Thanks, LycosTamer! I AM going to keep going, but this is the last chapter of Mission Impossible. This story is sort of a fail, but the next story (sequel to this one) is going to be MUCH better!

Here's the last chapter. Sorry if it's short.

I barely remember what happened next. Shortly after I had woken up, I was dimly aware of being pushed through the waves. I vaguely wondered if was still underwater, but when I used my last scrap of strength to try to stand up, I was so surprised to feel the rocky shore beneath my feet that I nearly toppled over again.

I stumbled out of the water and leaned on a nearby tree, trying to catch my breath.

I looked down at myself. Soaking wet all over and my injured foot throbbing, I was a mess.

But I was still able to walk. I set off towards the Dock.

Once I reached the Dock, I was strongly aware of penguins starting to turn and stare at me. "I fell into Shark Bay" was all I said. