Okay! FINALLY, the last chapter!! *Victory dances* REVIEW!!!!
A/N: Mina and Kevin's mission, as well as Raye and James' mission, are mentioned in this story. If y'all want me to
write THEIR stories, tell me either through reviews (those who have reviewed, thank you much) or e-mail. If I get
enough requests, I will write about their missions as well.
As always, disclaimers apply....
Okay, now on to Chapter 10!!
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Zack was lying on the hospital bed, his face pale, his dark blond hair out of its customary ponytail and hanging in
limp tangles about his head. He looked like someone who had just been seriously ill, but there was a shadow of
his usual lady-killer grin on his face when he saw Amy run into the room. She was still wearing Serena's dress, a
little pink number that was slightly loose on her, and slightly short. Amy was taller and just a trace more lithe and
muscular than Serena. The rose-colored dress was wrinkled, torn in a few places. Amy herself...her sapphire eyes
were huge on her face...on her cheeks there were traces of...tearstains?! Since when had Amy, strong, rational,
level-headed Amy cried before? But she was smiling now. In a flash she was by his side. For a moment, neither of
them could speak. Then, she spoke.
"You look like shit, pretty boy." Though her words were mocking, her voice was quivering with all of the pent-up
emotion that she'd been holding in all day long.
"Look at yourself, hon." He laughed weakly. He lifted a cold hand from the bed to touch the bruise on her cheek.
"So, exactly what happened in there that I missed? Get rid of Demando?"
Amy nodded, "I was led in, Irene realized that I wasn't Serena, but was smart enough to keep her mouth shut. I
was led to Demando's room. At the door, I stabbed the guard with my poison earring, then slammed the door in
his face. Demando tried to kiss me, I broke his nose and kneed him in the groin..."
"Are you suggesting that the fruity little bastard actually has any balls...?" Zack interjected insolently.
"ZACK WATERHOUSE!!" A shadow of her severe former self reappeared, and Zack found himself laughing slightly.
He DID have a thing for prudish-librarian-types after all. "Continue...so you permanently unmanned him. Then?"
"Then he, too, realized that I was not Serena. We started fighting. The bruise is from when he threw a picture
frame at me and I caught a corner of it on the cheek. Then, when he aimed a roundhouse kick at my chest, I
leaned backwards on his desk to dodge it, and felt his letter opener under my back. So I slipped it up my sleeve."
"Learning my tricks, I see." Zack murmured. "Then?"
"When he was changing stances, I flung his letter opener at him, and it caught him in the chest. He fell, asked
who I was, and then...then he said that...when I got out of there, to tell Serena that he's always loved her."
Zack was silent, his mind processing this last bit of information. Amy's voice broke through his thoughts. "And
what about you? Who poisoned you? Which one of those bastards will I have to kill painfully?"
Zack gave a wry smile. "Been there, done that. Anyway, after Irene was secured in the car, I snuck up on the
closest guard and shot him, then took his gun. After that, a bunch of them came running, and so I shot all of
them while trying to not get shot. After that nice little gun war, Demando's last assassin showed up. Aquemireen.
We fought it out and he flung a pill into my mouth just as I flung a knife into his stomach."
"Corrosive sublimate. Temporary antidotes include tobacco, caffeine, and camphor." Amy murmured to herself.
"Yeah, something of the sort. I managed to stagger to the car, then Irene came out and asked me what just
happened. Then I don't remember."
Amy stroked a hand gently down the side of his face. "Irene was a biology and chemistry professor. She knew
what the poison was, and ran out of the car. She found a pack of cigarettes in one of the dead guard's pockets,
and forced a bit of the tobacco down your throat. Then, I came out, found you two, and called the chopper."
"I see." Zack said. He was about to say more when the door to the room opened once more, and in came a tall,
dark-haired woman of 30 whom he recognized as Luna Felis, followed closely by Artemis Cato. Luna spoke first,
"The mission was a success." It was a statement, not a question.
"Yes." Amy then proceeded to give out a concise summary of all that had happened. Luna and Artemis nodded in
silent approval. Artemis then smiled, a hint of mischief in his eyes, "I take it that you two worked well together."
He glanced down at Amy's hand, still wearing the rigged wedding ring, clasped in Zack's. Luna watched Amy, the
ever-unruffled one, blush a tell-tale pink, and smiled to herself. "Well done, you two. Now, Art and I will let you
two...talk...we're just glad that the mission was successful, that both of you seem to be all right, and that you
two worked so well together. Now, you two, remember to get some rest." With that, Luna and Artemis exited the
room.
"So...let's talk." Amy smiled at him. "Are you feeling okay now?"
"I've been better, but I'll be fine. Must we make this pointless small talk?" Zack grumbled.
"What would you like to talk about then?" Amy's smile widened, and she cocked her head to the side. "What are
you thinking about?"
"I'd tell you, but you would probably smack me again." Zack gave her a pointed look. "And I can think of MANY
things that I would rather you do with me than hitting me."
"ZACK!" She hissed. She looked outraged for a second, then laughed. "You're getting back to your old self."
"Yep." He grinned cheerfully. "And you love me for it."
And she did. Bending down, she kissed him gently. She felt his hand come up and stroke her hair. "The feeling's
entirely mutual, just so you know." He whispered.
He could feel her smiling against his lips. "I am one lucky bastard." He thought to himself.
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Whew!! DONE!!!! FINISHED!!!!! WOO!!!! Now, that last chapter was wayyy too fluffy, but oh well...
If y'all want an epilogue, tell me.
If y'all want stories about the other agents and their missions, also tell me.
