'Ok you guys are going to take a right then another right after twenty meters.' Preston's navigation crackled through the ear pieces they had.

Cammie confirmed that they heard and then picked up her pace. Crawling through the vent had turned out to be tougher than she had expected and doing it in a dress didn't help. Well a now ruined dress. To add to the discomfort was Zach's complaining about the heat inside and how claustrophobic it felt. He wasn't wrong though, it was hot in here and she had to pace her breathing evenly as she felt shortness of air.

'I am totally Die Hard right now,' Zach breathed. 'Call me Zach McClane from now on baby.'

'I totally would have thought you would have said Tom Cruise, Mission Impossible.'

'I have his skills and looks already,' Zach scoffed. He couldn't see but Cammie had shook her head. 'Imagine if someone was to fart. The echo would alert everyone.' Cammie stopped and awkwardly tried to turn round.

'Eww…don't you dare. You're disgusting.' She whined.

'Hey I didn't say I would do it.'

'Don't,' Cammie warned and pushed off again.

The pair of them reached the exit point that was inside an office. Cammie crossed the open and took a few moment to turn around and face Zach who was already removing his small bag of screw drivers. His face was covered in sweat and Cammie wiped her own forehead.

'It is hot,' she whispered to him and he only breathed heavy in acknowledgement. It took a few minutes, but then he had removed the vent's opening and pulled the bag that he had been dragging up beside him. He removed the tools they be needing to get down and into the office's computer.

'You ready?' he said looking at Cammie. She nodded and he handed her the strap to secure around her waist. 'Perhaps it is now all Mission Impossible 'ish.' Zach joked and Cammie smirked.

Cammie got herself secure and then eased herself down through the opening.

'Good luck.'

'Don't drop me,' she replied looking at him. 'Hey Zach?' she asked and he stared into her eyes. 'I just want to say…we argue a lot on these missions together, but it's not. What I mean to say is…you know how our relationship and…' Cammie suddenly stopped and her face contorted and she sniffed. Her eyes filled with horror and she looked at Zach who was avoiding her glance and burning red. 'Zach you, oh my god you are DISGUSTING.' Cammie coughed and slapped in.

'Sorry. I think it was the shrimps I had earlier.' Zach shrugged and smiled before flapping his face with his hand.

'I think even I can smell it from inside the van,' Preston interrupted as he caught onto what had happened. 'Manners Zach and hygiene please.'

Cammie coughed one last time and zoomed down her rope as quickly as possible. Within seconds she was hanging about a foot from the desk and already hacking into the computer. A few minutes later she had everything she needed.

'Ok boys I got it. Zach pull me back up and I'm also bringing some perfume he had on his desk.'

Zach muttered something that she couldn't hear where Preston confirmed that he got the message. However instead of being hoisted back up she remained where she was.

'Zach. ZACH,' Cammie started to yell whispers. 'Zach pull me up.'

'Eh…Cam's we might have a problem. The cable seems broke. Looks like you are going to have to climb back up.' Zach echoed in her ear piece.

'Climb? You said you double checked the equipment.'

'Yeah well turns out it might be able to take your weight.'

'WHAT?' Cammie yelled regardless.

'WHAT?' Preston's voice followed with a yell of his own.

'Geez guys. You trying to make me deaf.'

'Zachary Goode you better pull up this instant or I'm going to…' Cammie was cut off as three armed men entered the room and she was helplessly left dangling. A few seconds later she fell to the floor as the rope had been cut. She landed in a push up position, but was quickly pushed onto her back by a foot and three angry Austrian men pointing guns at her.

Not as funny as part one, but still hope you liked it. I'll do one final part for this one later.
Read, like, review and enjoy. J