i'm baaaack! and

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They arrived on the landing pad with a jolt. Shelley's eyes shot open. She looked up at Alex and saw his eyes on her face. He slowly got up, with her in his arms.

"Alex?" she asked drowsily.

He turned around and put her down in the seat he had just vacated.

"I'll be right back Shell. Just gotta make sure everything is alright."

"No wait…let me…co…" Shelley tried to say but she kept yawning and fell asleep before she could finish the sentence.

Alex shook his head and laughed.

He got off the helicopter and helped with getting the sergeant and heads of MI6 get checked in to the hospital.

Shelley woke up because of the brightness behind her eyelids.

Stupid sun. Ugh. Oh well. Time to figure out where the hell I am.

She opened her eyes slowly, letting them adjust to the light. She looked around. She was in a queen sized bed that was raised so high off the floor, all 5'4 inches of her barely reached the floor. The walls were peach with white frames. On both sides of the bed, were small tables. To the left of the bed were a bathroom and a dressing area with a sink in front of the door. A door, probably leading to another room outside, was next to that. Directly across from the bed was an average sized TV. There was a large window to the right of the bed.

She sat up and realized that there was a closet next to the TV. She went to it and threw open the door. Inside were clothes for every possible scenario, all in her size. She walked in and suddenly a computer screen slid out from behind a rack of clothes. She looked down and realized she'd stepped on some kind of sensor pad. She looked at the screen and realized that the sensor had measured her exact size and weight and various other details that identified her as Shelley Mason. The computer asked her to put her finger on a smaller sensor pad that was attached to the screen. She complied and felt a sharp prick on her thumb.

"Ow…" she whispered.

The entire wardrobe suddenly transformed. Racks of clothes flipped to show rows and rows of gadgets hung on walls and in individual cases. There was a bank of computers that had the logo of MI6 on the screen. A huge safe was located to the right of it.

"Holy baby Jesus." She gasped. She was standing in a secret lab.

Seriously! This is sooo cool! And completely out of the movies. But whatever. Finally one of the cool things about being a spy. I can't wait to show Alex. Wait, where is he?

With that thought she ran out of the lab/closet, spy senses taking note of how, the second she passed the floor sensor, everything looked like an ordinary closet again.

She ran out of the door she had seen earlier and found herself in a huge living room. It was beige and white. There was a large flat screen TV standing on top of a cabinet. The glass doors of the cabinet allowed a view of all the game consoles and DVD players Shelley had ever heard of. There were beige couches too. One was an L shaped couch while the other was a two person couch creating three sides of a rectangle. There was a love seat too, in a surprisingly bright shade of red.

Ok this has gotta be the most awesome place I've ever seen.

She walked farther, down into a hallway. She entered a huge kitchen. It had a large island in the middle with granite counter tops and silver stainless steel appliances everywhere else. This room was darker brown and had a huge bay window that showed that the house rested on a Cliffside overlooking some stairs that led to the ocean. There was a door to a garden and looking through the stained glass on the door, Shelley could see a small path that led to a big pool and Jacuzzi.

She turned around and saw a doorway that led to another hallway. This hallway had a staircase that went up to the right of her and a staircase that went down to the left. A quick look down the left staircase revealed a garage that held Alex's silver Mitsubishi Eclipse and a black Ferrari with a set of keys in the door lock. She noticed a note hung from the keychain.

Agent Shelley Mason

This is your new car. And the keys to the house and basically everything else that MI6 has given you. I hope you can enjoy it m'girl!

Smithers

Finally! My own car!

Shelley grabbed the keys and went back upstairs. She went up the right staircase and found herself in a large office space. There were no walls; instead there were large windows all around the room which was shaped like a round tower. The ceiling was high and there was a small door across from her. She entered and found herself in small greenery with, she noticed, automatic sprinklers. She went back into the office space and noticed a large desk with more computers and a chair made of supple black leather. She found another desk just like it on the other side of the room.

Good. I was starting to think they'd separated me and Alex. But where the hell is his room?

She made her way back down the staircase. She walked through the kitchen and into the living room. Finally she noticed that right next to her room was another door.

How did I miss that?

She knocked lightly and opened the door to find the room empty. She noticed a piece of paper lying on the bed though.

Hey Shell. I couldn't sleep. I'm going down to the beach for a walk. Come meet me there. I'll make breakfast for us later.

Love, Alex.

What is it with spies and notes? What If the wrong person finds them? They can be so stupid sometimes. Oh well.

Shelley changed and went out the kitchen door. To the right, there was a path to the pool, surrounded by flowers. To the left was an iron gate that led to a staircase that went down to the beach. Shelley ran down to the beach and looked around for Alex. She saw his light brown hair flying around in the slight breeze. He was sitting right on the edge of the water, small waves splashing over his toes. She ran up to him and wrapped her arms around him from the back.

"Morning." She whispered.

"Hey Shell." He said. She noticed how his voice was choked and realized that he was upset.

