AN: I don't own MI High or anything else you recognise, I just own Demi, Jamie and Olly. I would like to dedicate this chapter to my regular reviewers laura and MIHighandAlexRider4eva. Sorry this has taken me so long to post, as I said before, I've had lots of Homework, and have been spending a lot of time working on an original story for my friend. However, I will be on holiday from October 23rd, so I will (hopefully!) be able to update at least once a day!

Meanwhile at an unknown location.

"Master! MI9 are now aware of our existence, should I activate the evacuation protocols?" Patterson's new manservant, Greg, said, having just run into the hall disturbing our meeting. "That will not be necessary Greg, now please get Miss Underwood a drink." Patterson said, smirking at me.

"That will not be required. I am not here to play your games Patterson. I am here to discuss what should happen to the girl once you capture her." I coldly said, gesturing Greg away. "Oh, Amy, you should know that I do not play games. I merely just, what is the word... control." Patterson said.

"Whatever you say. Now, I want her returned to me unharmed. If so much as a hair on either her, or her boyfriend's, head is harmed, I will be coming back to you. And you won't like me when I'm angry." I snapped, leaning back in my seat.

"So you can train her into your little regiment? She's been an MI9 agent all her life, what do you think is going to make her change her mind now?" Patterson calmly replied.

"Simple, I have a relation to her, that I can use to my advantage." I said back.

"Oh, yes I often forget that. You don't look alike." He replied.

"I know that. She looks like her father." I sneered.

"If you hate him so much, why did you let him keep her?" Patterson inquired.

"It was convenient at the time. Besides, I thought he'd allow my sister access to her." I answered.

"Well, I will bring you the girl. No one will miss her. The boy however is a different matter. Once she arrives, they will have no more contact." Patterson said.

"You will do as I say. You forget, your father is still alive. He is in charge here, not you. You will bring me the boy. We can use him as a bargaining chip." I said.

"Fine." Patterson answered.

"Excellent. Now I believe that ends our little meeting, I'd better get going." I said, standing up and walking off.

"Amy!" Patterson called after me, as I stopped and turned. "Why are you doing all this to hurt her? She's your daughter!"

"I have my reasons." I said, smirking. Patterson was left behind in confusion, as I walked outside into the pouring rain. Yes, I was targeting my daughter, but there's a valid reason. She has something that I need. Something that would release all hell on MI9, and get me my master race. She has a number. A 6 digit number, that she wasn't even aware she was carrying. And as for the boy, I saw her emotional attachment to him. I knew that'd weaken her. We had to use him. I needed Demi London. But then, don't we all?

AN: And I'm gonna leave it there! Where you expecting that? I hope you enjoyed! Thanks for reviewing, and following, it means a lot!