A/N: So, FFR was a monster, ya? Let's get back to the assignments and assassinations, shall we?

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot.

Widdow removed the wrapper of the sucker and examined it in a vain attempt to alleviate her boredom. "How many licks does it take to get to the Tootsie Roll center of a Tootsie Pop?" she asked herself, propping her head up in her hand. She stuck the sucker in her mouth and sighed, beginning to count. This was so not what she had signed up for when she and Black had joined the Turks. Things were supposed to be fun and exciting and dangerous and she was supposed to kill people. Not do paperwork. Granted, the Turks were now working for one of the good guys, but didn't that mean that there were some bad guys that needed offed now?

Someone?

Anyone?

Or some really intensive interrogation? Or some espionage? Undercover work? Information retrieval?

A donut run?

"I'm bored," she whined, her head slipping from her hand to land on her desk.

Black looked up from his computer and grinned at her. "Did you finish your paperwork, Wid?" he asked.

"If I didn't are you going to tell on me, you sniveling rat bastard?" she replied.

"Ouch," he exclaimed, clutching his heart as if mortally wounded. "You hurt me, Sis. You truly do." He closed his laptop and started unhooking it. "In fact, you've hurt me so much, that I'm going to request that Tseng send me out on this mission with someone less cutting."

Widdow pushed back from her desk and leapt over it, tackling her brother and wrapping her arms around his legs. "Mission?!" she nearly shrieked. "Oh my fucking gods, what mission and you sure as fuck are taking me or I'll...I'll..."

"You'll what?" Black asked, narrowing his eyes.

Widdow smirked evilly up at him. "I'll tell Mom," she hissed.

Black snarled. "Get your things," he ordered, placing his laptop in it's case and straightening his jacket. Widdow squealled and grabbed her guns and jacket, following her brother out of their office.

"Finally!" she said, crunching into her Tootsie Pop. "It seems like with all the shit with Niki and Akalara, that things have just...stopped. It's action time!"

"I know," Black said. "I mean, I know the Turks don't need to kill everyday, but Shiva, this was getting dull."

Widdow giggled as she tossed her naked sucker stick into the trash can. Suddenly, she stopped and glanced back at the receptacle. "Damn it!" she exclaimed with a frown.

Black stopped and looked back at her. "What is it?" he asked.

"I lost count!"

"Can you hear me now?"

"Black, quit being a fucking retard," Widdow hissed into the hidden microphone on her back tooth. "We've already tested the equipment. You do you're thing, and I'll do him."

"Ew, yuck," Black said. "I really should have gotten a different partner if I'm going to be forced to listen to them have sex. Blech!"

"Shut up," the shorter of the red-haired twins muttered. "Go ahead signal is 'Time to Play'; got it?"

"Memorized," he answered. "I'll signal you as soon as I'm finished."

"Right. I'm going in."

"Mom'll be so proud, you little hooker," Black snickered. He sobered up quickly. "If you need back up..."

"I've got it, Bro," she said. "Now shut up."

Black was silent as he listened to Widdow knock on the door and enter the room. He hated the fact that his sister was undercover as a prostitute. He hated it even more that she was good at this specific role play. Seduction was one of her specialties. She was to go in and distract the tech guy while Black inserted a data retrieval chip into the company's mainframe, giving the Turks access to all the internal emails and information stored in the computers of the employees. The company, Data Nex, Inc., was rumored to be trying to steal some of ShinRa's new alternate energy sources. The purpose of the chip was to find out what information they had and who the instigators were. After that information had been obtained, the ones responsible would be eliminated. Currently, Black was tapped into the company's low budget security system and running an empty feed so that no one would be able to tell when he entered the mainframe room. Additionally, no one knew that Widdow was in the tech guy's office, getting ready to seduce him. That camera showed the guy sitting at his desk, clicking away at his computer.

"Who are you?" came what Black assumed was the tech guy. "You're not supposed to be here."

"Ken sent me," she purred. Black ground his teeth. "He's says you've been working too hard and needed a little break."

"K-Ken sent you?" he asked, and Black could tell Widdow was already working her magic. What a web that that girl could weave; and yet a corpse is what she'd leave. Black shook his head. Damn his poet's soul sometimes.

"Yes, Ken Adams," she replied, deep breathes coming in clear over his headset. "You know, the vice-president of this company? He and I go way back."

"You're a hooker?"

"Call girl," she corrected as she lowered his zipper. "Any objections?"

A sharp intake of breath and a strangled, "No" could be heard as Widdow utilized her charms on the guy. "Good," she purred again. Black heard cloth being removed and knew another guy was getting ready to get a good look at his twin sister's assets. And now, he was in the mood to kill. "Time to play."

Growling, Black dropped from the vents into the mainframe room, knowing his sister was in the office connected to the room he was now in. Killing later, chip insertion now. Black wasted little time accessing the mainframe and inserting the chip inside, moans and heavy breathing doing nothing to his concentration, except spurring him on. Closing the computer back up, he entered the tech guy's office. Thankfully, Widdow was still partially clothed and only making out with the guy. Silently, he stepped behind the man and snapped his neck, killing him instantly.

Widdow sighed and rolled her eyes. "Black, we weren't supposed to kill him," she chastised as she climbed off the guy and straighted her skirt. "Just get in, get the chip in and get out."

Black shook his head and cast Life on the guy. "I just really wanted the satisfaction of killing this guy," he grumbled. "Keep in mind, Wid, you're my sister. Any guy who touches you, I reserve the right to kill. Besdies, this way, you didn't have to fuck him. And now, when he wakes up, he'll just think this was some sort of dream."

"I hate overprotective brothers," she said with a grin as they climbed into the vents to exit the building.

Black returned the smile. "I love you, too, Sis."

Mission Report: Information retrieval chip was inserted into Data Nex, Inc.'s mainframe to extract information regarding the theft of ShinRa technology.

Turks Assigned: Black and Widdow Cambria

Status: Second Level Rookies

Specialites: Both - Undercover ops, tag team fighting, martial arts; Black - Hacking, racing; Widdow - Seduction, poison

Target: Data Nex, Inc.

Death by: N/A

Mission Successful

A/N: Good to be back. Reviews are loved.