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~Chapter 4: Mission Impossible? That's About Right~

"Morgan, if you don't wake up and walk, your lazy-butt-ness is going to get us killed!" Kat hissed into our friend's ear.

Thankfully, we'd gotten far away- or far enough, we hoped- from the creepy guys with the guns. The problem? Well, people were starting to give us strange looks, and one woman even took out her phone, eying us warily before dialing a three digit number, which I assumed to be 9-1-1. Just what we needed at a time like this!

We had made it to a more secluded part of the town by then, closer to houses with children and teens off at school, and parents off at work. No one around to report us if they thought of us as suspicious.

"Girls, are you okay?" Mrs. Goode's worried, calm-before-the-storm voice came echoing in our ears.

"We're fine," I answered wearily. "Morgan's unconscious, and we have, uh, I guess a civilian with us?"

Aidan smirked. He had long ago let go of my hand after I had pulled it away, blushing wildly. Leave it to a boy to ruin things.

"Who is he?" Mr. Goode soon came in, suspicious.

"He says his name is Aidan," Kat answered for me.

I heard a sharp intake of breath, and then from Mr. Goode, "Aidan? As in Aidan Holmes?"

Probably listening in, Aidan laughed loudly. "That would be me," he replied, moving his head to my shoulder. I jerked slightly, pushing him away. He faked a hurt look, but I tuned out his immature reaction.

"Fox, Magician," Charlie now cut in worriedly. "Aidan Holmes, AKA Sherlock by his friends and Griffin as his codename, aged fifteen and a half, birthday is March tenth-"

"Seems like I'm well heard of," Aidan mocked smugly.

I had to refrain myself from growling and slapping the smirk off of his face. "Continue, Rodge," I said, casting an impatient glance at Aidan.

"He's- he's-" Charlie was cut off again.

"He's a spy," Kat realized tensely, yanking me and Morgan away from him.

"No worries, girls," Mrs. Goode came in hesitantly. "Aidan is a trainee from Blackthorne, a school for boys."

I blanched. "There's a spy school for boys?" I asked in disbelief.

Aidan smirked. "You seem shocked," he remarked. "What, did you think just because you go to a all girls school that you were the only spies? Guys are allowed to save the world every now and then, too, you know."

"Saving the world is a bit over the top, you know," Kat snapped back in a falsetto of Aidan's voice.

Morgan stirred and shifted in our grip, groaning slightly. "And to think I was about to hug you guys for helping me," she remarked sarcastically.

She pulled away from us, trying to stand on her own feet and ended up stumbling forward and crying out in pain. She was soon gritting her teeth as Aidan reached out to her. Morgan stubbornly pulled away from him as Kat and I helped her up again. I balanced her as Kat inspected one of Morgan's feet.

"Sprained left foot," she reported before taking on some of Morgan's weight again.

"At least you're right handed," I told Morgan, trying to look for the bright side in things.

My friend snorted. "As if that helps us," she muttered. She looked around, and her eyes landed on Aidan. "Where are we and why is Carny Guy here?" she asked wearily.

"Carny Guy just so happens to have ears," Aidan snapped, loosing his patience with having to deal with us. Yes, we seem to have that effect on people that we don't trust, by the way. "And Carny Guy is a spy too, genius."

"That's super genius to you, prick," Morgan growled.

Kat sighed. "Look, as much as I would like to sit here and watch you guys argue over Aidan being a prick or not," Kat said with blunt calmness, "I'd rather get away from the guys with guns intent on trying to get Morgan. Who else is with me here?"

"I agree with Kat," I found myself saying quietly.

Aidan only rolled his eyes. "Then lets get the heck out of here, hm?"

"Fox, Magician, Green-Eyed!" Charlie suddenly gasped. "Get out of there! The creepy guys are two blocks behind you!"

And sure enough, six heavy-set men came bolting down the sidewalk, their angry eyes fixed intently on us. They were probably back up from before, since the original seven ninja-like guys were still downed in an alley over ten minutes away by foot. They couldn't have gotten to us in that time, especially with a bunch of Gallagher girls and two Blackthorne boys standing around.

"Run!" I hissed, dragging Morgan and Kat along.

We went as fast as we could. Aidan stayed behind us, his back against ours as he waited for the creepy guys to approach. We could only stumble along, trying our best to get away. Soon enough, I could no longer feel Aidan's presence. I looked back, watching as the guys surrounded the downed boy. I let go of Morgan, pushing her towards Kat.

"You're stronger," I told my Asian friend breathlessly. "You can move faster. Take Morgan and get out of here!"

Kat hesitated for a moment. "What about you?" Morgan hissed.

"Kat may be older, but she can move faster than me," I told her. "It would be more likely that she could get you out of here than me. Don't worry about us; with me around, those guys won't know what hit them!"

