I'm cutting it close here, aren't I? I will try to update a bit faster, 'cuz this is a short chapter.

Please review, because if you don't, I won't know what you want in this story, and that makes me anxious. It doesn't take that long, and I don't really mind it being anonymous. The bottom line is that everyone will be happier. Constructive criticism is okay, but no burning at the stake.

You may now proceed to the story.

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~Ramona

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Alex and Lexi sat in silence for several minutes following their exchange.

"So, now what?" Lexi asked eventually, breaking the stillness that had fallen over them.

Alex stood, saying, "Let's look for surveillance devices, or a way out." Lexi nodded in agreement, and the two teens spent the next hour searching the room.

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The end of the hour saw Lexi and Alex sitting in the corner, their thorough search having revealed nothing. "You find anything?" Lexi asked Alex, whose reply was, "No. We can't escape right now, but they have no idea of what we're doing in here." Then the spy continued, "Which means that I can tell you that with any luck, the CIA and MI6 should know where we are by now."

Lexi's ears seemed to perk up with curiosity. "How?" She demanded, looking more like a feline in that instant than the seventeen-year-old girl that she was.

Alex smirked at her, saying in his most serious voice and a frown, "Careful, curiosity killed the cat."

Lexi, knowing that this was his way of joking, made a face, slapping Alex lightly on the arm and retorting with the continuation of the saying. "But satisfaction brought it back. Now spill."

Alex held up his hand indicating a small, smoky gray men's ring on his right ring finger. It had a piece of onyx placed in it, nearly completely unnoticeable. "This," Alex said in an overly dramatic whisper, "is an emergency beacon that is transmitting our GPS location as we speak, leading government agents to our location."

"Drama queen." Came Lexi's reply.

Before Alex could reply, noises sounded from behind the door, and the room's two occupants stood on high alert. This was a change from the absolute silence that had formerly come from behind the door. Then the door opened, and the lackies who had kidnapped the teens from the cinema entered the room.