CIA AGENT OR CROWNED PRINCE

Chapter two: Meeting Elizabeth

Sands sighed as he was lead by president Swan's security to meet the president and Elizabeth his new charge. When they entered the guard out side the door went to frisk him and Sands put up a hand in warning. "Hey back off, right now fuckmook. Do not under any circumstances touch me or my gun's, you won't like what you get in return, trust me."

He took out his ID badge and showed it to the guard. "This" he said "is proof that I have no such qualms with president Swan, that I feel no such fucking need to assonate him. I was assigned to protect his daughter. Now if you would be so kind as to get the fuck out of my way, then I'll get right down to it."

Unknowingly the president and Elizabeth could hear everything that was going on outside the door. Elizabeth placed a hand over her mouth to stifle a giggle. Even the president looked amused. They could both hear the thick sarcasm his tone was laced with. Something told the Swan's that the agent was not one to be mess around with or taken lightly.

They straightened their faces when the double doors opened to reveal a guard and Sands. The president turned to face his daughter when he quietly heard her gasp. He cringed when he saw the dreamy look that had taken over his daughters features, at the sight of the agent.

Sands had to hide his smirk; the woman was positively drooling at the sight of him. Sands grinned in smug male satisfaction. He knew he was hot. His angelic like looks were what helped him in his line if work. It made his opponents under estimate him, and when they had made that mistake Sands always pounced and went in for kill. Looking like he did disguised how truly deadly he was.

Swan had caught onto that fact as well. Having once been an agent him self he immediately caught onto the fact the agent most likely used his looks to disguise is true intent and capability. His looks were apart of his edge and appeal.

He stood and offered his hand "President Harry Swan, pleased to meet you agents Sands. Your superior has informed me of your talents. She tells me you are one of the best at what you do. It's been a good twenty five years since I last served for the agency, I would be interested to see if things still work like they did in my day as a member of the CIA."

Sands shook the offered hand and replied "indeed president, my superior informed me you were a member of the team fifteen years before my time. I have no idea of how things were in your day; I'm sure things have not changed that much if any."

Swan nodded and gestured to his daughter "agent Sands I would like to introduce you to my daughter Elizabeth Nyah." He then gestured to his daughter "Elizabeth this is agent Sands of the CIA, he has been hired to take care of you and watch your back."

Elizabeth huffed a sigh "oh father, I'm a grown women for Christ sake. I'm not a little girl that needs to be wrapped up in cotton wool and coddled. I can take care of my self. I honestly don't see the need for a body guard."

Sands spoke up "I assure you Miss Swan I am not body guard and I'd appreciate it if you remembered that. I'm a member of the central intelligence agency. My father was a body guard; I on the other hand am not my father." Elizabeth stared at him and he stared right back at her just as hard not backing down a single inch. She broke eye contact first and scowled to her self.

Swan cringed 'oh sweet Jesus' he thought painfully. His daughter was as stubborn as a mule. But it appeared agent Sands was even more so, and he could not see the agent backing down. His daughter would not be able to push this man in particular around. Swan could see, that Sands could and would out smart his daughter every time if provoked.

Elizabeth scowled and said stiffly "I shall be in my rooms if you need me father." She turned to Sands and replied sweetly "agent Sands" Sands smirked and raised an eye brow "Miss Swan." Elizabeth shot him a writhing look before turning on her heel and slamming the door behind her.

Sands finally let the grin he had been holding the whole time free. "Nice daughter you have your self there president Swan." Swan could hear the sarcasm his voice was laced with. He winced. Swan sighed and took a seat and gestured for Sands to do the same. He spoke apologetically "I'm terribly sorry agent Sands. My daughter is far to like her mother, as you can see she is as stubborn as a mule, her mother is the same. You must try and excuse her behaviour; she has always been head strong."

Sands replied "no need to apologise, I can perfectly handle your daughter President Swan. I've dealt with all kinds of criminal's; your daughter is a mere walk in the park compared to some of those nut jobs."

Swan nodded and replied "very well. Now there are a few things I must discuss with you. I'm sure your superior has already informed you of the trip planned to Mexico and Spain, this up and coming Monday, which is two days away."

Sands scowled "of course, and what a nasty surprise that was." Swan froze and replied "I'm sorry; I don't quite follow agents Sands." Sands sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose and revealed "what I'm about to reveal must not leave this room. I must have your promise to not mention this anyone, not even your daughter. Do I have your honest word?"

Swan nodded and replied "you have my word on my honour as a former agent. Whatever is discussed in this room will not leave this room." Sands nodded and said "I feel that you need to know this. As much as I love throwing nasty little surprises into the works I can't see that working to my advantage this time around."

He had to suppress a growl of annoyance as he revealed "As I've been informed your self along with your daughter will be accompanying the Mexican president to Spain to meet with the Spanish royal family. Well, you need to know that I know of the Spanish royals very well, and had dealt with them for the first eighteen years of my life on a daily basis."

He continued "tell me president Swan what do you know of the crowned prince of said country?" Swan replied uncertainly "from what I've read and researched about the family in general was that the young prince disliked the life as a royal.

So he came right here to Washington D.C to study. It is said that he has not returned to his home country or to his duties since. I have no idea what he is doing to day." Sands nodded and replied "he became a member of the CIA." Swan gaped. He opened and closed his mouth several times, but no sound came forth. He was far to stunned at the realization of whose presents he was currently in.

He could not helped the grin that suddenly spread across his face as he asked "your him, aren't you? You're the crowned prince of Spain?" Sands replied "yes I am indeed. Now I'm sure you can see why finding out about your up and coming trip was a nasty surprise for my self.

I have not seen or spoken to my parents in fifteen nearly sixteen years. The only real contact I've had with my family is through my younger sister Isabella, in the form of letters and the monthly long distances phone calls."

He added "as much as it pains me to admit, I guess seeing my parents again won't be so bad. They were never the reason I had to get out of there in the first place. It was my duty and obligations as the crowned prince. I felt suffocated and like an amusement centre show piece, I hated it."

Swan nodded understandingly "yes Elizabeth often complains about feeling similar to what you described. And she does not even have any real duties, except as my daughter. You on the other hand were being groomed to rule over a whole European country. You were under stricter rules and had more obligations then Elizabeth ever will have to deal with or encounter."

He added "if you don't mind me asking, but will you ever consider becoming king? Your mother is not going to be able to run the country forever. What about your sister?" Sands sighed "I'm it. Last time I checked my sister informed me she was betrothed to another. He can't become king of Spain, because he already the heir to his own country and has obligations of his own.

So to answer your question it seems more then likely that I will one day find my self as the king of Spain weather I happen to like it or not." He added "and when that day does arrive, I will have to quit my job as an agent and take over the throne and the crown. It was apart of the agreement I came to with my parents before I left in the beginning.

I was granted permission to study and finally get a job over here in America. But on two conditions, one I had to remain in contact with my sister weather I decide to stay in contact with either of them or not. And the second condition was, that soon as my mother got to the point where she was unable to continue. I had to give up my job here and return to Spain and continue to carry out my supposed duties."

Swan nodded understandably, things were surely going to be very interesting during the up and coming; meeting. He wondered how his daughter would react to being protected by the crowned prince of Spain. She would without a doubt find out sooner or later, no doubt.