After I had my shower (much quicker than Lucy's I would like to add) I walked out to see Lucy looking at the quick plans I had sketched out before.

'What do you think?' I asked coming up behind her. She stood up.

'I think...' she paused, pretending to think. 'That they are utterly awful... no, I'm just messing with you, and they're very good. Though I do think we should come in from the east not the south, what made you want to do that?' I looked down at the blue prints that the CIA had given us, most likely the most up to date ones. The CIA is always on top of things like that.

'Well, if the blue prints are anything to follow, with their sketching of where the guards will mainly be, there seems to be less guards on the south, compared to north, west and east,' I said simply, pointing at the map. Lucy nodded.

'Yeah, I see what you mean, okay we'll do that,' she said nodding and smiling.

'Great, so I was thinking of checking the place out today, then make a more detailed plan?' I said telling her my idea I thought up during her stupidly long shower. She nodded again.

'Sounds good, I'll get breakfast and we'll head out,' I nodded and she turned away, but I grabbed her arm and spun her into a kiss. When she pulled away she was slightly breathless.

'Remind me again, what was that for?' I shrugged.

'No reason, you're just genuinely amazing and deserved a kiss,' I said smiling.

'Well, so are you,' I smirked.

'I know that, do you really think I would be quite as successful if I wasn't amazing?' I asked cockily. She shrugged.

'Yeah, I suppose you are,' she agreed, to my surprise, but then she added, 'but I'm better!' And then she slipped out my grasp and went into the kitchen. I laughed and followed her. When I saw what she was eating I pulled a face. When she saw my face she started to laugh.

'What?' She asked laughing.

'Really? Cereal and yoghurt?' I asked with a light hint of reproachfulness in my voice. She looked at me like I was crazy. Yeah, she looked at me like I was the crazy one.

'Yeah! It's so nice!' She argued and managed to sound just like a twelve year old. I leaned on the counter and smiled. This conversation, it was like we were almost...normal. I liked that feeling, for once.

'Well, I'm not going to judge my crazy girlfriend,' I said jokingly, and she looked at me in mock offence 'but I was thinking if you wanted, once we have completed the mission, head up the slopes?' When I said this Lucy smiled, but didn't look up from her cereal.

'I knew you were going to say that, but yeah, that, once again, sounds like a good plan,'

'Great, now hurry up, I want to get going and you are like, the slowest eater ever, seriously, I'm surprised you haven't won an award for it or something...' I said in mock disapproval whilst walking out the kitchen to get my jacket. Behind me I heard Lucy put her bowl in the dishwasher and run up to join me. She put her coat on then linked her arm with mine and looked at me.

'You can be so rude sometimes.' She said plainly. I laughed.

'Darling, it's my life ambition,'

LUCY POV

When we got down to the car, that the CIA had rented out for us, Joe said her would drive. Which I agreed to, so long as I could drive back. I didn't mind, driving back is better because you know where you are going.

Jumping in the passenger seat, I immediately turned the heating on because, let me tell you now, it is freezing. But to be honest, I'm not fussy with the cold, at Blackthorne they make you wait in a room, slowly dropping the temperatures to below -5 degrees Celsius, then raising it up to about 45 degrees Celsius, to make sure that you can stand all heat. I passed it; you failed if you had to be taken out, either because you started to get symptoms of hypothermia or you passed out from the heat. Or if you just couldn't stand it and begged to be let out. Not many people did that. If you did that, you're probably in the wrong business.

About 15 minutes into the car journey Joe spoke up.

'It should be around here, soon, I think they gave up directions, in that file,' he told me, pointing to a brown file on the floor. I nodded and pulled the file onto my lap and opened it. A small piece of paper fell out. I picked it up; it had what looked like to be a, sort of, address on it.

'Is this it?' I asked showing it to him, he glanced at it quickly.

'Yep, that's it. What does it say?'

'First road after the... cemetery,' I said struggling to read the writing. No joke, this is professional chicken scratch writing. I nodded. 'Huh, do you think that's where they dump unwanted bodies?' I asked teasingly. Joe looked at me sternly.

'Don't.' He said in his teacher voice. Joe hated things like that, the way these corporations treated their workers like animal, and killed them when they got bored of them. I don't like it either. Not one bit. But it's in the unwritten contract of becoming a spy, that you have to face these things. And if you don't like that, get out.

'Sorry,' I said looking out onto the road, looking for a cemetery. Quickly I saw a sign pointing towards the cemetery.

'There's the cemetery, so the turn off must be the next turning,'

'Okay, I was thinking about we park the car at the turning and walk up, that way we can have more access and if we get caught, we aren't traceable,'

'I was thinking the same idea, but please do tell me, when do we ever get caught?'

Okay, exams are over. (Yay.) And I have one more week then half term. So I will update more during half term, when I am bored out of my mind! I did a longer chapter today, because I have been doing reasonably short chapters because I wanted to update quicker, but because I am just so nice (LIES) I have done a longer one for you today.

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