In any case, REVIEW!!
Have fun!
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A/N: Mina and Kevin's mission, as well as Raye and James' mission, are mentioned in this story. If y'all want me to
write THEIR stories, tell me either through reviews (those who have reviewed, thank you much) or e-mail. If I get
enough requests, I will write about their missions as well.
As always, disclaimers apply....
Okay, now on to Chapter 10!!
* * *
Zack was lying on the hospital bed, his face pale, his dark blond hair out of its customary ponytail and hanging in
limp tangles about his head. He looked like someone who had just been seriously ill, but there was a shadow of
his usual lady-killer grin on his face when he saw Amy run into the room. She was still wearing Serena's dress, a
little pink number that was slightly loose on her, and slightly short. Amy was taller and just a trace more lithe and
muscular than Serena. The rose-colored dress was wrinkled, torn in a few places. Amy herself...her sapphire eyes
were huge on her face...on her cheeks there were traces of...tearstains?! Since when had Amy, strong, rational,
level-headed Amy cried before? But she was smiling now. In a flash she was by his side. For a moment, neither of
them could speak. Then, she spoke.
"You look like shit, pretty boy." Though her words were mocking, her voice was quivering with all of the pent-up
emotion that she'd been holding in all day long.
"Look at yourself, hon." He laughed weakly. He lifted a cold hand from the bed to touch the bruise on her cheek.
"So, exactly what happened in there that I missed? Get rid of Demando?"
Amy nodded, "I was led in, Irene realized that I wasn't Serena, but was smart enough to keep her mouth shut. I
was led to Demando's room. At the door, I stabbed the guard with my poison earring, then slammed the door in
his face. Demando tried to kiss me, I broke his nose and kneed him in the groin..."
"Are you suggesting that the fruity little bastard actually has any balls...?" Zack interjected insolently.
"ZACK WATERHOUSE!!" A shadow of her severe former self reappeared, and Zack found himself laughing slightly.
He DID have a thing for prudish-librarian-types after all. "Continue...so you permanently unmanned him. Then?"
"Then he, too, realized that I was not Serena. We started fighting. The bruise is from when he threw a picture
frame at me and I caught a corner of it on the cheek. Then, when he aimed a roundhouse kick at my chest, I
leaned backwards on his desk to dodge it, and felt his letter opener under my back. So I slipped it up my sleeve."
"Learning my tricks, I see." Zack murmured. "Then?"
"When he was changing stances, I flung his letter opener at him, and it caught him in the chest. He fell, asked
who I was, and then...then he said that...when I got out of there, to tell Serena that he's always loved her."
Zack was silent, his mind processing this last bit of information. Amy's voice broke through his thoughts. "And
what about you? Who poisoned you? Which one of those bastards will I have to kill painfully?"
Zack gave a wry smile. "Been there, done that. Anyway, after Irene was secured in the car, I snuck up on the
closest guard and shot him, then took his gun. After that, a bunch of them came running, and so I shot all of
them while trying to not get shot. After that nice little gun war, Demando's last assassin showed up. Aquemireen.
We fought it out and he flung a pill into my mouth just as I flung a knife into his stomach."
"Corrosive sublimate. Temporary antidotes include tobacco, caffeine, and camphor." Amy murmured to herself.
"Yeah, something of the sort. I managed to stagger to the car, then Irene came out and asked me what just
happened. Then I don't remember."
Amy stroked a hand gently down the side of his face. "Irene was a biology and chemistry professor. She knew
what the poison was, and ran out of the car. She found a pack of cigarettes in one of the dead guard's pockets,
and forced a bit of the tobacco down your throat. Then, I came out, found you two, and called the chopper."
"I see." Zack said. He was about to say more when the door to the room opened once more, and in came a tall,
dark-haired woman of 30 whom he recognized as Luna Felis, followed closely by Artemis Cato. Luna spoke first,
"The mission was a success." It was a statement, not a question.
"Yes." Amy then proceeded to give out a concise summary of all that had happened. Luna and Artemis nodded in
silent approval. Artemis then smiled, a hint of mischief in his eyes, "I take it that you two worked well together."
He glanced down at Amy's hand, still wearing the rigged wedding ring, clasped in Zack's. Luna watched Amy, the
ever-unruffled one, blush a tell-tale pink, and smiled to herself. "Well done, you two. Now, Art and I will let you
two...talk...we're just glad that the mission was successful, that both of you seem to be all right, and that you
two worked so well together. Now, you two, remember to get some rest." With that, Luna and Artemis exited the
room.
"So...let's talk." Amy smiled at him. "Are you feeling okay now?"
"I've been better, but I'll be fine. Must we make this pointless small talk?" Zack grumbled.
"What would you like to talk about then?" Amy's smile widened, and she cocked her head to the side. "What are
you thinking about?"
"I'd tell you, but you would probably smack me again." Zack gave her a pointed look. "And I can think of MANY
things that I would rather you do with me than hitting me."
"ZACK!" She hissed. She looked outraged for a second, then laughed. "You're getting back to your old self."
"Yep." He grinned cheerfully. "And you love me for it."
And she did. Bending down, she kissed him gently. She felt his hand come up and stroke her hair. "The feeling's
entirely mutual, just so you know." He whispered.
He could feel her smiling against his lips. "I am one lucky bastard." He thought to himself.
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Whew!! DONE!!!! FINISHED!!!!! WOO!!!! Now, that last chapter was wayyy too fluffy, but oh well...
If y'all want an epilogue, tell me.
If y'all want stories about the other agents and their missions, also tell me.
In any case, REVIEW!!
Have fun!
~Thalia
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