AN: I'm happy I got this out so fast! Hopefully I can keep making reasonably fast updates. This chapter was really fun, because I could use the hotel setting to my advantage before they actually start the mission, which will probably be more serious than this is.

Disclaimer: I don't own Totally Spies.

Double Agent

Chapter 2: Getting to Know You

Sam woke up fairly early the next day, hoping to get ready before Jerry woohped them. She hadn't gotten as much sleep as she would have liked, but had gotten enough that she didn't have dark bags under her eyes. Sam took a moment to collect her thoughts before getting out of bed. She honestly had no idea what to expect on this mission with Scam, but the one she did know was that they absolutely had to be successful. Sam decided at that moment that regardless of the fact that working with Scam would be awkward and possibly difficult, especially for her, she would do her best to be completely professional and courteous to Scam so they could complete the mission without any problems. Having made some kind of plan for tackling this mission Sam felt ready to face the rest of what was going to likely be a long day.

Before getting ready, Sam decided breakfast would be a good idea and her grumbling stomach seemed to agree with her. She hadn't eaten anything the night before and, as a result, was famished. Walking down to the kitchen she found herself, once again, pondering the whole situation with Scam, or more specifically her maybe not so gone feelings for him. I should probably start calling him Tim now though… She thought while pouring milk and cereal into a bowl. Sitting down, she resolved that she simply wouldn't mention her feelings and would just work with Tim in the most professional way possible. How hard could that be? I mean it's not like he will bring it up. Maybe he doesn't even remember it anymore… She thought hopefully. Hearing Alex and Clover getting up, with probably the same intention she had of getting ready before Jerry woohped them, Sam put her empty bowl in the sink and returned upstairs. However, she only got as far as brushing her teeth and washing her face before the mirror in her bathroom opened up and sucked her in.

"I didn't even get to eat breakfast!" Clover yelled, halfway dressed in shorts and a plain white camisole. Alex, like Sam, hadn't even changed out of her pajamas. The three of them landed, once again, on the less than comfortable couch in Jerry's office.

"My aching back is begging you to get a new couch, Jer," Alex complained. Jerry only smiled and replied, "I'll think about it." Alex frowned.

Sam, who had long given up on asking Jerry to make their landing more comfortable, turned her attention to Tim. He standing on the side of Jerry's desk, smiling with amusement. Sam inwardly sighed realizing her goal to keep things professional might be more difficult than she thought. He then looked straight at her and she realized how exposed she was in her short green nightgown that she desperately tried to pull down in a failed effort to make it longer. She looked at Jerry with a blush spreading across her cheeks.

"Um, Jer, can we get our spy suits, please?" she asked trying not to let her embarrassment show in her voice.

"Oh of course, Samantha, my apologies," he replied, handing them their compowders that had just recently been updated with the latest software. Each of the girls pressed a button that automatically changed them into their spy suits.

"Thanks," Sam replied, much more at ease in her spy suit.

"Now, since you girls currently have a week long break from school, I have booked a hotel…" Jerry began, only to be interrupted by Clover, "It better be a five-star hotel." "It is, Clover, don't worry," Jerry sighed, "Anyway, I have you booked at a hotel for eight days. I wanted you to get settled the first day and still have a week for the mission. The hotel is near the L.A.M.O.S. headquarters and I want the four of you to capture all L.A.M.O.S. members and destroy their headquarters in that time. Your bags contain everything you'll need including the equipment to safely transport the chemicals back to the WHOOP lab."

"Okay. That doesn't sound so bad," stated Alex.

"It may seem easy, however, don't underestimate my brother. This is his last big attempt to be successful in his evil schemes. He has nothing left to lose so if you let your guard down, there is no telling what he could do," Jerry cautioned.

"Will do Jer. I'm guessing we start immediately," Sam responded.

"Yes, here are your jet packs, any gadgets you may need are in there. There is an instruction guide for how to handle the chemicals and there are no new gadgets, so I don't have to explain any of that to you. I would really like you to get started as soon as possible," Jerry finished.

"Yeah, we got it from here," replied Clover.

"Good. See you all in a week. Good luck," Jerry said, as he pushed a button, and the four spies shot up into the air.

Standing in front of the hotel, the three girls could only stare in amazement at the building in front of them. It was seven stories tall and looked to be made entirely from gold on the outside. The door and windows had white swirl detailing to contrast the all gold building. In front of the hotel was a grand fountain, also painted gold. It was large enough to be a swimming pool and had three levels. The rest of the exterior of the hotel was decorated with carefully placed floral arrangements. Sam could only imagine how gorgeous the garden she was certain was in the back would be.

