelled Blane.

"Of course. I said we would meet soon and I keep to my word."

Floodlights in front of the spies abruptly burst with lights. The lights blinded them and they tried to shield their eyes. In the centre of the lights there stood a man, they could see his face because of the lights but they recognised him from his figure. It was the Grand Master.

I'm not going say a word. What did you think? Please R&R