AN: So as usual, I don't own MI High, or anything else you recognise, I just own Demi, Carrie and Jamie. So, do you want me to continue writing this? Are you enjoying reading it? Because if you are, then I will definitely continue writing, with some missions of my own and some off the TV Show. Let me know!

Since I found out about Carrie's story, I had been thinking. Why had my mother left? Was it my fault? I spent most of my time in HQ, trying to find any trace of her, but it's hard, when I don't know her name. My father was worried about me, and was constantly trying to make me go outside and hang out with Tom or Jamie. I was losing sleep, unable to focus, so Stella had put me in surveillance of missions until I, 'Sorted myself out', like that's going to happen. So many times, I'd wanted to just give up and get back on field work, but as my Dad once said," You're a London, and we don't give up easily". That was the only good piece of advice my father had ever given me. It had been a week, and I still this horrible feeling that I was being watched. But surely Carrie would have stopped making people follow me now right? And that's why I'm here at Carrie's house. I need answers. Carrie appeared in the doorway, and upon seeing my face, smiled. "Hi Demi. What's wrong?"

"I need help. I need to know everything about my mum." I said seriously.

"Sure. Come in. Jamie's out at a friend's, so we're OK on that front." Carrie replied, and gestured for me to come in. We went into her living room, and Carrie pulled out some photo albums. She handed me a photograph of a woman who, true to Carrie's word, looked a lot like me. She had long dark hair, and light blue eyes. "Wow. She's pretty." Carrie nodded, and said, "Keep it." She gestured to the photo. "Now, her name was Amy. Amy Hudgens, and if my maths is correct, she'll be 36 this year. She worked in a shop when she met your father, but they weren't in a relationship for long."

"Why not?" I asked, looking up from my photograph.

"There was another girl in our year who liked him, and she broke up with him so they could be together. And then she found out about you, and that's the last I know." Carrie said, looking away. "What is it?" I whispered.

"Someone's upstairs. Come on, we need to go." I've never seen Carrie so scared. I nodded, and put the picture in my pocket. We went to sneak out when 2 figures in black came between us and the door. Right, think Demi, what would Zoe do? Or Dan? They'd fight them, wouldn't they? Right. I entered my fighting pose, and brought my leg up to hit one in the face, sending them flying across the kitchen. I turned to the other one, and went to attack, when someone's arm send him through the back door. I turned to see Carrie clutching her arm. "Never doing that again." She said, and then she laughed at my face. "What? You think just because I don't go on missions doesn't mean I can't fight?"

"That was awesome. Remind me to never get on your bad side." Carrie nodded, and said,

"We'd better get out of here before more of them arrive." I followed her out of the front door, and into her car. "Right, I'm taking you back to your team. KORPS are still after you." She said, as she drove off, leaving her house behind.

"Carrie, tell me, who is it who's making KORPS go after me?" I said, still trying calm down.

"I don't know. But it's someone who's close to you, that's all I know. My cover was blown in KORPS before I could find out who." She stopped the car at MI High HQ, and got out. Tom was stood with Frank on the pavement. "Carrie, would you care to tell me what's going on?" My father said.

"Not particularly. I'm sure Demi will explain everything, but I need you to promise me something. Look after her. If something happens to her, I will ruin you." Carrie said, her tone now darkened. "She's not Amy Carrie, you need to accept that she's gone. Demi can handle herself." My father said.

"Don't you think I know that? This girl is all I have left of my best friend! I never did like you London!" Carrie said, now shouting.

"Guys please stop yelling!" I said, standing between them.

"Fine. Demi, if you need anything, come to me." Carrie said, before hugging me. "Bye Tom." She finished, and returned to her car. I waved at her as she drove off. I'd never seen her like that, she'd always been calm and in control. "Demi? Are you OK?" Tom said, speaking up for the first time in this conversation. I nodded, but I was far from fine. I was so unbelievably confused. Someone's still after me? Who? What if Carrie had been lying all along? What if she was the KORPS agent? Or if there wasn't a KORPS agent at all? I had so many questions. Too Many.

AN: And I'm gonna end it there! Hope you enjoyed it!