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Oscar and Rose made their way back to the flat they shared with Carrie. It was a useful part of working for MI9 - free accommodation - and they had worked together for so long that it had seemed the ideal setup, all of them sharing a gorgeous and spacious flat not far from HQ. There was enough room for each of them not only to have their own bedroom, but for a small science lab, exercise room, computer room stuffed with all the latest technology that Rose was working on, kitchen and living room. As soon as they got back that evening, Oscar headed into the exercise room to get the cramped plane feeling out of his blood, and Rose went to the computer room, as she started scouting for a potential tech agent that lived in the area. Technically they didn't have to already attend St Hearts - a transfer could be arranged easily enough - but living in the area, as well as being school age, was vital.

As soon as she turned on the software that looked for unusual computer activity, she started getting strong signals from a house that was close to her current position and also close to St Hearts. She piggybacked the signal, finding that on 67 Limburg Street there was a computer bank to rival the one she had had back in St Hopes - it was not the absolute latest technology, but it was pretty close.

Rose quickly hacked into the computer's mainframe, running a password-cracking software and gaining access in two minutes. She sat back for a minute, impressed. Whoever these computers belonged to was very good. Normally it would take about seven seconds to hack into a civilian mainframe remotely, when variables such as the model of computer, active security software and details of usage were unknown.

Once she was in the computer, Rose scouted around, trawling through internet history, the installed software, anything that could be indicative of a potential agent. It was all promising. The owner had hacked into several Governmental security systems - Rose made a mental note to install the updates she had been working on as soon as possible, tomorrow preferably - and had designed several devices that had the potential to be useful. It was very unlikely, although not impossible, that this computer was owned by a school-age kid, Rose reminded herself as she felt her hopes rising. So yes, the amount of kids that did some advanced stuff on their computers was higher than the average adult - after all, adults were normally too caught up in their lives and jobs to indulge in this sort of thing in their spare time - but this stuff would make the owner the perfect agent if they were under 18.

Curiosity peaked, Rose hacked into the camera that was installed on one of the computers. This was slightly risky, as it meant that the computer would switch from being off to on standby, but hopefully the owner was not in the room.

Seconds later, Oscar came running in in response to the loud exclamation Rose had let out. Grinning and shaking his head as he saw that the intruders he had feared were nowhere to be seen and Rose was staring at a computer screen that looked as though there was a webcam link on it, a wide smile on her face. "I think I've got him, Oscar!" she exclaimed. "Look here."

"Will I understand this, Rosie?" Oscar asked warily. Often, when Rose wanted to show him something he was completely lost within five seconds.

"Sure you will. Look here. This has very promising computer activity, hacking into Governmental mainframes - which is more common than the Government care to realise - blueprints for devices that have potential...it even took me two minutes to get in." Oscar nodded slowly. "And it looks as though the owner is school age. Look on the wall - posters. Not something an adult would normally have. Now all we need to do is wait for the owner to turn up." Oscar nodded again.

"I'll be in the exercise room OK Rosie?" Rose nodded absentmindedly, already running more software programs on the computer. She heard Oscar turn and go out, and then the running machine started up again. "Well, what do we have here?" she asked herself as she found a password-protected, encrypted file that had some serious - for a civilian - security. Seconds later, the unencrypted version was scrolling down in front of her. "Planning to reprogram the Mars rover? Well if you're as young as I'm hoping you are, you will be just perfect."

Rose only had to wait a couple of minutes. Then, with the highly sensitive sound that the computer had on its camera, she heard a greeting from a woman - probably a mother - and a reply, before there were footsteps up the stairs and the door to the room swung open. And yes! A boy, who looked around a year younger than Rose, with dark brown hair. He was wearing - this was so lucky! - the blue uniform of St Hearts, although it was smarter than the majority of the students'. He looked quite pale, a look that Rose was very familiar with - it was the look Oscar was constantly on the lookout for, that indicated too much time in front of the computer and too little time outside. The boy dropped his school rucksack on the bed and walked over to the computer bank. Rose smiled.

Perfect.

She watched as he sighed when he saw the blue light that indicated the computer was on standby. "Jazzie!" he called. "Why were you on my computer again?" A faint reply, that Rose couldn't quite make out, and the boy shook his head. "No, no, Tom, of course I wasn't on your computer," he muttered to himself sarcastically, imitating a little girl's voice. "It just turned on all by itself. Oh no, that's not right, one of the Government agencies has realised your plan for tomorrow and has hacked in to stop you. Because that's so much more likely." He snorted to himself, switching the computer off standby and running the file that Rose had been looking at only seconds ago. "Silly little sister. Anyway...Mars Rover, should be ready by tomorrow! This is exciting." Another call from downstairs. "I'm just coming! Ugh, just when I was getting started." Tom reached for the power switch and turned his computer off, cutting out Rose's view.

"Oscar!" she called. One minute later, the tall blond boy was standing next to her. "Got the perfect candidate. Already at St Hearts, first name Tom. I didn't get the second. He's planning on re-programming the Mars Rover to write his name on Mars tomorrow." Oscar nodded and pulled Rose out of the swivel chair.

"Good. Now that you've done that, you are going to come with me for a walk in the park."

"But Oscar, I've got so much to do. I need to update the Governmental security software, I need to keep working on my upgrade of the spypod, I need to finish solving this problem for Poppy, I need to..." but she was cut off by Oscar pressing his lips to hers. As always, she was powerless to resist him against this, and Rose felt herself melting into the strong arms around her.

"Shh. I said you're coming with me," he repeated, being completely unfair, Rose thought, by doing his trick of staring into her eyes so that she got utterly lost in the depths of his green ones. A full two minutes later she finally managed to tear her eyes away.

"Fine. I'll go and get my shoes." Oscar chuckled at his victory. He always won with Rosie.