Sam finally broke the silence, "Well, WOOHP is certainly doing well if they could send us here."

"If it looks this good from the outside, imagine what the inside looks like!" Clover squealed.

"Let's go find out!" Alex said excitedly.

They used their compowders to change out of their spy suits and into normal attire before heading up to the door. As they walked in Sam could hear Tim chuckling behind them at their enthusiastic response to the hotel. Upon entering, the first thing Sam noticed was the tall, elegant, white fountain that seemed to be the centerpiece of the main lobby. This place really had a thing for fountains. While this fountain wasn't nearly as large as the one outside, it had more intricate detailing carved into it. The walls were painted a calming turquoise blue that reminded Sam of tropical islands. While the girls took in the surroundings of the exquisite hotel, Tim walked up to the large, and also white, front desk.

"This place, is just so beautiful," Sam whispered, as if speaking louder would break the splendor of the place.

"I know! Look at those stairs! They are like something out of a fairy tale!" Clover said.

Sam only nodded looking up at the grand, two-way staircase. It was made of white marble and had gold swirls lining the railings and steps. She could almost picture a princess in a giant, frilly, ball gown walking down the stairs. Her vision was broken as Alex pulled her attention back to Tim, who was walking towards them.

"You talk to him," she whispered. Sam wanted to reply, but never got the chance as Tim stopped in front of them.

"There is one master suite for the three of you and one for me. Here is your key," he handed Sam three white and gold cards, one for each girl.

"Thanks," she replied as he walked towards the staircase.

"Why did you want me to talk to him?" she questioned Alex as soon as he was out of hearing range.

"Because it feels weird to talk to him." Sam rolled her eyes. "You're going to have to get used to talking to him. We're working on this mission with him for a whole week." Sam tried not to let her own apprehension at talking to Tim Scam show in her voice.

"Come on girls! I want to see our room!" Clover exclaimed, interrupting Sam's lecture.

She grabbed both Alex and Sam's hands and began pulling them towards the staircase.

"Relax Clover. We're coming," Sam said rubbing at her arm that Clover had nearly yanked out of its socket.

Once they reached the outside of the room, Sam handed Clover and Alex each a card and swiped her own before she pushed the door open. All three girls gasped in shock. The suite was as big as one of those expensive million dollar flats. It was basically an entire apartment in one room. The front wall in the main room was made completely of glass and had a view of the beach, with the clearest blue water Sam had ever seen. The rest of the front room was painted yellow and the furniture was once again white with yellow and orange accents.

"Oh my gosh! Just look at this place its unbelievable!" Alex squealed.

There were three separate bedrooms; thankfully all of them were the same size, so there was no reason for them to fight over who got the biggest room. Sam walked into the closest room. It was as big as a master bedroom and had a large king sized bed with a white canopy hanging over it. The silk sheets were tinted blue and matched the calming blue color of the walls, effectively keeping the relaxed beach feel. There was a plush chair in the corner and furniture consisting of a dresser, nightstand and even a small vanity table. Sam laid back on the bed and suddenly her exhaustion from lack of sleep began to come back. The bed was extremely comfortable; it felt like sleeping on clouds. Just as she began to close her eyes and drift off, she heard an excited shriek, that had to be Clover's, coming from another room.

"Sam! Come here!"

Sam groaned and reluctantly lifted herself off the heaven made bed.

"What Clover?"

She entered another room to find Clover and Alex standing in a huge bathroom. There was a Jacuzzi almost the size of a small pool that was most likely the cause of Clover's excitement. Like most other things in the hotel it was also white, however instead of gold detailing, there was an orange swirl design painted onto the side of it to match the color of the walls in the bathroom.

"It's just a Jacuzzi Clover, we have one at the penthouse too. What's the big deal?"

"What's the big deal! First of all, look at the size of this! It's huge! Secondly, it a state of the art Jacuzzi! The hotel even gave us a whole bunch of bubble soap and bath minerals. It's amazing. This bathroom in general is pretty sweet though."

Sam rolled her eyes at Clover and then took the time to look around the rest of the bathroom. Of course, everything in it was ordinary, like a shower, sink, and toilet. However, the design of the room was beautiful. The bathroom itself was huge and everything in it looked to be expensive and high quality.

"Yes, it's wonderful. Now I'm going to catch up on all the sleep I've lost. You two have fun exploring the rest of the suite."

"Wait, Sam, before you go, Clover and I wanted to talk to you about something."

