Running through the deserted streets towards the warehouse, Daisy had never felt so alive. She was dressed in sleek leather trousers, the pockets sealed with large silver zips. The ripped sleeves on her loose fitting black button down shirt made her feel badass and her messy fishtail plait completed the look. Not to mention the sexy spy jogging beside her, barely out of breath.

Slowing to a walk, the spies glanced at their maps. Checking the street sign Daisy let out an annoyed sigh.

"Blane," she grumbled, looking at her partner. "We're supposed to be on Spring Lane, not String Lane."

"What?"

"You've taken us the wrong way! Why did I leave the navigating to you again?"

"We're only a few streets over. No need to overreact!" Blane snapped, scowling at Daisy's retreating back.

"I am not overreacting! This is an important mission. If this doesn't go well, we could get fired!" Daisy yelled, startling a slightly scared Blane.

"What is your problem Daisy?" Blane asked cautiously.

"Listen carefully Blane. If you mess this mission up, know this, I will not let you take me down with you."

Blane watched as Daisy stomped over to the street sign and started plotting a new course to Spring Lane.

A few minutes later the two spies found themselves quite cramped. In order to avoid the security guards patrolling the perimeter of the building, Daisy and Blane had thrown themselves between the wall surrounding the building and a metal shed.

Daisy could feel every inch of Blane pressing up against her back, the sensations making her shiver.

"Are you cold, Daisy?" Blane asked, smirking - he knew the actual reason behind her shudders.

"Shut it, Blane. We need to be quiet while we figure out a way to get into the building." Daisy snapped.

"Well, we could always use x-ray contacts and see if there are any weak points we could blow up with our watches."

Furrowing her brow, Daisy thought for a moment. "Thats actually a brilliant idea, Blane. Just one problem. Won't that make a whole load of noise?"

"I guess we'll just have to be quick then. Unless you can think of another idea?"

"Use the x-ray contacts to check if the coast is clear, then give me a boost. I'll use my pulley belt to bring you up with me."

"You still have that thing? We used it in M. !"

"You never know when you'll need to climb a high wall."

Blane gave her his signature grin and Daisy felt her heart flutter in her chest. "You're really smart, you know that, right?"

"Just put your contacts on doofus." Daisy pretended to give him a stern look, but ended up grinning back.

Two minutes later Daisy was precariously balanced on top of the ten foot wall, staring down at Blane.

"I'm going to wrap this around some scrap metal, then throw the end down to you so you can pull yourself up."

Daisy unhooked the centre of her belt and began to pull the wire out.

After securing the end on a spike poking from the top of the wall, she threw the rest of the wire down to Blane.

As he heaved himself up the wall, Daisy could see the muscles in his arm flex from beneath his long-sleeved t-shirt.

Soon he joined her on top of the wall.

"So? What now?" Blane asked Daisy.

"We either need to lower ourselves down, or find something to jump onto."

"What about that roof over there?" Daisy looked to where Blane was pointing and paled. That was a long jump and a ten foot fall if she missed.

"I don't know whether I can jump that far Blane." Daisy murmured, embarrassed.

"I'll jump first and catch you if you fall, okay?"

Biting her lip, Daisy felt hesitant. It was a long way down.

"Do you trust me, Daisy?" Blane asked, holding his hand out to her.

She was not hesitant this time. Daisy immediately placed her hand in Blane's. "Of course I trust you. You're my partner, remember?"

"Okay then. We'll jump together."

Daisy and Blane pushed off from the wall, their feet outstretched, hoping to meet the safety of the rooftop ahead. As her feet hit the roof, Daisy's hand was jolted from Blane's and she was sent sprawling across the rooftop. Sitting up, she glanced around.

Something was wrong. Where was Blane? Panic hit her like a punch to the gut. She scrambled over to where she had last seen him and peered over the edge of the roof. Hanging on to the edge of the roof by his fingertips, Blane was struggling not to fall to the concrete ground below.

Daisy grabbed onto Blane's wrists and started to pull him up. Slowly, but surely, Blane was lying on the roof once more, and he was seriously out of breath.

"So much for we won't fall." Daisy teased, trying to distract herself from the fact that everything nearly took a nasty turn.

Grimacing, Blane said, "I was just trying to get you to jump. It's not actually safe to try and jump onto a roof. We should be used to it though. We are spies after all."

"Yeah. Sorry for being a wimp."

"No worries. Blane, master of martial arts is here to help." Blane replied, winking.

Daisy giggled slightly, remembering the time she almost hit him with her laser lipstick. He had said something similar then.

'No time for laughing, Daisy.' She thought to herself. 'We have serious problems at hand.'

Shaking her head to clear all thoughts of past missions, Daisy focused all her energy on their present problem.

"So, we're in the compound. How do we get into the actual building without getting caught?" Blane asked, speaking Daisy's mind.