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Chapter3: The beginning

Joanna was very worried. Two days have passed since the  last time she saw Velvet. She phoned Jonathan to ask him if he saw them, but  his response was negative. She discovered them in the Carrington institute infirmary. It seems that they had a terrible car accident after the party. Velvet was badly hurt, but her life wasn't in danger. Unfortunately for Nathaniel, he wasn't as lucky as her. Sarah says that if he doesn't wake up before next week, he'll never wake up again. Jonathan was very shocked by the news. He was his brother after all. At the eve of the mission, Jonathan seemed very depressed.

"After the mission, you will be allowed to worry about him. Now, you must be ready for what will  happen next", said Carrington in a cold tone.

Joanna shot him a glare. How could he be so uncaring, she though to herself. Jonathan and her had to try their costumes and their special accessories. Joanna was forced to put a wig of long, curly blond hair. To match with this, they gave her a pink outfit. She looked like a doll. Even if she seemed very ridiculous, Jonathan didn't laugh. He didn't needed to wear costumes as weird as hers. He wasn't very known by the employees of Datadyne. Carrington explained them that Datadyne moved in England, at London. The less suspicious way to go there was to use a plane.

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One day later

Joanna and Jonathan were in the plane. It will take something like 6 hours to arrive at destination. Everything was alright…until now. There were a lot of turbulence zone since the last  hour. It was a chance that they were almost arrived. A lot of people in the 1st class section seemed panicked (they had the chance to be in first class). Something was wrong…but Jonathan didn't seem to mind because he was asleep. Suddenly, the light became red and the plane changed its direction: it was falling.

"Damn! JON WAKE UP! WE'LL CRASH! WE'LL DIE! WE'LL..."

"Shut up Jo. It's not with shouts and cries that we're going to get out of this mess" calmly answered Jonathan.

He seemed very calm…too calm. He was like he didn't care until he saw through one of the window that they were really falling down. If someone would have slap him in the face, he wouldn't have look more surprised. An employee gave them two security belts filled with air. He also give them a strange bag in rubber material. It was a boat without air in it. The plane was going to fall  into water. The ceiling broke. Almost the half of the occupants were ejected of the plane. Joanna was ejected with them.

"JON, HELP ME!"

He tried to hold her hand but he couldn't hold her any longer without getting himself in the same situation  as her. Her hand escaped from his and she disappeared from his sight. A few seconds later, he feel like he was going to freeze. The plane had fallen into the water. He took a deep breath, he dive and he found the hole in the ceilings of the plane, (A/N: sorry if this look like Cast Away) and leave the plane. He saw the surface. He tried to reach it, but the waves were only bringing him deeper in the water. He didn't have any air left in his lungs and he begin to feel very dizzy. As he fell unconscious, two hands caught his and brought him out of the freezing water.

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After a few minutes searching, Joanna had finally found him. She get him out of the water and bring him on the boat. He wasn't breathing but his hearth was beating. She knew what she had to do in such emergencies. She pinched his nose and blow air into his mouth. After a few seconds, his eyes opened. He cough a few times, each time some water was getting out from his blue lips. He was cold, very cold. They were very lucky, England was  near. She had to bring him on earth before  his situation  become worse.

"Huh…wha…what happened" asked a very confused Jonathan.

"I've found you lying in the water. I took you and I saved your life, lucky boy."

"It seems…that I wasn't as lucky as you…you don't seem to be freezing…and were did you find that boat?"

"The strange bag the man gave us was a boat without air in it, don't you remember…are you alright?"

Jonathan looked at her with a puzzled look. It was like he didn't understand English language anymore. Joanna began to be very worried. As the minutes were passing, he seems to be only more and more weak. It was almost sure he was hypothermic. Joanna was also very cold but she only stays a few seconds in water, and she was too panicked by Jon's behavior to care about herself. A lot of Englands saw the plane crash and a lot of paramedics were tying to find survivors. Fine Joanna thought to herself, it won't be long before they find us. At this moment, she would have given a million dollars to have some sheets and give them to Jonathan to stop his terrible suffering. The only source of heat on the boat was her.

"Jonathan, come next to me…you're freezing to death"

Jon wasn't in a state to argue. He came next to her and she took him in his arms. Joanna never though ocean could be so cold. She was able to see ice in Jonathan' s chestnut hair.

"Thanks", Jonathan' weak voice said.

"Thanks for what?"

