Jack took his time making his way to Wuya's office. He had left early just in case, but he really didn't want to get there at all. As he got to the door, he checked his watch. Only a matter of minutes now.

Everyday at exactly half one, Wuya left her office through the side door and went to go and get her lunch. It was one of her predictable moves that she had settled into since reclaiming her body. It was these small things that really annoyed her.

Jack heard a chair scrape back from inside the room and the sound of a door being opened and shut. He slowly opened the office door and looked around. He had to plant a camera somewhere that Wuya would pick it up. He looked around and caught sight of the jacket on the back of Wuya's chair. He walked over and took out a small pin in the shape of a black rose. In the centre was a tiny camera and he clipped it to her jacket. He then hid a voice recorder on the underside of her desk. That was the first part of his plan complete.

He shut the door of the office behind him and walked quickly along the corridor. He now had wait for Wuya to go to the Shen-Gong-Wu vault. Luckily, Wuya had taken to going to the vault at least once a day to make sure nothing was missing. He just had to make sure he was watching the monitors when it happened. That meant little or no sleep.

Three o'clock in the morning, and Jack was still waiting. He blinked and watched the screen sleepily. He wasn't exactly sure what time Wuya would go to the vault today. She changed it each day so people wouldn't be able to hack into security cameras at the precise time she would be in there. Jack always figured she only said this as an excuse and she was really doing it to pretend she had some freedom over her otherwise predictable existence.

Jack sipped a cup of coffee and drummed his free fingers on the desk. He was so bored it was amazing that he was still alive. He was sure that if it were possible to be bored to death, he would be by morning. Wuya had possibly the most boring life ever! Walk around, yell at people, eat, drink and sit at her desk cackling to herself about her evil plans. This was the sort of thing Jack got over in his teens. And she called herself evil.

Jack was just about to give up and go to bed when he noticed that Wuya was getting to her feet. She walked over to the side door of her office and slipped out into the corridor. It was pitch black and of course, almost everyone was asleep. Now would be the perfect time to make her move. The only people there were the night guards who merely bowed slightly as she went past. She went down several floors before getting to the large steel door of the vault room. She went in and the bright lights made her eyes water. She stepped forward and pulled the next steel door. On the next one was the voice recognition lock. She leant forward.

"Wuya." She said.

The door beeped and she pulled it open. She leant forward again, this time, for the password. This was what Jack had been waiting for. He watched and made sure the camera was in focus. The keypad was in clear view. Jack pressed record as she pressed eight numbers. 1-3-0-2-1-9-9-0. He quickly scribbled them down and re-winded the tape and watched again, pausing and checking with each number to make sure he had it right. Once he was sure he smiled and leant back happily in his seat. He would have everything he needed to get, and then all he had to do was meet that Yuuji guy tomorrow.

Yuuji felt nervous, very nervous, as he crossed the boundary into Wuya's territory. He knew it was a matter of life and death that he got this entirely right. He looked around and then carried on walking. He signalled to the truck to do the same. The 'builders' he had brought with him were actually armed guards supplied by Kimiko and her team. He couldn't believe he had agreed to do this, but Kimiko was so sad when he said he wouldn't and she kept looking at him with those big blue eyes … he knew he was been played for a sucker and yet he couldn't help it.

Wuya frowned at the guard who had just given her the message of new arrivals in her territory. Jack had just been telling her that she was even more beautiful that when she had been a ghost (a good way of stopping her from sulking about being solid again) when he had walked in.

"What are they doing here and do they pose a threat?" she asked.

"We don't know, we just thought you should be alerted." Said the guard nervously.

"Fine," Said Wuya, "you're dismissed."

The guard left rather hurriedly. Wuya sighed, frowned and tapped her long nails on the desk.

"I guess I should go and check it out," She said.

"Why?" Asked Jack, "I can go with a team of my bots. It'll save you the effort."

Normally, Wuya would've been suspicious of him being so … pleasant, but she was tired today, having stayed up half the night to double count the Shen-Gong-Wu.

"Thank you, Jack." Said Wuya, waving a hand for him to go and do it. As Jack walked around the desk, he knocked of a pencil pot with his elbow.

"Sorry Wuya, I'll get that." Said Jack, smiling and bending down. As he did, he slipped his hand under the desk and pulled the voice recorder off the bottom and pocketed it.

He put the pencil pot back of the desk and left the room. Breathing heavily as he did. Wow, Wuya was being really blonde today.

As Yuuji waited at the meeting point, he told the guards to pretend to be shifting the building materials so it looked like they were doing something. He leant against the truck and looked up at the dark sky.

He heard the clatter of the jack bots before he saw them. They arrived and Jack landed softly on the ground in front of Yuuji.

"They can't hear or see us here." Said Jack.

"Password?" Asked Yuuji.

"You're too professional." Said Jack, "You say yours first."

They had both been given half a sentence by Kimiko to recognise each other. Jack thought this was stupid, but Yuuji felt more secure knowing he could prove he was talking to the right person.

"Jack Spicer is a?" Said Yuuji.

"Arsehole." Said Jack, "Hey wait a minute!"

Yuuji laughed at him.

"Kimiko's going to pay for this." Said Jack grumpily.

"At least I know it's you," Said Yuuji.

Yuuji leant into the truck and pulled out a small brown package. Jack tore it open and tipped it up. An amulet fell onto his hand. He sighed and looked it over.

"Is this thing real?" asked Jack.

"Kimiko gave it to me herself," Said Yuuji, "I'm guessing it is."

"Well as you could probably guess, we're don't exactly get on and so I could presume she wants me to get fried by black magic," Said Jack.

"Nah, she's not that nasty," Said Yuuji, "she's kinda cute."

Jack smiled at him.

"Don't get mixed up in that," He warned, "She's got her heart set on someone else."

"I know," Said Yuuji, "But you never know."

"Trust me," Said Jack, "I know Kimiko. She's only destined for one person and that person is dead. She won't be going with anyone else."

Yuuji sighed and looked around.

"How long will this take?" He asked.

"Not sure," Said Jack, "Just wait here. I'll be back as soon as I can and then we're all running for it!"

"You're coming too?" asked Yuuji.

"I can't stay with Wuya after I ripped off her Shen-gong-wu." Said Jack.

"She won't know it's you," Said Yuuji.

"Better not risk it according to Jermaine," said Jack, "I've got to get in, get the Shen-gong-wu and get out."

"Well," Said Yuuji, "Good luck."

"Yeah," Said Jack, "I'm going to need it."

(A/N) Sorry this is going to be my last chance to talk to you for a while. I'm going on holiday tomorrow for two weeks. Two whole weeks without being able to type at my computer. It's just not fair. 

Hopefully you can be patient with me just a little while longer. Unfortunately I have complete writers block with 'You Might Call It Self Destructive' and so I couldn't get the chapter ready, but once I get back from Yorkshire I'll start typing again and I'll take a note book to work on some chapters and stuff. Love ya!

Lots of luv,

Becky.

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