Apparently, my cocky macho-girl act wasn't that convincing. Still, Kat knew that she couldn't argue with my statement. She was stronger, faster, and she was the better fighter. If anyone could protect Morgan and get her out of there, it was Kat. No doubt about it.

"Fox, do as Magician instructed," Mr. Goode buzzed in our ears. "She's right. You're older; you'll have the better chance if you get caught. Now go!"

Knowing that she couldn't disobey a direct order from our teacher, Kat shot me one last, meaningful look. "Be careful," she and Morgan told me at the same time. Kat turned and ran off, dragging Morgan with her.

I turned back to Aidan, not even waiting to see if my friends had made it around the corner yet. I had a different problem to deal with right now.

Aidan was still being circled, but now one of the men were down on the pavement, writhing and groaning in pain. I jumped at one of the men, using my small build against him as I ducked under his legs and bucked my foot up, hitting him in a place where men would prefer to keep unharmed.

Laughing a little, Aidan cast me a little mock salute as he dove at another guy. Since two men were down, that left four to go. Two of the larger men went for Aidan as he crashed into one, and the smaller went for me. I almost rolled my eyes. I might be a girl, but a Gallagher girl? These guys had no idea who they were dealing with!

One of the guys I had was soon down, and I saw Aidan dealing with the last of his two. I finally slapped a napotine patch on my last guy's forehead, and I watched with great satisfaction as his heavy form dropped to the ground. Ah, the joys of being a spy in training!

"Nice," Aidan said, respect edged somewhere in his tone.

I shrugged half-heartedly, turned towards him now. He had a small bruise on his cheek, from who-knows-where, but I didn't point that out. I just wanted to know that my friends were okay now.

"Fox, take cover!" Charlie gasped through the comms unit in my ear.

"Rodge, what's happening?" I asked, worry in my tone.

"Fox and Green-Eyed are two minutes away from the van," Charlie reported. "But there's one more team behind them."

"Magician, hurry up and get to them," Mrs. Goode ordered.

"Got it," I said, turning back to Aidan. "Lets go!" I said, turning yet again and running off in the direction that Kat and Morgan had headed off in.

Aidan couldn't believe his luck.

His Cove Ops class was supposed to be simple that day: tail three ordinary girls. Simple, like he thought everything was.

He didn't know that the girls were spies like him until he had been told so by his teacher.

"I had to tail a few of 'em with my best friends once," Mr. Newman had told him. "It'll be a piece of cake."

Aidan now had his doubts. "Piece of cake my ass," he muttered, wondering just how he had gotten involved with rescuing a girl from kidnappers. Well, helped to rescue, anyways.

There was a loud laugh in his ear. "What's the matter, Griffin?" Max Newman, Aidan's friend, asked, amused. "Some little girls showing you up?"

"No, I just wasn't expecting for them to be so..." he searched for the right words. "So darn difficult, annoying, sarcastic-"

"Aidan, I'd suggest you shut up," Randy called back to him, not even turning around as she ran. "I'm flattered, really, but you're being a little too obvious about your comms. I hope you know that."

"Yes, Randy," he snapped, irritated. "I'm well aware of that."

"Okay. Just let your friend know that the 'little girl' will kick his butt when she finally meets him."

Max choked on the other side of the comms unit. "How did she-?"

"I'm a Gallagher girl, moron!" Randy called as she was about to turn a corner. "And I'm a magician. I hear everything!"

Aidan growled low in his throat. "Just who the heck is that girl?" he asked, annoyed.

There was a pause from Max as Aidan sped up, determined not to be left behind by a mere girl.

"Her name is Miranda Beth O'Neil, she's fifteen, lived in England for a while, codename is Magician, attends Gallagher, has been there since twelve-years-old, and her dad is-" Max cut off in shock. "Her dad is Liam O'Neil, head of MI6!"

Shocked, Aidan stumbled a bit, but refused to show any other sort of emotion. He couldn't let the world know that he had let his emotions through for just one second. Spies couldn't afford to do that.

"Go on," he urged.

"Her mom is basically a total mystery," Max went on. "All it says here is that she was someone important in protecting the Queen of England and the rest of the royal family. This chick has some deep roots, that's for sure!"

Aidan was silent for a moment. "Thanks, Cobra," he finally said, closing the distance between him and Randy.

Glancing over at him, Randy seemed a little bit suspicious about his intent. Her eyes were a guarded gray color, and her hair was streaming out behind her, the ponytail messy from a day of action. And it definitely wasn't over yet.

Determined to learn more about the strange girl and her friends at Gallagher Academy, Aidan knew that his year wouldn't be boring, to say the least. In fact, he automatically knew that it would be really interesting hanging around after only a few intense hours. He could already see the action unfolding in his mind.

So, Aidan is a bit immature, but oh well. Sorry for the delay, but I'm updating now!

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~Dreaming