Sam would have told them it could wait until after her nap if she hadn't heard the anxiousness in Alex's voice.

"What is it?"

"Well, I know that we all find it a little awkward with the whole Scam thing. We really aren't used to it yet, but we know that you are good at these things and can act more professional towards him…" she trailed of and Clover finished for her.

"So, we thought it would be best, if maybe at least until we are all sure that we can even see him as being on our side, that maybe you should be the one to talk to him directly."

"Yeah, we still find it hard to trust him, despite what Jerry has said," Alex added hurriedly.

"Uh, yeah, sure, that's fine," Sam was too tired to contradict them and even completely realize what she was agreeing to.

"Okay, thanks, Sam," Alex said cheerily, worried that Sam would begin lecturing them again on interacting with Scam. However, a slight frown came across her face as she thought about the possible consequences of selfishly making Sam be the one to interact with Scam. Alex knew Sam had a crush on Scam all those years ago and she hoped that forcing her to work closely with Scam instead of them didn't lead Sam to getting hurt. Alex remained in her worried thoughts as she watched Sam leave the room.

Sam walked out of the bathroom and headed toward her room. Before she got there the sound of someone knocking on the door made Sam stop in her tracks. Who could be at the door? We didn't order room service. She walked up to the door and pulled it open, only to see none other than Tim Scam, standing there.

"Oh, hi," she said, slightly shocked to see him there, especially since they had just been talking about him.

"Hello, Sam. I actually wanted to talk to you," he said.

Sam tried not to look too surprised. "Yeah, sure."

As Sam stepped outside the room, it finally clicked to her what she had agreed to with Alex and Clover just a minute before. Oh no. This is so not good.

"I'll just get straight to the point," he said and Sam nodded before he continued, "I know this is going to be a weird for a while, since all three of you are so used to me being a villain, but I want to make this mission as easy and seamless as possible. I can't do that if all of us aren't able to communicate properly."

"Of course, I want the same thing," Sam said, trying to ignore how his tone sounded a little rude.

"Good. I noticed that Alex and Clover are still pretty hesitant in talking to me, actually Clover seems to hate me," Scam smirked slightly before he continued, "I was thinking that maybe it would be easier if the two of us talked directly, since you seem to be fine speaking with me, until they feel like they can trust me more. That way we don't have to worry about any miscommunication during the mission."

Sam wondered for a minute if he had somehow been eavesdropping on them, however quickly dropped that notion because it was ridiculous. Her frown remained when she realized that Scam was being quite presumptuous in thinking that Sam was fine with talking her. I wonder if his personality is just the same as when he was a villain. She tried to keep her features neutral as she thought about how hard it would be to work with him if he really was just arrogant and insufferable despite being on their side.

"Okay, that sounds reasonable," she agreed, deciding that she still had to put up with him to make this mission successful. I don't need to make this harder than it has to be.

Tim smiled at her agreement, still a sight she couldn't get used to, before he placed a hand on her shoulder, "Thanks, Sam."

As he walked out of the room, Sam breathed a sigh of relief, but she could feel her shoulder tingling where his hand had been. I'm hopeless. She sighed silently before walking back into her bedroom and falling back on the bed. She welcomed the instant sleep instead of the thoughts that had been keeping her awake recently.

"Sam! Get up! We have to go eat dinner!" Clover yelled. "We are going to a restaurant across from the hotel; they have a specific cress code, so come on. We have some dresses to choose from!"

Sam got up and groggily rubbed her eyes. She opened the door and sluggishly walked into the main room of the suite where Clover had an array of dresses piled on the couch. Where on earth did those dresses come from? Would WOOHP actually pay for all of those? Deciding to not question a good thing, Sam ignored her confusion at the sudden appearance of the pile of dresses.

"I'm up. What's the plan?" Sam said through a yawn.

"Well, Scam booked us reservations at this fancy Italian restaurant." Alex explained.

"I looked it up and I don't know how he did it, it's extremely selective," Clover said, clear astonishment in her tone.

"I thought you two weren't talking to him?" Sam replied skeptically.

"He left a message on the phone," Clover said absentmindedly as she raked through the dresses.

Sam's grogginess was beginning to fade and she was excited by all the choices of dresses in front of her. She looked through a couple, but they were too flashy and had way too much glitter. They were more Clover's style than hers. Then, her eyes landed on the perfect dress, it was a beautiful shade of green that would match and bring out her eyes. It was a floor length, low cut, halter dress. It was styled to highlight all the right features, but it also wouldn't be too revealing. There were silver embroideries that accented the dress from the waistline up and added a little sparkle to the dress without overdoing it. Sam then picked out long, silver earrings with small diamonds on them, a matching silver bracelet, and silver stilettos.

