I stopped the car outside of the hotel and looked over at Lucy. Always got to be difficult now, don't we? I thought to myself. But my main thought was how I was going to get her back to our room without anyone noticing.

I had parked in the main car park, outside the front doors of the hotel. This was too on show, people we slowly streaming in and out of the hotel. Coming down from the slopes, coming back from sightseeing, going out for a drink after a day on the slopes. All in all it was too busy to slip Lucy in.

I decided to check round the back to see if there were any back entrances. Pulling the car out of the parking space (leaving little miss sleeping beauty in the car whilst I went and checked would be too risky) and slowly headed round the back. Our room was round the back, that's why we had such a good view of the mountains. Our room also had a balcony which had a fire escape on it. That would be my way in, I just had to avoid cameras, chefs getting some air round the back. And anyone in general.

I parked the car again and carefully slid Lucy out of the car. I decided the only way to get her up the steps, which was more like a ladder, was to do a fireman's lift. So I slung Lucy over my shoulder, she didn't weigh much, as she liked to keep fit.

I was about to start climbing up the ladder when I heard voices heading in my direction. Looking around quickly I saw a small gap between the hotel and another small room. I dived in between it was made sure me a Lucy were out of sight.

I turned round to see who was coming; it was two men, one dressed in, what looked like, an expensive suit, the other all in blue. I was about to shrug it off when I noticed one of them looked extremely familiar. I squinted to see if I could get a closer look, then I smirked. It was Benjamin Hathaway, the man who we are meant to track down and arrest. I started to listen in to their conversation.

'Two intruders? What were their names?' My eyes widened slightly when I realised they were talking about us. Beside me Lucy started to move. She opened her eyes slowly and if I hadn't clamped my hand over her mouth she probably would have shouted at me for the position we were in, let's just say it was a smaller gap than I expected...

'Not now dear,' I whispered sharply and jerked my head in Benjamin's direction. Her eyes, like mine, widened as she recognised him. Behind me the man all in blue shook his head.

'We're not sure, though one of them, the male, referred to the female as 'Black', but boy was that female looking mighty fine...' he said, the last part he said quieter, almost to himself. I narrowed my eyes at him, Lucy, who had moved her head away from my hand, smirked.

'Jealous?' She whispered. I looked at her.

'What if I am?' I quipped; she looked surprised that I hadn't tried to deny it. A small smile played on her lips.

'Good, means that you would fight for me,' I rolled my eyes at her cheesiness, but shrugged.

'What made you think I wouldn't?' She didn't say anything but instead smiled at me, then turned back to listen in to what Benjamin and Mr. Blue were saying. Benjamin must have told the man off for getting sidetracked, because MR. Blue was looking slightly scared. Good.

'Find out who they are by tomorrow, otherwise say bye-bye to your job,' Harsh.

The man nodded and scuttled away, like a scared little five year old boy. Benjamin shook his head and mumbled something about all his men being dumb idiots, then went inside the building that wall we were currently wedged against belonged to. Lucy and I both looked at each other, thinking exactly the same thing. If he was stationed at the hotel, then that can mean good and bad things. Good, because we might be able to have more access to his files. Bad, because it means Benjamin has a better chance of finding us.

And I thought this mission was going to be easier than the others. I thought wrong.

Eventually we got back into the hotel room. It took us a while though. We were just going to go through the front entrance, not that Lucy was awake. But Mr. Blue was in the lobby talking to some men, so we couldn't risk getting noticed, and then, when we came back round the back to go up the fire escape, three chefs we sitting on the steps that led up to the kitchen, having a cigarette.

It is now 11pm and I'm sitting on the sofa with a conked out Lucy beside me. We decided that neither of us wanted to watch the surveillance tapes, but instead just relax and rest our (very) stiff legs.

I can't help but think how sloppy Lucy and I were today. We didn't think about the outcome of gathering the tapes, we just went in and did it. There was a minimal amount of planning before hand, and when we were running, we didn't think about what direction we were going in, or whether or not it was going to reach the car. For all we knew we could have just came out of the woods on completely the wrong side, and then, because of Lucy slipping out of conciseness, I would have had to carry all the way round the woods to get back to the car. And I didn't know the guard parole for around the woods, I just knew the parole for around the warehouse. We didn't look out for cameras at any point whilst we were there.

We were sloppy.

We were lucky.

We can't let it happen again.

Hi! Okay, so I am slowly getting writers block, I only have small ideas, and it takes ages to think of them, so I might take longer to update. Just letting you know in advance. Please review and let me know what you think!