"What the hell?" Tommy asks as Kim throws him behind a small wall. Damn she is strong to be so small and she moves amazingly. What is she not telling me?

"I saw a red dot on your chest Tommy; we need to get back inside the mansion." "Can you run and keep low to the ground. Humph too bad the fall did not knock him out and I could shoot the idiot that had the audacity to shot at my objective.

"Yes I can make it I am a third degree black belt." Tommy tells her proudly.

Oh, goody than why am I babysitting you then? "Alright when I say run you run got it?" Kim looks Tommy directly in the eyes. "I am a gymnast and that is why I can move like that."

How did she know what I was thinking; Tommy wonders as he waits for her signal?

"Run," Kim, tells him. They both begin to do a squat run through the yard to the mansion door. As Tommy is, opening the door Kim takes advantage of the moment and shoots the intruder. She had already cased where the shooter was hiding during her conversation with Tommy and waited for the right time to take him out. She takes out her gun in one fluent motion and shots before she puts the gun back in its holster. Kim enters the mansion after Tommy and moves him away from the grand windows by the door.

"Are you like a thirty year old woman or something posing as a teenage girl to save my life?" Tommy asks Kim now more than a little intrigued by her.

No doofus, I am a teenaged girl who is sent to protect you. "I am eighteen." Kim smiles at Tommy although she would rather slug him instead. "Don't I look my age?"

"Yes you do yet you moved liked an experienced FBI agent." Tommy peers at Kim closely.

"I told you that I was a gymnast." What is it with boys and listening?

Tommy nods his head as a response. "I know it is just that I have seen gymnasts and none of them can move like you."

"Well did I forget to mention that I am the best at what I do?" And that is why I am here. Kim flips her hair to try to act more teeny.

Before Tommy can respond to her his parents walk in.

"Oh my, I am glad to see that you are alright Tommy," Mrs. Oliver tells her son.

"Yes son we just learned of an intruder shooting at you and…" Mr. Oliver notices Kim.

"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Oliver, I am Amanda Johnson and I am here to take Tommy away for the weekend." Kim holds out her hand.

"Away but wouldn't it be safer here," Mrs. Oliver asks.

Uh no lady your son was almost murdered today in your backyard. "No I think it is wise to take him to one of my favorite spots." "Do not worry my uncle will visit and let you know that he is alive and well." Kim gives Tommy a little push. "Please go pack; we must leave shortly."

At least I am leaving for a while and with superwoman here. Tommy walks to his room.

"Rest assure Tommy is in good hands. The best hands if I say so myself. Kim gives his parents a winning smile.

"I believe you," Mr. Oliver tells her.

Have to love the way men turn into putty. "Thank you for believing in me besides the agency would not have me help him get over his boredom if I was not fit for the job."

"Okay I guess so," Mrs. Oliver reluctantly says.

Tommy walks back into the room. "Where are we going?"

"I cannot say but it is a nice place where you can breathe in fresh air." Kim almost grabbed Tommy's bags but knew he was the type to always be the gentleman.

"See son the agency did not lie and Amanda seems to be quite a fun young lady." "Now I do not need to remind you to be careful," Mr. Oliver tells his son.

Oh, I can be fun alright. "So Tommy I practice martial arts as well; maybe we can train while we are on vacation." Kim smiles at Tommy. All this smiling is making me want a smoothie.

"Great I will take it easy on you," Tommy smiles at Kim and glances at her body.

I will not take it easy on you. "Excellent; come on Tommy we must be going." Kim leads the way to the front door to give them some privacy and to scope for any more danger.

Mr. Oliver touches his son's arm after his mother has told him goodbye and went to give Kim a warning about her precious baby. "She is a looker and definitely seems to have the personality to back it up son but I want you to be careful." 'I was a young man once and I know how it can…"

Tommy cuts his dad off. "I have self-control dad besides she seems just a little weird and bubbly besides I like my women with a little more height."

"Uh I saw the way you eyeballed her son, so her height is not an issue for you besides you have dated girls shorter than her." Mr. Oliver looks at his son.

"Oh alright dad; I am attracted to her but she does not seem like the type to do anything but kiss." Tommy is starting to become impatient with his dad.

"Still did you pack the box of condoms I brought you last week?"

"Dad!" "No I did not but if it will make you feel better I will go and get them." Tommy marches back upstairs to his bedroom to grab the box of condoms his parents brought him last week.

Kim had heard the whole conversation was laughing on the inside. Just because we are teens does not mean we have raging hormones besides I like my man with short hair and not so full of themselves. This is going to be one interesting assignment. "Great ready to go," Kim asks Tommy as he enters the living room.

"Yes I am." Tommy walks behind Kim out the door and into her car. "Nice ride." "So now that we are alone can you tell me where we are going?"

"Thanks." "Uh no it is a private spot that only I have the directions too." "Buckle up and enjoy the ride." Kim drives down the long road that leads to the street.

"What would be the harm in letting me know?" Tommy challenges.

Is it too early to use the sleeper on him? "Can't you just see this as an adventure and relax." Kim turns on the radio.

"Uh no you are not from the agency; you are someone they hired to help with boredom." Tommy changes the station.

Maybe I can just reach over and put him in the sleeper hold. I am from the agency you dope. "Nice station," was Kim's response.