"I'm going to go get dressed," she called out, walking back to her room, while Clover and Alex continued to frantically go through dresses.

She put on the dress, which hugged her curves nicely and showed just the right amount of cleavage. She took some hair from her temples at each side and clipped them back while curling some pieces around her face to frame it and she let the rest hang down her back in waves. She wasn't one to wear heavy makeup, so she added some sparkly silver eye shadow, mascara, and a small amount of eyeliner and blush. She slipped into her heels before walking out of her room and meeting up in the main room with Alex and Clover who had just finished getting ready. Clover had on a strapless, floor length, blue dress, with bright, silver sequins framing the bust line of the dress and about 3 inches of the bottom of the dress. Alex had a simpler black dress that was also floor length and showed off her athletic figure. It had spaghetti straps and sparkled slightly as she moved.

"Okay, we all look amazing! Let's get down to the front lobby, so we can leave!" Clover exclaimed.

The three girls exited their room and walked down into the lobby to see Scam standing near the fountain in the front. He was wearing a thin white dress shirt that hinted at his muscled arms, a tie, and black dress pants. He looks really good. Sam thought looking at him as she walked down the stairs.

"You girls all look amazing," he complimented, his gaze seemed to linger on Sam a moment before he said, "We should get going. We don't want to be late."

Did I just imagine that? She let the thought pass as they walked out and crossed the street to the restaurant. The minute they walked inside Sam could see what all the hype was about; the place had a romantic feeling with the dark wood flooring and brilliant chandeliers. The decorations added to the charm. As a waitress led them to a table they walked through the main entrance to the main dining area. There were long tables covered in silk and lace tablecloths as well as a huge ballroom with cream colored walls. This place is amazing.

They sat down at the table and glanced through their menus before ordering drinks and appetizers. To avoid an awkward silence, Sam started asking about some of the things on the menu to keep all four of them talking. It worked quite well since as soon as they had all decided what to order, the waitress came back with appetizers and took their orders for the main meal. They ate and made some comments about the food. The problem arrived when they had finished the appetizers and were waiting for dinner. Neither Alex nor Clover seemed willing to talk to Scam, so Sam decided that she should just get out of the way what she wanted to talk about anyway. Hopefully, it would get everyone comfortable with each other which was clearly the point of this pre-mission dinner.

"So, do we have a plan for this mission," she whispered quietly enough that everyone at the table could hear her, but there was no chance of anyone from neighboring tables hearing them.

"I was thinking we could just meet up after breakfast tomorrow and plan through exactly what we're doing. I have blueprints of the headquarters so we can map out some the easiest ways to get in and I can show you the few secret passages I found. We need to know the floor plan pretty well since we can't be completely sure where all the chemicals are being stored," Tim offered.

"That sounds like a good idea," Alex said tentatively.

"Yeah," Clover said, smiling slightly, although her voice sounded clipped.

Sam wanted to bang her head against the table. Can't they at least try? This really isn't that big of a deal. We're all adults here.

"Where should we meet tomorrow?" Sam questioned, looking back at Tim.

"We need a place where we won't be disturbed or overheard by anyone. The only really safe places would be one of out rooms. I have a spare key for mine," he said, pulling out another white and gold card and handing it to Sam.

She accepted the card and was wondering how on earth she could prolong the conversation when dinner arrived and they thankfully went back to making comments on the quality of the food. After some time, Alex and Clover seemed to ease into talking to Scam and Sam couldn't have been more grateful because it meant that the rest of the week wouldn't continue in awkward silences and small talk. Once they'd finished dinner they got up and headed to the ballroom that head a small buffet table of deserts in the back. Sam and Tim went to go get drinks and some pastries while Clover dragged Alex to go talk to a group of cute guys. Now that Clover had Blaine, she was determined to set Alex up with someone. Sam took a glass of deep red wine and walked to where the chairs and tables were.

"Well our dinner conversation wasn't quite as awkward as I had expected. At least this dinner accomplished a little of what I hoped it would" Scam's deep voice sounded from behind her.

"And what was that?" she asked, although she already knew.

"I got to see you all dressed up," he replied with a smirk.

Sam stared up at him in shock. "What?" She managed to stutter out.

"I'm kidding," he replied seeing her startled face. "I just wanted all of you to get more comfortable talking to me. Hopefully the rest of the mission will go easier now."

