Okay Jenni, this is for you, lol ^^


Chapter 6.

"You've been here the entire night?"

"Yes. I've been asleep. But I've never slept passed nine in my entire life. Jill's the sleepy head."

"Guys…?"

Kris and Kelly turned towards Julie, who was sitting in Kris' bed, holding a rag in her hand.

"What's that?" Kris asked.

"Chloroform."

"Someone drugged me? Again? You've got to be kidding." Kris said, burying her face into her hands.

"Kris. Has anything happened here except the shooting? Anyone acting weird towards you or Jill?"

"No. We're on vacation. Why can't we ever go on a normal vacation, without trouble. I'm so sick of all of this! Every time I try to breathe, something else happens!" Kris snapped, sitting down in Jill's bed, taking her yellow teddybear in her hands. Kelly sat down next to her friend, taking her hand.

"There's been a lot going on lately, but we'll find her."

"How Kelly? How can we possibly find her? We're in a country we don't know, in a town we've never been before. Jill's somewhere out there, and for what we know, she might all ready be dead."

"Kris, calm down. I know we're not really in our own element, but we still have each other, and you know that we're great together. Get dressed and we'll go out to look for our lost angel."


About twenty minutes later, they were sitting at a ristorante a few blocks down. They had asked in the reception at the hotel if someone had been to their room that night, but he said no. He did have a note for them. It was an envelop, and they decided to sit down somewhere and read it. Kelly, Bosley and Julie had checked in at the hotel when they arrived.

"Where's Ella by the way?" Kris asked out of the blue, suddenly realizing someone was missing.

"She's staying with Sabrina and Anton. I didn't really want to bring her here. I would love for her to see the town, but I can't just leave her in the hotelroom if things get dirty."

"Good choice." Kris said, as the waiter put down their drinks.

When he walked off, Kris pulled up the envelope and pulled out a note. She took a deep breath before she read out loud.

"As you've might have guessed by now, we have your sister. If you want to see her alive, you have to let him die."

"Him, who's him?"

"I don't know." Kris said confused. "Look. Let's eat, which you've forced me too, and then we'll head down to the police station and talk to the two officers Jill and I talked to yesterday."

"Good plan." The others agreed.

As they waited for their food, Kris was lost in her own minds. She couldn't help but hate her choice of business. She didn't want to go to the other side of the world, and they still ended up in a big mess, lives in danger. She wanted out of this. She had been with the agency for four years, this was enough. She wanted to do something else, something which didn't put her life on the line every time she walked out of the door.

But in the same time, she loved the agency. She loved kicking the bad guys' butt together with her best friends. She loved how close she and Kelly had become the last years. She missed working with Sabrina, but she had enjoyed working with both Tiffany and Julie. And they were all so different, but that's what made it work. She had never met a classier woman than Miss Welles, who really brought the glamour to work. It was during the year she worked with Tiffany that she had really gotten interested in more glamorous clothes. Tiffany often pulled her into stores and they always came out with too much clothes. Julie was as different as could be, a though ass, hard core model, stunning but yet so dangerous.

Kris shook her head. She had so many memories in this agency, she loved working here, but she felt like it was coming to an end. It was getting way too dangerous. She didn't have a death wish, and she didn't want to see her best friends - or sister for that matter - get killed. She had a feeling, that if they didn't quit what they were doing, soon something really bad would happen.

"What's on your mind?"

Kris came back to reality when Kelly nudged her shoulder.

"I think I'll leave the agency soon."

Bosley, Kelly and Julie all pulled down their drinks to the table, staring at Kris.

"What?" Kelly asked, grabbing a firm grip around Kris' arm.

Kris turned towards Kelly.

"I don't know how long I can do this. And there's always something going on. I don't want to lose anyone of you, I don't want Jill to be in trouble, and I don't want to be killed. But I know, if we keep doing what we are, someone's going to get really hurt. Soon. It's just a matter of time."

Kelly, Bosley and Julie looked up at each other. How do you respond to this?

"Kris. Let's focus on finding Jill. Then we'll sit down and talk, all right?"

Kris looked up at Kelly. She was right. She had to put focus on Jill first, then she could talk things through with Kelly. She was not looking forward to that talk, but she felt that it was needed. Even if she had all ready made up her mind.


About 40 minutes later, the group found themselves at the police station, or at the carabinieri as it's called. They walked up to the office of the two men Kris and Jill had talked to yesterday.

"Miss Munroe! Hello. I didn't expect you until later."

"My sister is missing."

"What?"

"Someone probably put a rag with chloroform against my nose, making me sleep heavier, and then took her from the room. I guess. I woke up when they knocked the door, about an hour ago. I never sleep in." Kris mumbled, moving into the room, sitting down in one of the chairs.

The officers looked at Kris, before introducing themselves to the rest of the gang.

"I'm lieutenant Rossi, this is lieutenant Romano. You must be Ms Munroe's coworkers?"

"Yes. I'm Kelly Garrett, this is John Bosley and Julie Rogers."

"Nice to meet you, and welcome to Venezia. Come on, let's get into the conference room."

The group moved over to the room next door, and they all sat down around a small table.

"We've gotten this note at the hotel." Kris said, handing the note over to Rossi. He read it and showed it to Romano.

"That explains it."

"Explains what?"

Romano went out of the room and reentered a second later with an identical note, and a file. He showed Kris the note, and she read it out loud, just like she did with the last one.

"I know you've been guarded to watch him. But you have to choose. We'll let one of them live. The choice is yours."

"Which man are they referring to?"

Romano opened the file, and turned to upside down, so the angels could read it.

"His name is Frances Colt. He works together with Newt, the man that was killed at the restaurant. Colt will be arriving here about twelve hours, and he's been getting several death threats from the Red Circle. Since Newt is dead, we've been told to watch him and make sure no one kills him."

"So… You think that if we stop their attempt to kill Colt, they'll kill Jill? But if we let them kill him, they'll let Jill live?" Kris asked, getting a sick feeling in her stomach.

"Yeah. Probably something like that."

"When will they kill him?"

"I don't know. Do you think they will be foolish enough to try at the airport?"

"In Honolulu they were going to do it in the airport." Kelly said, and the others nodded.

"We can't let them kill him. Which means we have to find Jill before they try to kill him. And that means we only have twelve hours to find her." Kris said, sighing.


Guys, this is all I have written, except a third of the next chapter.. If you have ideas or suggestions - please let me know ^^ This can take all possible turns, you know me ^^ I like unexpected twists! :)

- Agn.