Chapter 2: Home bound.

I hated coming back to New York. The only up side was the flight. Six hours alone with Jessica. Zahara was there but she stayed at in the front of our privet 747. We were so wasted half way through the flight that the plane was spinning around us. Normally CHERUB doesn't allow the kids to drink but the average life expectancy of a Mud Crawler is ten months to a year and a half so they don't give us much flack over drinking or other things that are usually more adult things, if you know what I'm saying. So we were buzzed by the time we were half way across the Atlantic. Then we sat next to each other for a while and watched a movie. By the time the movie ended we were mostly sober. Jess turned to me and laughed.

"What's so funny?" I asked. She jest shook her head.

"I jest released." She said. "I'm gona meet your father." I shook my head.

"I really hate him." I said. "The dam bastard left me jest because he was too lazy to raze his son." I shook my head, starring at the floor. Jess put her hand on my right nee, which was prosthetic, and gave me a small smile.

"But because he did I got to meat you." She said. I smiled at her. I couldn't help it. She always seamed to know jest what to say and when to say it. I leaned over and kissed her. I leaned back and gazed at her for a second.

"You know." I said in a quiet voice. "you'r the most beautiful girl I have ever seen." I paused as she blushed. "How the hell did I get so lucky?" I asked. She gave me a kiss.

"Who's to say I'm not the one that lucked out?" She responded. She laughed, stood up a little, swung her right leg over my lap, and sat on my lap facing me. Then she put her forearms on my shoulders and raped her hands around my back. I leaned up to kiss her as he hips started to grind agents mine. Even through her denim short shorts and my jeans, it felt good. A groan escaped my lips as we kissed. It was a deep, passionate kiss. Things were going well up-until Zahara walked in.

"He-hem." She coughed. Jessica turned to look at Zahara but was still on my lap so I had to lean around her to see Zahara. "We'll be landing in three minutes. So I suggest you take you INDIVIDUAL seats." Jess gave her a small smile and climbed back into her seat. "And we will be going right from the air port to meat Mr. O'Malley at his house so I hope you're both sober." We both nodded. "Good. Than I'll see you both when the flight lands." She turned and left for her seat. Me and Jess exchanged looks of 'That was awkward.' and prepared for landing.

"Atlas this isn't Stanford." She said. I nodded as I remembered that horrible chopper ride. We were sent in to take out a drug lord and were supposed to climb out of the chopper on to the roof and work our way down from there. Well it didn't go to plan. The second we touched down three people in my squad were killed by two armed gunman with AK-47s before they even got out of the chopper. I could still hear their screams, see there blood. The rest of us deployed though, and cleared the building. I had to step over one of the kids as he held his intestines in his hands. The AK fire had ripped open his stomach and all his insides were falling out. Once we were clear of the chopper we only one more casualty that day. As the plane taxied to the gate Jess and I gathered our things and prepared to depart.

POV: Zahara

As we pulled up to the house I checked my rear view merrier and saw Buzz was getting angrier by the minute.

"Wait here." I said. "I'll give you guys a signal." Then I stepped out of the car. We were on Toad Hill in Staten Island, NY. The hose in front of us was smaller than the mansions around it but it was still pretty fancy. I walked up the steps and rang the door bell. A man with a buzz-cut hair due and hair that was jest starting to show sines of graying answered the door.

"Yes?" He asked.

"Hi." I began politely. "I'm Zahara." His face darkened and became more alert. CHERUB had given him my name but had not informed him of the age of the agents that were to stay in his house or who they were.

"Yo better come in then." He said. I nodded and gave a signal to the kids in the car to come and join us. As they exited the car I walked into the house with Mr. O'Malley.

"So." I said. "The agents will be playing the roll of your son who you recently decided to retrieve from England and a girl who had no where els to go but was a very close friend of your son." Mr. O'Malley nodded.

"My son is only fifteen though." He said. Jest then Buzz and Jessica entered the house and went right up the stairs to drop their things off in their rooms. They didn't need to ask where they would sleep because Buzz grew up in this house and knew where the bedrooms were. "Those were the agents?" Mr. O'Malley asked. "How old are they?"

"Old enuf." I said. "Is your daughter home?" Mr. O'Malley nodded.

"She's up stairs." He said. "That boy looked like a younger version of me."

"That's the idea." I said. "He's supposed to be your son, Sean, after all." Mr. O'Malley nodded.

"I haven't seen Sean since he was nine." He said. "He used to call me but he stopped a few years ago." He shook his head. "That boy really does resemble how I always thought Sean would look when he grew up." I nodded and tried to suppress a laugh. "What's that boy's name?" Mr. O'Malley asked me.

"You can call him Sean." I said. "And the girl is Jessica."

The reason I gave Jessica's name and not Buzz's was Buzz had to go by the name Sean any way so why risk his ID and tell MR. O'Malley his name was Buzz any way. Jess was playing a character that never existed in real life so it was ok for her to have her real first name. She would be Jessica O'Malley for the next few weeks.

POV:Buzz

When I dropped my things on my old bed I herd a nock on my door. I turned to see a face I haven't seen in years. My older sister stood in the doorway of my room gazing at me in curiosity.

"So," She began. "You're the boy that's pretending to be my brother?" She asked. I nodded. "What's your real name?" She asked.

"Jest call me Sean, Sally." I said. Her eyebrows went up.

"You know my name?" She asked. I nodded.

"What kind of thing would this be if I didn't even know my sister's name?" I asked. "People would know from miles away that I'm a fake." She nodded.

"You really do look like him though." She said. "It's a little eery how similar you look." I shrugged.

"I have one of those faces." I said. She nodded. Jest then Jess walked in from the room next door.

"Well, I'm all unpacked." She said. "We should probably go down and say hi to your father." Sally looked uncomfortable at Jess calling my dad my "father". That was probably because she thought I was jest an actor. I nodded in agreement with Jess.

"Yeah." I said. "Thats probably the wise next step.

A few latter we were standing in front of the man I hatted most in the world. He was starring at me and I knew he knew who I was. I knew in the pit of my stomach that he knew I was the real Sean O'Malley.

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