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Emily waited for her partner to show up.

Jason yawned as he jumped out of bed. He looked at his watch, "Oh no, i'm late!" he said as he got dressed and ran down the stairs and had breakfast then did his hair. He forwarded out and ran pretty fast over to the destination, he saw his partner, or he thought it was? he walked up to her, Uhm are you from the spy agency?

Emily turned around, "It's about time you showed up," she grumbled, "I'm Emily."

Uhh..Sorry Emil..y? I'm Jason..

"What's our mission?" Emily asked, all buisness.

Oh shit..I did not bring my papers with me that have the information about the mission. You should have one in your backpack though.. hopefully..

"I didn't bring my backpack," said Emily, glaring at Jason.

Wah oh.. Jason started to whistle and look around looking innocent

"Not funny, pretty boy," said Emily, frustrated, she shoved him.

Aye pretty girl, keep your hands off the precious" he said in a funny Mexican accent.

Emily rolled her eyes. "Now what are we going to do?" she asked.

I'm not going all the way home.

"Fine, we can get the stuff from my place, it's only a couple blocks from here," said Emily, "but for the record, this is your fault."

Hey, girls are meant to be responsible he blabbered as they started to walk to her house.

"God, you are such a baby, I can't believe I'm stuck with you," said Emily.

Jason coughed, Pretty girl got a big mouth he thought.

Jason coughed, Pretty girl got a big mouth he thought.

They reached her house, Emily unlocked the front door and let it swing open. She walked in, not seeing if Jason followed.

Jason went in, he wandered around the house..

Emily found the stuff, but not Jason, "Jason?" she yelled.

Oh yeah uh coming! Jason arrived holding a tennis ball.

"I would ask where you found that, but I don't even want to know. Let's get out of here," said Emily, "do you have a car?"

Its at home.. i walked here? oh and i found that in your backyard.

"Okay, whatever, it looks like we're taking my motorcycle, then," said Emily.

WHAT?! i don't go on those 2 wheeled thingys.

"Well, you should've thought about that earlier. Relax, I'm a good driver, never been in an accident," said Emily.

Jason hopped on with fear drive slowly..

Emily sat in front of him, "Hold onto my waist," she told him.

I'll hold on to the back of the motorcycle..

Emily sighed, "You'll fall off," she said, "not that I care. But still, that would take some serious explaining to everybody back at the agency."

Emily pulled on her helmet and revved the engine.

Jason put his arms around her waist How long is it from here to the destination?

Emily pulled up her visor, "Depends how fast you want me to go," she grinned wickedly.

Then how hard will i have to hold on to your waist? he smirked

Emily rolled her eyes, revving the engine again, and pulled out of her driveway. She sped through traffic, taking chances that were probably a little too risky, but they still made it out alright. The only problem was that she couldn't get the fact that Jason's arms were around her waist out of her head. She pulled into a gas station parking lot, and dismounted.

Jason got off and went into the shop to buy something to eat. He bought a drink for Emily and himself.

Emily got everything out of her pack, and didn't notice Jason come back.

Jason gave the drink to her, Okay so what do you want to do now?

Emily smiled at him, surprised. Maybe he wasn't a total jerk.

"It's an undercover mission," she said, "there's a big Gala for international politicians tonight, and the agency needs us to collect information on several top secret military projects, but we'll be posing as regular party-goers. A couple, in fact," said Emily.

Ahh okay.. that sounds easy.

"It could be worse," Emily shrugged taking a sip of her drink, "Thanks," she said.

Hmm yeah..

Emily smiled at Jason, and felt a familiar tug on her heart strings. Shit. She could NOT like Jason... but what if she already did?

"How many other jobs have you done for the agency?' asked Emily.

This is my first one..what about you?

"I've done at least 20... that explains why you're such a fraidy-cat," Emily giggled.

Oh really? he smirked.

"Yes really," said Emily.

Jason chuckled.

"I'll give you a few tips, if you like," said Emily.

Sure he smiled.