Hello, everyone! Back again, on Thursday as usual. Before we start, I want to thank Lilac2481 for favoriting and following! Thanks so much Lilac2481! I really appreciate it. Also, thanks to fanburnnotice for favoriting! I checked out your page, and I can't believe that you have written over 200 burn notice fan fiction stories! That is some awesome stuff dude! Anyways, thanks to all you who are reading my story! Now where were we...

Michael wakes up in his apartment to the beeping of his alarm clock. His hand comes immediately to his gun and he points it towards the door, but of course no one is there. He sighs. I should really change my alarm sound to a noise that doesn't sound like a bomb, He thinks shaking his fists comes down on the clock harder than he expects, and it immediately stops beeping. He pulls back the covers and walks over to his closet to pull out his nice gray suit and dark brown loafers. Time to take down a terrorist organization, Michael thinks sighing.

Fiona stands in front of a group of operatives as they take notes. She points to several areas on a map that stands on flip chart.

"So, we blast through this room here, which is going to be empty. Then we run up this staircase and take a left." Fiona says carefully, moving her pointer along the chart. "Any further questions about how we get in, or should I move on?" A student raises there hand and Fiona calls on them.

"But how do we know they will actually be in the building?" The student questions.

Fiona sighs loudly. "Remember? We already went over this! We have a source that says there is a meeting there today. C'mon! You have to keep up with the conversation. Any more questions?" No one else raises there hand, probably out of the intimidation of Fiona.

"Good then." Fiona replies. "Let's move on."

Michael walks in to the same board room he was in the night before. But this time, Strize is already there. Michael moves his arm up so he can check his watch but Strize says "Don't worry, your not late. I wanted to make sure I got here early so I could set up." He says, motioning to the flip charts and papers on the table. Michael nods and takes a seat in one of the chairs.

"So, lets get down to business. We have decided that it will be much safer to try to dig deeper into the organization other than attack it. Your name will be Julius Armarigo. You have been in the Military for the last 15 years. You will pose then as a old friend of Kamanzo Juliger. He was in the organization for many years up until 6 months ago, when he was killed in one of their only missions that had gone wrong. You will pretend that you were one of his best friends, and that you want to join the organization in honor of his death." Strize says.

Michael nods. "When will I be doing this today?" He asks.

"2:30." Strize replies. "We will drop you off several blocks away from the station of the organization, and then you will walk your way into their compound. Any more questions?" Michael shakes his head.

"Good now lets go over the rest of the plans." Strize says, continuing his explanation.

Fiona straps her bullet proof vest to her chest. She checks her watch and the time reads 2:00. They are going in to take down the organization at 2:45. Her officer walks in to the room as Fiona finishes strapping her vest onto herself.

"The car is waiting to take all of the operatives to the point. You ready, Glenanne?" Her Officer asks in a monitone. Fiona nods trying to ignore him. "Well you should be on your way now." He says professionaly. Fiona starts to walk out the door past him.

Just as she reaches for the handle, he says "Oh, and Glenanne?"

She spins around and faces him. "Yes?" She says gritting her teeth.

"You better not try anything stupid this time. This is your one time only get out of jail free card. Make it count." He says matter-of-factly.

Fiona snarls and him and slams the door behind her. Such a selfless idiot, She thinks as she gets into the black SUV full of operatives. Then she sighs, worried about what she might be getting into.

Michael hobbles through the bushes that he has to walk through to get to the compound. He hears Strizes voice in his earpiece.

"Come on Michael, hurry it up, we don't have all day!" He complains.

"Trying to stay in character." Michael says under his breath. He finally reaches a break through the bushes and he see's the compound. He runs through the opening towards the gate yelling, "I'm here I'm here! I'm so glad I found you guys!"

Immediately guns point toward him. "Hey, hey! I come in peace people! I'm a old friend of Kamanzo Juliger!" He says.

Michael notices that they all look at each other in confusion, but he see's that the guns are still on him. "Hey hey people! I can prove it! Look! This is his Military acceptance document that he gave to me before he left to join you guys!" Michael says, waving a piece of paper around. They still have not dropped their guns, but he does see a man walking out to the gate. He opens it and he is now standing in front of Michael.

"You say you know a friend of ours, is this true?" The man says in strong russian accent.

"YES! Yes! NOW you understand me! My name is Julius Armarigo. I knew Kamanzo Juliger! He was a very good old friend of mine, but I heard he passed away from the newspapers. I just got out of the Military around the time I found out about his death, and I have been looking for you ever since! I finally heard of a mastermind heist that had happened just up here, and I knew it was you! I want to work for you in honor of Juliger." Michael says, fakley smiling broadly.

"Hmm... I see." The man replies suspicously.

But he then picks up his radio and starts speaking Russian, figuring that Michael has no idea what he is saying. But Michael does know, because he is very aware of how to speak Russian from his CIA training and operations. The man says into his walkie talkie "Get the interrogation room ready. We have a man that knew Juliger." Michael suppresses a smile as he hears the good news.

The man then turns back to Michael. "Good news!" He says, fakely smiling. "We seem to have a interest in you. But before we go in, we must put these on you." He says holding up a pair of handcuffs and a blindfold. "Just in case you want to get away." He says, showing a evil toothy grin.

Fiona sits in the back of the black SUV thinking about the operation she is about to endure. Something is going to go wrong and she knows it. She can feel it, and its not good.

"How much longer?" Fiona asks the driver impatiently.

"Couple more miles." He replies. Fiona nods to herself, then looks out the window. She notices a helicopter in the sky. It's to far away for the others to see, but because of her point of view she can just make it out. Uh-oh, She thinks to herself. They are tracking us. But for some reason, Fiona doesn't say anything. She has this weird feeling that for some reason she needs to be there. So she doesn't say anything and pretends that nothing happened.

Michael sits in a interrogation room. He was questioned for several moments about his military career, ect. He knows they are pretending to be interviewing him for to be in their organization, but really they are trying to figure out who he is. He waits several more minutes and then the same Russian man who met him at the comes in. As soon as he enters the room, he notices somthing is off. The man walks up to Michael.

"Who are you with?" He says dangerously quiet. When Michael doesn't answer, he shouts, "WHO ARE YOU WITH?!"

Crap, Michael thinks. I've blown my cover. Stay calm.

"I don't know what your talking about." Michael says innocently.

"Oh yeah!? Then what about the BLACK SUV that is heading towards here RIGHT NOW?!" He says outraged.

Michael looks at him very confused. Black SUV?! What the hell is he talking about? This can't be the CIA. It just can't be. It must be another organization coming at just the wrong time.

"I have no idea what your talking about." Michael says again. The man slaps him right across the face, hard.

"IM GOING TO GIVE YOU 5 SECONDS TO TELL ME WHAT YOU WORK FOR!" He yells, pulling out his gun. "FIVE!"

"I'm telling you I don't-"

"FOUR!"

"Come on man how-"

"THREE!"

"I HAVE NO IDE-"

"TWO!"

"PLEASE I DONT-"

"ONE!" Michael shuts his eyes tight, ready to die. But it doesn't come, and instead a huge ear piercing blast knocks him to the ground. He opens his eyes slowly and see's that the man is lying on the ground, and that the left side wall has been blasted through. He then notices a shape come through the wall. He looks over in horror as he recognizes the person. Perfect, chocolate brown hair. Soft, silky tanned legs. Those beautiful hazel eyes.

"What? You..." He says, in shock standing up to face her.

"You are...How could..." She replies staring back at him, also shocked. But before they can say anything else, another blast knocks them to the ground.