"What happened now? Well other than we have a totally awesome new house."

"Well it's kinda about that. Shelley, Scorpia destroyed my uncle's house. A bomb."

"God. I'm sorry Alex. I know how much that house meant to you." And she did. That house was Alex's only reminder of how he used to be. Before MI6 ruined his life. It was Alex's reminder that he was human. And now it was gone.

Saying the words made the whole situation all too real for Alex. He didn't want to believe that his childhood home was really gone.

"Shelley can you do something for me?"

"Of course. Just say the word."

"Come with me to Tom's? I want to see him. I need to forget this for a couple hours."

"That's it? Sure. I always like Tom. But there is one condition."

"What's that?"

"We're taking my car."

Alex grinned.

"Deal."

They drove over to tom's house in London. After his parents had finally divorced a year ago, Tom got an internship with a large technology company. Although he had little patience for studies, most people didn't realize that Tom was quite good with technology. Anyway, he met a stroke of luck. The manager of the London branch of the company had retired and the headquarters loved Tom. He became the new manager and in less than a month made more money than both of his parents had ever made in a year combined. He legally emancipated from his parents and bought a large penthouse in the middle of bustling London. Even after all these years he still remained Alex's best friend and confident other than Shelley. Tom really liked Shelley. He noticed that she made Alex happy and that was good enough for Tom. It had been a long time since he had seen that sparkle in his friend's eyes and it made him joyful to see it again. So when the spy couple knocked on his door, seconds before he was supposed to leave for work, Tom cancelled all of his appointments for the day and ushered them inside.

"Shelley! You look awesome. Alex…you really don't. What's up with that?"

"Tom my uncle's house was bombed."

"Shit man. That sucks."

"Yea. But I guess it's time to move on. I can't keep trying to remember the days before all this. They're never gonna come back."

"Yea. I think that's probably a good idea. You want anything to drink?" Tom changed the subject without realizing it.

"Yea. I want a black coffee. No milk but lots of sugar. And no decaf please. I didn't get much sleep last night." Alex replied.

Shelley looked over at him. "Nightmare?"

"Yea. And I couldn't sleep after. I'm running on about two hours of sleep in the last forty eight hours."

"You should've woken me up! I could've helped."

"I didn't want to deprive you of sleep too. One of us should be fully alert at all times."

"I want a coke. And Alex, you're sleeping in my room tonight."

Tom choked on the croissant he had been eating as he'd watched his two favorite people argue. Shelley and Alex were not religious. Who could be after all they'd seen in this evil world? But both of them were big on celibacy. Neither wanted the complications of pregnancy along with all the troubles they already had.

"Wha- you …Huh?" he sputtered while reaching for the glass of milk Shelley was holding out to him.

"Get your mind out of the gutter Harris. Just sleeping. It helps keep his nightmares away." Shelley said.

"Oh." Tom said. He really did get their worries but it was still weird. Alex the lucky bastard got to live with one of the hottest girls he'd ever seen and it seemed like a waste.

Alex cuffed Tom on the back of his head.

"OW! That hurt Alex! Bloody spies." He muttered.

"Go lust after your own girlfriend." Alex smirked. They were so close it was almost as if they could read each other's minds.

Tom huffed.

"I can't believe they hired you. Seriously, you're such a little baby sometimes," Shelley said pinching Tom's cheeks, while Alex laughed.

Tom blushed.

"Whatever."

The three friends goofed around for another hour before Tom announced that he had had enough of their constant teasing. And that he had a meeting that he forgot he had to go to. Actually that was a date not a meeting but-

"You're going on a date, aren't you?" Alex stated.

"Well…yea." Tom said sheepishly.

Alex laughed again.

"Alright then mate. I'll see you later." He said following Shelley to the door.

"Bye Tommy!" Shelley called over her shoulder. "Be a good boy!"

Tom shut the door as Alex's laughter filled the air. He shook his head at his friends' antics and went to get ready for his date.

Alex and Shelley sat in the car, Shelley in the driver's seat.

"Thanks Shell," Alex said as she started the engine.

"No prob. I had fun," she answered.

"Yea so did I. but unfortunately, I just got a text from the unit. They're over at St. Dominic's. Apparently Blunt has requested our presence in ten minutes. I don't see how we're gonna make it though. The hospital is twenty minutes from here and we're in London. The traffic will be a killer."

"Alex who are you talking to? We're both trained in evasive maneuvers and this baby can reach 220 mph. we'll get there."

Alex grinned.

"Floor it."

i think its starting to become a little more original now... idk for sure though. whatever its still fun to write when i have time. but its been lots of work to find time for this recently and i like to know all that is not for nothing. so please review! and for people who love Tom like me...YAY the goofball is back! right now hes a little OC and im not used to his POV yet so its not that great. constructive criticism please! oh and i finally figured out how to see the number of hits i get and that is so awesome! so for all the people who i saw are actually reading this, thank you! and if you have the time please press that pretty blue lettered link!

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~C.J.