Originally there was a different Chapter 2 that I was about to publish, but then someone PMed me this idea and I wanted to put it in. So in this chapter we are jumping to Miami with Oscar and Carrie! Enjoy and review!
I don't own MI High.

The last evil guy fell, knocked unconscious by the power of Carrie's karate. Dusting herself off as though she had not just defeated around 15 guy in one go, Carrie smiled at Oscar. "That was fun," she said. Oscar just raised one eyebrow. "Okay, yes, that was very fun," Carrie conceded. "I love smashing bad guys." This made them both laugh.

"Never grow up, Carrie," Oscar said. "Honestly, sometimes I think your mind stopped aging at 10." Carrie nodded.

"Probably. But anyway, they were the last ones. So I'll run and get the documents and you yell if anyone comes." Then she turned and sprinted down the dark corridor. Minutes later, she was back, with a yellow file stuffed with paper in her hand. "Right, let's go." Together they ran down two flights of stairs and into the waiting van that would take them to the Miami airport. Just as the van door slammed shut, Oscar felt a little strange. he recognised the feeling - it was the one he got whenever he and Carrie did a mission without Rose. She wasn't getting out into the field much, although she was still very capable, because Agent Knight viewed her as invaluable in the control and research aspect of missions. It was the feeling that something vital was missing. He kept waiting to see her laugh, to feel her head drop onto his shoulder. Carrie smiled knowingly at him from the other side of the van. "Oh, Oscar. You've got it bad." Oscar merely raised one eyebrow.

"Your business?" he asked, but not in a horrible way. The comfortable way that only the best of friends can talk to each other in, knowing that the other will understand completely.

"Yes," Carrie decided firmly. "You are my two best friends." Rolling his eyes at Carrie's enthusiasm - she had literally done cartwheels around HQ for 5 minutes when Rose and Oscar had emerged from the lift holding hands, squealing something along the lines of About time too - Oscar just let his head drop back onto the side of the van. "And I want to tell you for the 100th time that I think it is the most sweet thing I have ever seen. I honestly knew since the first month at St Hopes that this would happen eventually." Oscar just let Carrie talk on, letting his mind flashback to the day - three weeks after Daisy and Blane had made them both realise that their feelings were not unrequited - that they had finally made it official.

"Oscar!" Rose shouted. "Look out, behind you!" Oscar spun around and saw seven SKUL goons running forwards. Two he managed to fell without much effort, but then the fight became tougher. The five remaining men surrounded him, making it hard to fight them all. He was struggling away, hearing Rose breathing heavily as she fought the three men that had advanced on her - she had always been viewed as a lesser threat - hoping desperately that she was alright. Suddenly he sensed, rather than saw, one of the men behind him fall. Spinning around he saw Rose, long black hair flying, fighting her way towards him. Seconds later and she was there. "Back-to-back," she gasped quickly. "Logical." Quickly Oscar spun around, his back to Rose's.

Five minutes later and they were standing in the middle of the quiet street, ten SKUL agents lying on the floor around them. "That was mean. It was our weekend off," Rose announced, faking petulance. Oscar couldn't help but burst out laughing, even though he was out of breath and could feel bruises beginning to form in many different places.

"Yes, Rosie," he gasped. "That was very mean of them."

"Honestly, we could have been at the park already in the time that it took us to defeat them, and I was so looking forwards to it. And Daisy will kill me. We're meeting up tonight and she said that she expected my nails to be in good condition as she was going to paint them." Oscar could tell that the whole story was made up.

"Course she will, Rosie." Rose then flopped down on the pavement, leaning back against the wall.

"Sit," she commanded. When Oscar did, she immediately put her head on his shoulder. It was so lucky, Oscar thought, that what Daisy and Blane had done hadn't damaged the close friendship that they had. "You're such a comfy pillow, Oscar," Rose had said. Carefully, on high alert for any signs of hesitation on Rose's part, Oscar laced his fingers with hers. There were no such signs, instead Rose gave his had a gentle squeeze. They sat like that for a few minutes before Oscar finally got up the courage to start talking.

"Rosie..." he nervously began. There was a hum from Rose showing that she was listening. "Well...I'm...er...would you..."

"Oh just say it already," Rose mumbled. "I know the answer already." Oscar flushed. Of course she did.

"Sorry," he said, mortified. "I shouldn't have..."

"Idiot," came the calm response. "The answer was yes, obviously, and it took you long enough." Oscar didn't really believe what he was hearing. Twisting slightly so that he could look at the dark girl whose head was on his shoulder and whose hand was in his, he asked "Rosie? Are you sure you know what I was going to say?" Rose just giggled.

"You were going to ask me to be your girlfriend, correct?" Oscar flushed again and nodded. "Answer is still yes," she confirmed, lifting her head so that she could look at him properly. "Oscar, seriously, did you think I was going to say no?" Rose grinned up at him before letting her head drop back onto his chest.

"Oscar! Have you been listening to anything I've been saying?"

"Umm...no, sorry." Carrie just rolled her eyes.