The first chapter was kind of bad because I made it up on a boring day. Hopefully this chapter's better.

Thanks for the reviews BTW!

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Michelle had never spied before. She and Danny had always pretended to spy on their parents, but that was probably as close as it got for her. She didn't know how she was going to spy, or how to get anything out of Tony, but she could try. Paula was already setting up a monitoring system, so she could monitor his calls and e-mails without him knowing. Michelle was really excited and nervous.

She was on her way to work, driving in her small red sedan, when she saw Tony on the street. At first it didn't look like Tony, but after she got closer she realized that it was him. Michelle honked her horn for him to get off the road and he flashed her the finger.

Tony didn't know that it was Michelle who had honked at him; otherwise, he wouldn't have given her the finger. He was on his cell phone and didn't have time to look at the driver.

"Anthony? Did you hear me?" Tony was on the phone with his mother, who was begging him to do something he did every year.

"Yeah mom, I did. But come on? The littlest angel in the Christmas pageant? I would never live it down if someone saw me dressed up like an angel."

"Anthony, you have an amazing voice! You are the best singer in the drama club, and we need you to be in this pageant!"

Tony had played roles in his mother's pageants for as long as he could remember, but this year was the end of it all. He didn't want to be known as the 'Angel Boy' like he had been for numerous years. He had played the Easter bunny and even the turkey, plus the littlest angel, which amounted to years and years of horrible teasing.

"Mom, I told you! No Angel Boy for me this year!" Tony said, attempting to be as straightforward with his mother, without her getting angry for his attitude.

"ANTHONY ALMEIDA YOU WILL PLAY THE LITTLEST ANGEL IN THE CHRISTMAS PAGEANT OR I'LL SHREAD YOU'RE BLANKY TO PIECES!"

God damn it! Tony thought. His mother always had to bring up 'Blanky', his beloved blanket that he'd had since he was a baby. It was the best way to blackmail him into anything, even the littlest angel.

"Mother I'm a federal agent, and if you do that, I'll have you arrested for the damage of a beloved item." He warned her, half joking.

"Anthony you know and I know that that's not a real crime. You are to come down to the theater later today, when you get off work, and we'll discuss your costume. Ah, another year has come and gone, and you've grown out of you angel suit."

Tony cringed at the thought of his angel suit: a long, silky, white-and-gold robe with a pipe-cleaner halo and tacky white loafers.

"Whatever. Fine, I'll play the littlest angel. Just don't breathe a word of it to anyone!"

Michelle was one of the first people to arrive at CTU, along with some of the analysts but that was it. She decided to try and snoop around Tony's files to check on anything unusual, like medical records, before any real terrorist threats came in. She searched and searched until something finally came up. He had a record of broken bones; 7 in the last five years. She snooped and snooped until she found out that people beating him up for his roles in his mother's dramas caused his broken bones.

Michelle had to hold herself from laughing. Tony Almeida, the drama king? She finally copied the files and sent them to the women she'd had lunch with the day before. Just then, the door swung open and Tony entered. A smile quickly danced across Michelle's face as she saw him briskly walk over to his station.

"What?" He demanded as soon as he realized she was smiling at him.

"Oh…nothing," She replied.

"Yeah, okay. What's happened so far? Any terrorist threats? Bombs planted anywhere? Anything?"

"Nope, but there's a call for you on line one," Michelle replied, pressing the star button on her phone, transferring the call to Tony's line.

"Almeida,"

"Mr. Tony Almeida? I understand that while George Mason is away, you are the ranking agent in charge, right?" A sly voice asked.

"Yes. Who is this?"

"I'll tell you after. But first, go to a secure line in a room where you'll be alone."

Tony went over to Tech 1, where no one was yet. He was wireless and had put a scrambled filter on the line.

"What do you want?" He demanded. He was positive that this could be a threat.

"Access your criminal records, and look under Max Lucas. I need you to delete the file."

"What will you do if I don't?"

"Open up a socket and in the password box, type star-alpha-star-star."

Tony did so, and a screen popped up, showing a masked man with a phone, and in the chair, his mother. The masked man was holding a gun to his mother's head.

"Don't you dare, you sonofabitch!"

"Do it Mr. Almeida,"

"Never. Don't touch her, and maybe we can come to an agreement."

"Are you saying that you won't do it?" The man, who was obviously Max Lucas asked.

"Yes. Now where are you? I'll come meet you and we'll make a deal. Or we can make a deal right now on the phone."

"Too late," the man replied, and shot Tony's mother in the head.