Chapter 7! Hopefully this will satisfy all the Roscar fans out there :). Please review!
I don't own MI High.

The pair walked slowly through the park, the miserable day having turned, the clouds having fled and a blue sky that was in the process of turning orange replacing them. The rain had reinvigorated the landscape, making the colours of the park and sky seem more vivid, and there was a smell of wet soil and grass that refreshed and relaxed. Rose and Oscar were not the only people to be out making the most of the beautifully clear evening, but the park was just empty enough for it to be possible for them to feel as though they were in their own world, with only the other for company.

Together, hands linked and gently swinging between them, they climbed up the large hill that dominated the landscape. By the time they reached the top, while neither of them were out of breath due to their high levels of fitness, the sky had fully announced that it was evening. The sunset was spectacular, with oranges, pinks and even reds making the lower half of the skyline a vibrant mix, while above it the sky darkened to a very deep blue. Rose and Oscar found a bench underneath a spreading tree on top of the hill, and together they sat watching the sun set over the London skyline.

By the time the last trace of orange had faded from the sky, the sky had darkened and a few stars were visible above their heads. The air had grown colder, Oscar's arm was around Rose's waist and her head was on his shoulder. Without the need for words, Oscar turned and faced the smaller girl. She turned her head so that she was facing him, and there was total trust in her coffee-brown eyes as she tilted her head upwards. Oscar's hands came around the back of her head and as their lips met, Oscar felt all the tension leave Rose's body as she put her arms around his shoulders.

After a while, Oscar pulled back. Hurt flashed across Rose's eyes for a second. Nobody else would have seen it, but Oscar knew her so well that nothing ever escaped him. "Hey, I thought that we might both need to breathe," he teased gently, pulling her closer to him. She laughed a little, embarrassed that he had seen her flitting thought of rejection. They sat for several more minutes in a happy silence, just enjoying the quiet park, the beautiful, slowly darkening skyline and each other's company. Then Rose shivered slightly, which broke the trance the evening had put on them both. "Come on Rosie, home time," Oscar said, standing up and offering his hand to Rose. She smiled up at him, pulling absentmindedly on her long hair as she stood. "Wasn't this better than sitting in front of a computer all evening?" Rose nodded, unable to deny that. "And now I'm going to race you to the bottom of the hill." He didn't say this as a question, instead taking off down the grass side of the steep hill.

He could hear Rose shouting behind him, and her footfalls down the hill. She was very close behind him pretty quickly, both of them running out of control down the steep slope. Breath came short and sharp, not because of fatigue but because of the thrill of the cool air whipping past. Both of them had lost any control they had over their speed, gravity and momentum doing most of the work as they both tried to keep their legs going fast enough that they wouldn't fall over. Oscar could hear Rose shouting with laughter behind him as the slope began to even out and they both had to keep running to slow themselves down.

"I win," he gasped when they both finally came to a halt, several metres from the bottom of the hill.

"What's the prize going to be?" Rose asked sarcastically, rolling her eyes. Oscar laughed and pulled her closer, so that they were standing as close as they possibly could, bodies feeling as though they were pressing into the same space and becoming one.

"I couldn't possibly guess," he said quietly, touching his forehead to hers so that they were both staring into each other's eyes. Rose giggled slightly.

"Let me give you an idea," she whispered, before reaching her arms around the back of his neck and bringing their lips together.

The next morning, Rose and Oscar had to leave relatively early. Carrie found this very amusing, calling out from her bedroom comments insinuating how idiotic it was to face the day when bed was so warm and that the two were very unlucky. Rose took this for about ten minutes, and then Oscar saw her snap. She bounced up from the table and ran out of the room, across the hallway and into Carrie's bedroom. She left the door open, meaning that Oscar could both hear and see as she launched herself onto Carrie's bed, yanked the covers off and pulled her colleague and best friend out of bed. Carrie was squealing and complaining as the cool air hit her, used to the snuggly warmth of the duvet. "You meanie, Rosie," she said as she walked like a zombie into the kitchen and grabbed a plate, before pulling one of Oscar's pamcakes onto it. "I was enjoying bed." Rose laughed.

"Don't keep winding me up if you want to stay in bed, Carrie!" Then she looked at her watch and gasped. "Oscar, we need to leave, we should have been there five minutes ago, oh no, this is a disaster..." Oscar shot her 'A Look' and she took a deep breath. "I'm stressing out too much, aren't I. That is your 'you are stressing out too much about work' look." Oscar nodded and make a zipping motion with his hand, gesturing to the food still in front of him. Rose visibly collected herself, before sitting down again.

"Honestly, Rosie, you don't need to be half an hour early." Carrie grinned, pushing another pancake at Rose. "And even if you were late, Frank wouldn't mind." Oscar nodded and made an agreeing sound. "Oscar agrees with me." Rose just laughed.

"Well I can't disagree with the Captain, can I?" Although she had gotten over the fact that Oscar was appointed Captain in the Octopus mission before the mission had even officially ended, they still joked about it sometimes.

Five minutes later, Oscar and Rose left the flat and headed over to St Hearts. They were greeted by Frank at the gates, before he led them into the base. "I've done some research on Aneisha through the school records. It doesn't have anything much, apart from the fact that she was given detention two years ago for trying to get out of class by dressing as one of the repair people who were fixing a drain and slipping off." Oscar grinned.

"Sounds good."

"I found someone else," Rose said. "Tom. He is at this school, but I don't know his last name." Frank nodded.

"Luckily I know exactly who you are taking about. Tom Tupper. Tech, I'm guessing?" Rose confirmed this. "Well then, all we need is a combat agent!"

And by the end of the day, they had one. Daniel Morgan. Now that the three potential agents had been chosen, it was time to call in the cavalry. Stella arrived at four with the team that would be bringing the kids in. Oscar and Rose were staying to give first-hand experience of the project. Frank was up in the school pretending to be a caretaker, and everyone was getting the new HQ ready for the new arrivals. Making an amazing first impression, Stella said, was vital.

Four thirty and the action started. The team went out, and Rose was viewing the whole thing on the cameras inside the helmets of the team. She and Oscar watched as Aniesha tricked her way in to see Beyoncé, but was stopped before the door opened. They watched as Daniel caught some thugs who stole an old lady's handbag, only to be handcuffed by the people he had thought were going to congratulate him. And they saw Tom completing his re-programing just as the door opened and many guns were pointed at him.

"Alright, lights off, everyone in position! Rose, Cole, I want you upstairs, I'll send a message when you need to come down." Rose and Oscar nodded and left. They saw the three students being brought down the lift. Then Rose let out an annoyed gasp.

"Oscarrrrr, I want to go down nowww," she moaned. Chuckling at the petulance on her face, Oscar fiddled with his spypod.

"Shall we eavesdrop?" he asked. Rose's face lit up, reminding Oscar that she wasn't even through with her first stage of education yet, let alone really old enough for a full-time job. She still got excited over little things.

And it was so adorable.

He placed the whisper-sensitive upgrade on the door of the lift. It crackled once, and then they heard Stella talking.