A few hours have passed since Marcel breached WOOHP headquarters. Everything went back to normal for the agents. However, not for the Spies. They had to resume business, even though their friend Alex was in the hospital ward. An agent was making his daily routine through the prison. Familiar faces laid behind the battered walls and locked doors, villains that the Totally Spies had brought to justice. The agent came by Marcel's cell walking past before he quickly turned back to walk back to look into the cell. What he saw he had to report.

"Requesting for three other agents to come to cell 224," he called on his earpiece.

….

Britney stood before Jerry in the large conference room where all the missions were handed out to the agents and the Spies. Jerry's arm was in a sling. He had the bullet removed and he came back to work to make sure that nothing else was going wrong in the world that would cause him to send his Spies out for another mission. Britney placed the triggering device on Jerry's desk and took a couple steps backwards.

"Another case closed, another mission solved," Jerry said.

"Indeed, Jerry," Britney spoke. "How are you feeling today?"

"A bit sore, but I am managing to push through," Jerry replied. "Your training is complete, Britney. In a few years you might be taking over this chair and desk."

"You still have a bright flame, Jerry," she said with a smile on her face. "You still have many years ahead of you to be in that chair."

"We'll see," he replied with a smile.

"I wanted to ask you what the call was about," Britney changed the subject.

Jerry sighed as his demeanor changed. He became serious and looked at Britney at him.

"Marcel was found dead in his cell this morning," Jerry answered.

"Dead? How?" Britney asked.

"He committed suicide," Jerry spoke, answering Britney's questions. "Took his sheet covers and he used it to hang himself."

"There goes our man to find out where they went," Britney sighed.

"I guess we are going to have to find them when they decide to come out of hiding."

"But at what cost?" Britney asked.

"I wish I could answer that, Britney," Jerry paused. "Even I can't answer that question."

…..

Connor and Clover would be waiting for the nurse to come and give them the news about Alex's surgery. They were leaning against the railing, looking out of the window from the 8th level. Clover was worried about Alex, she lowered her head and gave a worried sigh. Connor glanced down to look at her as he placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Clover?" He asked.

"I'm just worried," Clover said, answering his call. "I need to get my mind off of it right now."

"I think I can do that," Connor replied in a nervous tone.

Clover turned her head to where she was facing his handsome face.

"I need to come clean and tell you the reason why I truly was at your Graduate School in San Francisco," Connor said as he took her hand and led her to the chairs that they were standing in front of.

"You mean-," Clover began.

"I'm a trainee learning the ropes about how to go undercover as an agent here at WOOHP," Connor admitted. "We couldn't track your compowder as easily as Sam and Alex's. I was sent on the undercover mission since I appear to be younger than my age. I-I'm really 24."

"You did a great job fooling me that's for sure," said Clover.

For a few moments, Clover didn't know if she was angry about this truth or surprised that she couldn't tell that he was undercover. To her, it only made her LOVE him more.

"I really do like you, Clover," Connor paused. "I actually love you! The first moment I saw your eyes, my heart was heavy and felt warm, I got butterflies in my stomach. You're so beautiful, Clover."

"Connor, I am surprised at this new information," she paused, her brain changing the subject on them for the moment. "But I can tell that you want to switch from being an agent."

"I went to college and received my degree in Psychology," he answered. "After what happened these past three days, I want to provide help for those who fall victim to the suspects' plans."

That made Clover's heart flutter and soar.

"That is so fitting for you, Connor," Clover replied with a loving smile on her face. "I love you!"

…..

Sam and David took William to Beverly Hills Cemetery to pay a visit to his mother. William could still remember where she was buried, despite not being there since he was 7. He had spent part of his childhood in Beverly Hills, then grew up near the Great Falls in Montana. They came to a halt when William froze in his tracks. Sam glanced down at the beautiful headstone that marked William's mother. The brass lettering and butterfly carvings had been recently shined up and polished.

"Hello, Mom," William said. "I promised that I would come back to visit you again. I'm sorry that it took longer than what I hoped for. I promised that I would let you meet Alex, however I can't for a little while. I brought some friends here to meet you. They helped me in stopping Father and my half-brother."

Sam stepped a little closer, holding David's hand. She held a small smile on her face.

"It's nice to officially meet you, Ms. Soal," She spoke. "My name is Sam and this is David, we are friends of Alex and came here on her behalf today to meet you."

"It's nice to meet you," David replied.

"William told us how important you are to him," Sam paused. "I am sorry that you had to go through that."

"Marcel did the same thing that father did to you to Alex," William admitted. "She's fighting for her life right now."

About ten minutes passed by, the three of them stood there in complete silence. William touched the headstone as Sam placed down the bouquet of Forget-me-Nots on the headstone; William mentioned earlier that Forget-me-Nots were his mother's favorite flower. William then stood up and looked at Sam and David.

"We should head back," he said. "It looks like it's about to storm again."

…..

A few hours later, Alex would be back in a hospital room. The surgery to remove the homemade heart shunt was risky. Sam, Clover, Britney, William, Connor, and David were gathered around her. William was sitting close to her, holding Alex's hand in his. Sam and Britney were sitting in chairs that were at the end of the hospital bed, David was standing behind Sam with his hands on her shoulder. Clover was sitting on the other side, Connor leaned against the wall next to her.

Sturing, her eyes squinted together before she began to open her eyes.

…..

It would be dark in a very cold place. Only the light from candles was the only source of light in this dark night. Stone walls covered the room as there was a casket with the lid wide open. On the ground knelt two girls who had the other's face. The air was still and sent cold chills running through their veins.

"My son is a traitor, your father was a failure," a dark male voice called to the girls. "Your brother is a disgrace, and your half-brother paved the path for you both to become the masters of this cult. I have a mission for you."

The girls glanced up to look at the stone casket with joker-like smiles on their faces.

~Author's Note~

Another fanfiction completed. I hope you all have enjoyed this fanfiction! Please stay tuned for part two of this fanfiction!