Yassen Gregorvich frowned as he watched the tape of Jordan Nommack being almost stabbed by his knife. He watched it for the fifth time still trying figure the question that pestered him constantly.
Why didn't she die?
Usually, killing wasn't something he enjoyed doing but in this case, it had to be done. He wouldn't sleep unless she was buried eight feet under the soil of England, her home country.
After she was trained thoroughly for their organization and she agreed to participate in their first mission he knew that she would stay. They usually did. But after she ruined the mission and was exposed of being on of MI6's agents he knew that she had to be destroyed… it didn't matter if she was thirteen at the time. She knew too much about them and what their missions in the future were that the girl had to go down, and quietly. He didn't want MI6 getting into it but they were soon pushed out of the picture when she left them at least three months ago. Now, she was a one-man band and vulnerable. MI6 was not a worry any more but he knew that with enough begging she would be back. Alex was still working there wasn't he?
Suddenly the door opened and one of the Scorpia agents walked into his office then stumbled backwards when he saw the wild look in the Russian's eyes.
"Ahh… um, Yassen," he stammered but then relaxed when the man's expression calmed.
"Yes, Zeljan?" Yassen sighed then set down the video camera on the oak desk and looked up at the man with no interest whatsoever.
"Um… we just had a sighting on Jordan Nommack," he told him quietly making him quickly jump to his feet.
"Where?" he demanded.
"In London, she seems to be watching the London Parade," he shrugged.
"It's New Years Day?" he asked, alarmed by the date. The man just nodded.
Yassen sighed, he didn't want to do it front of so many people but it had to just bight the bullet and run.
"Okay then, fire up the jet."
Jordan opened her eyes, early in the morning with dread. She wanted so badly for it to be the afternoon. She couldn't bear staring at a blank wall for one more day, that was why she slept for most of the time even though it bored Alex to death. Since it was winter holiday he spent most of his time at the hospital against her protests.
Then, as if he could sense the awakening of Jordan, Alex walked into the room with a wide grin and a bottle of sparkling white grape juice.
"Hey, Jordan," he smiled then kissed her on the cheek.
"Hey, Alex, what's with the grape juice?"
"Well, since its New Years Day I thought we should celebrate!" he exclaimed excitedly then opened the cap and poured the clear, bubbly drink into her glass.
"What!?" she exclaimed taken totally off guard. "It's New Years?"
"Yeah! But don't beat yourself, you've been asleep for a little more than two days now!" he laughed. "Hey, turn on the TV, we can watch the London Parade!" he suggested then sat in the chair that was always placed next to her bed.
"Wait," she told him suddenly when a light switched on in her brain.
"Well we're going to by doing some bloody business with someone at the London Parade next week." That was what her football coach had told her at his club when he was under the influence of alcohol and boobs….
Her hospital days were suddenly over and she knew that there was a place for her to be.
"What time is it?" she asked suddenly and he looked over at the clock.
"Ten."
"Okay then, we have two hours," she told him then she sat and was about to leave her hospital bed but then she realized that she was only in her hospital gown.
Maybe Jack would be the same size… she thought then ordered for him to get her a piece of paper and a pen. He left quickly still in shocked by her alertness then returned two minutes later and handed them to her in silence. Jordan grabbed it from him then tried not to make a hole in the paper with her bed as she attempted to make her list on her leg.
Things to do1.) Go to your house and get me an outfit from Jack's closet (tell her it's an emergency) get the closest thing to a 0.
2.) Go to MI6 and make Smithers get me gadgets… ask questions later!
3.) Try to dress in disguise when you're at your house!
4.) PRAY!!
5.) Get your cell phone… we need to communicate somehow!
She handed him the list quickly. "Don't even look at it now, but read it when you're outside the building. Don't let anyone see it!" she ordered and he decided that once he completed the list she would explain.
To his luck, he was right. Once she successfully escaped from the hospital, with the help of Alex, they ran to the closest park before any of the nurses or doctors could notice that she was gone.
When Alex returned from his house, he came with a brand new outfit (dark wash jeans, black button-up, a white hat, and the glasses that Smithers had given to him when he first started his mission), and an outfit for her (blue jeans, a black belt; the jeans were a size five and a little lose, a green blouse, white tennis shoes, and a black hat).
Alex also showed up with gadgets from Smithers, and he surprised her when he didn't ask any questions. He brought her the same kind of glasses he had and also the same camera but, unlike Alex, he brought her a pair of stud earrings that acted as small bombs that could do enough damage to set fire to a car if they were unattached for more than ten seconds. Finally… they were ready.
"Okay, remember when we went to that club?" she asked impatiently.
"Yes…" he said slowly trying to make sense of the whole thing.
"Well my coach said that they were doing "bloody business" at the London Parade," she explained using air quotes.
"And you think that when the prime minister comes by he's going to assassinate him?" he inquired.
"Exactly!" she smiled at him but then frowned, "I just don't know when in the parade they will so I have to get Brown far away from the parade as possible before it even starts!"
"Wow," Alex whispered.
"I know."
"So what's the plan, boss?" he asked which made her smile. No matter how bossy she was he was always loyal, which made them a great team.
"We need to split up, you have to try to find my coach and inform me when you see them and what their location is; I'll deal with him. And I'll find the mayor, hopefully he'll listen to me."
"Does he know that you're a spy?"
"Of course not!" she laughed, "Apparently I'm a "disgrace to England by the stunts that I pull"," she mimicked a male's voice and used air quotes again. Alex laughed nervously, wondering whom she was talking about.
"Well…" she sighed, "ready?" he nodded and then pulled her in for a short kiss.
"Bye," he told her with a small smile and she turned away raced towards the main part of London, Alex sighed then went the other way into the city and started to follow the parade route as close as he could.
With shocked eyes, Alan Blunt didn't miss any of it from the car he parked nearby the two teens in the park. Mrs. Jones sat beside him looking just as shocked as he was.
"They're together," Mrs. Jones finally stated.
"Yes… and they're working on a mission together," he said, also stating a fact.
"We have to stop them before they get hurt!" she told him but he didn't turn on the car yet.
"Yes…" he agreed then smiled to himself, "hopefully Jordan will come back to us because Alex seems more enthusiastic about being a spy when he's with her!" they laughed and then they drove into the city and followed Jordan at a safe distance.