"Fo…for t trying to save m me"

The first aid volunteers quickly saw them and came take them. On their boat they had hot…precious sheets. The paramedics looked at Jon anxiously. It seems that is life was in danger. Joanna knew what they were thinking, that he won't be able to survive, she couldn't believe this. She was sure he'd be alright. Jon's very strong…or is he?

They were a lot of survivors on the boat. The paramedics said it was a miracle. Jo wasn't sure of this. Almost all the survivors seemed to be dying. Jo and Jon were the last rescued. They were returning on this so hot, so comfortable earth.

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Joanna Dark reopened her eyes. She thought that one minute ago she was on the boat, worrying about Jonathan's bad state. The infirmary confirmed that Joanna was wrong. She slept for almost ten hours. She had a very strong health, she was already feeling alright. She never worried about herself, she worried about someone else.

"Where is Jonathan", asked abruptly Joanna.

"He is in a chamber next to yours. You cannot disturb him right now, he must recover from his surgery", answered the old nurse with a motherly tone.

"What kind of injury", asked worriedly Joanna.

"They have to amputate him some members"

"WHAT...WHAT ARE YOU SAYING", asked a more than scared Joanna.

"Calm down my dear, he will only lose two toes, it's not like they are going to cut him an arm"

This answer from the nurse calms Joanna a little bit. She just hoped he won't have too much trouble  to heal and to walk again or they'll be in very big trouble.

"When will he be awake?"

"Not before this evening my dear, you should call  your family and his to tell them about what happened."

"You're right, thank you for your information."

Joanna wait that the nurse left to phone the institute. Carrington was very surprised by what happened. He told her that he will send someone else to replace him if he wasn't strong enough to continue. It was all like Carrington. The mission first, worrying for his agents after. Inside her, Joanna knew that if someone else come, the mission is already failed. The only agent in the institute that was really able to be a good actor was Jon, nobody else. The fate of the mission depends on Jonathan's health now. At least, there was one good news Velvet announced her. Nathaniel had woken up a few hours after they left the institute. Joanna thought that maybe this news will make Jonathan forgot for a short period of time about his terrible injuries. The doctor says he won't let leave Joanna before another one other day of rest. For a few hours, she watched the boring TV shows and talk with the gentle nurse that remind her of her mother. The evening was passing very slowly. Joanna was beginning to think that Jonathan won't wake up until tomorrow morning but she was wrong. At 8 pm, the nurse came announce her that he had woken up. So Joanna took her bathrobe and goes visit him. He was pale, but he seemed in a better shape than the last time she saw him. She looked at the nurse like she was disturbing her in staying in his room.

"Oh , do you want me to leave", asked curiously the nurse

"Actually yes, I'm his wife after all", said Joanna with a big smile on her face.

" I'm sorry…I…I didn't know…well, I'll leave you alone now" said the nurse with a very shy voice.

After the nurse left, Joanna let escape a small giggle from her lips. She though it'll be funny to use her false identity now that they were arrived. No one had to know about the real people they were, it was the best lie to say to have some privacy.

"So, how are you feeling,"

"Well…it's weird to have only 8 toes."

"I'm totally sorry for this. Do you think you'll be able to walk normally again", said Joanna with a sad smile on her face.

"You don't have to be sorry, it's not your fault. But I think it won't be too difficult to walk normally again. They only amputate me my smallest toe and on the other feet my 2nd smallest toe. It's not like they cut me my big one. And I think I've been very lucky. I could have lose well  more than this. The only reason I'm alive is because…you were there. Without you, I would have lost my entire life. I think that I underestimated you. I must thank you, and apologize for my bad behavior.

Joanna couldn't believe her ears. If someone one would have told her after her mission at the area 51 that Jonathan would some day apologize and tell her he underestimates her, she would have laugh for a few hours in a row. Joanna thought that it was better for now to change the subject. Jonathan sighs.

"It seems that fate decided that all the family must die. Almost me…and my brot…

"You're brother's alright. When I made a contact with the institute, Velvet told me he had woken up a few hours after we left"

"You're sure of this?"

"Yeah, you don't have to worry about him anymore."

Jonathan sigh in relief. Before this news, he seemed exhausted. Now, at least, he seems exhausted and happy. He had to stay in this hospital for one week, but the doctor confirmed him that after a few weeks, he'll be able to walk the same way he was able to do before. Joanna had to go to the hotel alone. Carrington was very enjoyed to hear what Jonathan told him. After a few days at the hospital, that he hadn't difficulty to walk anymore. Well, he fell sometimes, but it was a question of practice. A week later,  Jonathan was overjoyed to leave the hospital. The food of the hospital wasn't as tasty that it was healthy and the nurse that  take care of him (not the same as Joanna) remember him of that bitch of the old  movie he saw a few weeks ago(fly over a coco's nest). They had one day to prepare themselves. When they arrive at the very luxurious suite that didn't impress Joanna anymore,  she though about something that she didn't thought about before.

"Hey, Jon"

"Mmmmmmmmm?"

"Where will  you sleep?"

"On the bed, do you have a problem with this?"

"Yes, there's only one bed."

"Listen Jo, they didn't have any choice, we're supposed to be married, don't you remember?"

"What's the point?"

"Well, if they spy us, and see that there are two beds,  they'll suspect us, don't you think?"

"They can't spy us, they don't even know we exist."

"Maybe, but if they ask some information after we meet  them to an employee of the hotel, well…they'll know about it."

"I think I'll sleep on the couch."

"No you can't, there is no couch, only armchairs."

"OKAY, YOU WON! I WILL SLEEP IN THE SAME BED AS YOU. But if you dare to approach me, I'll shot you with my beloved gun, understood."

"I'm sad your chronic itchy trigger finger wasn't amputated at the hospital , I would not be in grand danger right now", said Jonathan with a smirk.

"Oh , shut up Jon", Joanna said as she pushed him and let him fall on ground with a big 'boom'.

"OUCH, it hurts", exclaimed  Jon as he fall on the hard floor.

Their argument was interrupted by Joanna's CI communicator.  Joanna quickly opened it, letting Jonathan try to get up without any help.

"Joanna! Can you hear me", asked Elvis

"Yeah, is there something wrong", asked worriedly Joanna

"No it's alright. I just wanted to say you that if you need help, don't be shy to use your CI communicator. I'll be able to help you even if you're very far from us. Main ships are moving well more quickly than archaic human one."

"Thank you Elvis. But if I  really need help…well…don't bring a single seater okay?"

"It's alright Joanna, Elvis out", and the CI communicator closed.

Joanna looked around her. She didn't see Jonathan anywhere.

"Jon, where did you hide yourself?"

Jonathan appeared in front of her in a very expensive looking bathrobe with… a pipe in his mouth.

"Hi honey, how are you going", he said a with a british accent.

"Jonathan, what are you doing with this pipe", she asked desperately.

"It's my lucky pipe and it is very special to me", he answered childishly…again with his british accent.

Jonathan blew in it and bubbles were going out from it.

"Jon, you're pathetic. Are you sure you're okay. Only people with mental problems can to this at thirty."

"I'm not thirty. I'm twenty height and 10 months, so, I have the right to do this without having any mental problems", he said again with his british accent.

Joanna sighs. Jonathan was less irritating when he was at the hospital. It seems that Jonathan in perfect health was as unsupportable as an hyperactive little boy.

"I'm tired honey. I  think I'll go to bed now", Jonathan said as he go to 'their' room.

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A few hours after Jonathan go to bed. (fluffyness alert!)

Joanna was watching TV. She was extremely sleepy but she didn't want to share HER bed with someone else. She let a few yawns escape from her lips and she decided that if Jon was going to take too much place…well…she just kick him with an elbow (it really works). So she enters 'their' room. It was already 2 am. She was going to be tired tomorrow, she thought to herself. She was able to see Jonathan's sleeping form through the moonlight. He seemed to be sleeping peacefully. She goes at the extreme opposite of where he was. That's unfair, she thought to herself. His part of the bed seemed well more comfortable. This detail didn't stop her to fell asleep only a minute after she goes in the bed. Her sleeping form was moving a little bit. Maybe she was dreaming. She only takes a few seconds to go on Jonathan's side of the bed. Her head innocently goes on Jonathan's chest. A small smile formed on her lips and she stopped moving.

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Damn! I'm so tired! It's 12:30 now, and for a girl without life like me, it's very late! I hope you liked this chapter. Well, I preferred to write this one compared to the 2nd one. But I'm glad you liked the second chapter even if I thought it was boring. This story will be well more longer than I thought! At the end of this chapter,  it was supposed to be the end of this mission…and it's only beginning. This time it's the truth, action will come next chapter! I didn't begin to write the next chapter yet, but I already have the main idea of it written somewhere… The nurse that Jonathan  dislikes…well…maybe you already guessed I imagine her like Miss Ratchett. Only if you saw Fly Over a Coco's nest(did I spell it right?) you can understand. I won't make personal answer to my reviewers because I'm too tired and lazy. Thanks to Spider-bear, Peachrocks and MyOwnAntagonist. Your reviews motivate me to write more…thanks again!

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