A/N: So to start off, this is my first Fanfiction! I'm sorry anyone's out of character or the story doesn't work too well. This first chapter is set when KORPS is first destroyed. Hope you enjoy it and please leave a review ~ Becca :]

Disclaimer!: I own none of these characters or anything else recognisable in this fanfic, I'm only writing about them!


Prologue

KORPS was finished. The building had gone up in flames and the Mastermind was destroyed. Frank London was awarded for his bravery in the situation, but that still didn't stop him from feeling terrible and blaming himself for the death of his team. Stella had suggested the 'break up'. The clean up after destroying KORPS HQ and dealing with losing the whole team on the mission was defiantly too much for both of them; physically and emotionally. "It would be better," Stella had said, "if we just kept our distance… you know, until we've recovered from this whole thing... I'm sorry, but I think it'd be for the best..." Frank agreed - It was an agreement, nobody dumped anyone despite what Stella sometimes told people - and they went their separate ways. He continued as a ground agent, as well as undergoing counselling sessions since he was still extremely hard on himself for losing his team. Stella worked at MI9 HQ, organising the missions from base. They requested that they didn't work together anymore but hated it nonetheless.

A couple of days after he and Stella had split, Frank began having terrible nightmares. The same dream; the moments before the explosion that destroyed KORPS. Reliving those moments every night just made him blame himself even more for what happened. It was hard without Stella, but he planned to get through it, whatever way he could. KORPS was done. Or at least that's what he, and the rest of MI9, believed.

As the years past Stella became slightly hurt that Frank hadn't tried to get in contact with her again. The reason she thought it would be a good idea for them to break up was because she knew it would be difficult for him. Also that she wouldn't be able to cope with the emotional scars left from the ordeal. She gave him space, but still hoped that one day they'd get back together. But after ten years that day never came, so Stella, like Frank moved on from the past. The pair put their jobs first and became some of MI9's best agents. As much as they tried to put the past behind them, it was only a matter of time before they'd be dealing with old enemies...