Sam felt like she could breathe again. I am definitely not ready for Scam to be making jokes. Didn't he think that would be a bad idea? His comments only strengthened Sam's fear that maybe he just had an awful personality that had nothing to do with him playing a good guy or a villain.

"I hope so. I don't completely understand why they had such a hard time adjusting in the first place," Sam finally responded, although she knew exactly why they were having such a hard time getting used to him.

"I like to think it's because I played a pretty convincing villain," he smirked, which still set Sam on edge a bit.

"Oh, believe me. You did," she replied, still not believing all of it was an act.

"Which is why I wanted to ask you why you were pretty much entirely okay with all of this," he asked, searching Sam with a questioning gaze.

I'm not. Sam paused before answering, not wanting to give him a real answer, but needing to come up with a convincing lie.

"Well, I wasn't sure at first," she responded, "but I guess I tend to be a little more open minded and welcome to change than Alex and especially Clover are. Plus, as Alex and Clover always tell me, I'm considered the most professional out of the three of us."

Instead of saying anything more, he simply looked at her, as if he was searching her face for something. Sam sincerely hoped he didn't see her discomfort with being so close to him on her face. Needing something to do, she took a sip of her wine and put the glass back down just as Tim asked her, "Would you like to dance?"

For a second Sam didn't respond a little shocked, but realizing she had no good reason to say no, she couldn't turn down his offer. "Sure."

He took her hand and led her to an open spot on the fairly crowded floor. He put his hand around her waist and effortlessly began to lead her in the dance. Sam was a little surprised at his amazing dancing skills, but then realized that she wouldn't have expected anything less of him. Somehow him being able to dance so well just made sense. He seemed to be good at everything. At first she thought it might be uncomfortable dancing with him, but somehow she was more at ease now than when she was trying to talk to him. She felt almost comfortable in his arms. Sam looked up into his sea foam green eyes and found she couldn't look away. She found herself forgetting this was the face of a man she had so long considered an enemy. Their gazes stayed locked for the whole song and before they knew it, they had danced to three different songs. She looked away when she heard someone approaching them and let go of him when she saw Alex and Clover walking up to them. Sam abruptly stepped away and put some space in between her and Scam.

"Any luck with the guys?" she asked Alex.

"None of them were really my type," she answered simply, clearly not wanting to be set up with anyone Clover tried to put her with. Sam couldn't help but feel glad Clover had decided to leave her alone for the time being, but she also felt bad for her friend. Sam knew Alex was the type of girl who wanted to find someone on her own and she just wasn't as outgoing as Clover, so she wouldn't find the same guys appealing. "You just need to give them a chance!" Clover exclaimed, trying to prove she was right about the guys she had been trying to set Alex up with.

Scam cleared his throat, bringing the girls' attention back to him. "It's getting late, we should head back. We do have a long week ahead of us," Tim reminded them. Clover frowned at how he spoke to them like a superior. He isn't in charge here. Clover thought in frustration as she picked up another drink to take back to her room even though she was already quite tipsy.

On the way back to their rooms Clover and Alex didn't ask her about dancing with Tim, since he was still with them, but as they got closer to their room, she wasn't sure how to avoid their questioning. I have to find a way to avoid their questioning. She thought worriedly. What on earth am I going to say them? "Oh I just danced with Scam and forgot how uncomfortable he makes me. No big deal." Yeah, that'll go over well. As soon as they got inside their room, Sam stated that she was really tired and was going straight to bed.

"Sam!" she heard them both protest, knowing exactly what she was doing.

Sam ignored them. She really didn't want to deal with their questioning at the moment. There was nothing going on between her and Tim, obviously, but she knew even if there was, they wouldn't approve. Just because they could now talk to him, albeit still reluctantly, didn't mean they would be okay with her getting close to him, not this soon anyway. As she was getting ready for bed, her thoughts wandered back to how it felt to dance with Tim. She had never felt that way dancing with any other man. There had been a connection there, of that she was sure. She sighed as she laid on the bed. It is going to be a long week. As Sam fell asleep she dreamed about dancing with Tim.

Overall, I'm pretty proud of this. I think it's a reasonable length (longer than I thought it would be). I'm not sure about some of the characterization of Scam though. I guess I'll figure it out as I go. Excuse any mistakes though. It's three in the morning and I really don't want to read over the whole thing. The next chapter might take a little longer to come out, because I'm not sure how on earth I'm going to write the whole mission portion and I wanted to have a separate chapter for each day, but I don't know how I'm going to make that work. Oh well, we'll see I guess. Review!