Ok back from holiday tanned, tattooed, and ready to update. (Sorry to keep you all waiting so long!)

Just a couple of things. This is based on the movie verse, sorry to confuse some of you.

Erm.. This may take a while as I am back to work and soon back to college so updates may not be as frequent.

Ok enjoy, as always reviews are welcome. Enjoy

Chapter Two: Small Questions.

The knock came,

"Come in," replied Virgil's father. Virgil entered the office and felt slightly out of place. He didn't go in there much.

Alan was usually there getting told off and Scott would sometimes be there getting flight details, but Virgil was never really in there which was the first indicator to Jeff that something was wrong.

"What's on your mind?" Virgil looked at the floor and started rocking on his feet.

"I was um...wondering," he stopped. Looking at him, reminded Jeff of the time he told off John and Virgil for pouring honey on Scott when he was sleeping.

"Yes," Virgil looked up to meet his fathers gaze.

"Does Brains have any other family, I mean other than Fermat," He asked playing with the tag in his pocket. Jeff knew the answer but wasn't about to tell his son al his best friends secrets.

"Why do you ask?" Jeff answered motioning to the chair on the other side of the desk. Virgil sat down and handed the tag to his father.

"Who is this?" Jeff looked at the tag in his hands.

"A girl we rescued today,"

"Was she hurt?"

"Just cuts and bruises," Virgil replied. Jeff hadn't looked at him once.

"Ok, if that's all,"

"Dad, who is she?" Virgil said standing up and raising his voice a little more than he meant to.

"Virgil," Jeff's voice remained calm, "What is the first rule of this organisation?"

"Don't get involved with the victims," He said it as thought he had said and thought it to himself a hundred times before.

"So, just forget her, she's just another anonymous person who is alive because of you, add her to the rest, and leave it alone," Jeff pocketed the name tag and continued with his work. Virgil stood up and gave his dad the worst look ever, and left the room.

Two hours later it was getting dark and Virgil was lying on his back in the pool. His eyes were closed and he could hear the faint lapping of water around his head. Suddenly he heard a 'plop' and looked up to see TinTin standing above him dropping coins into the pool.

"Penny for them?" Virgil squinted up at her.

"Your thoughts you look like you have a hundred of them,"

"Mmm," Virgil shrugged and leaned down to get the coins. TinTin glared at him; she could always tell when one of the boys was lying.

"You know me too well," he smiled getting out of the pool, and sitting on the sun-lounger that just happened to be Penny's favourite spot when ever she was visiting.

More to come.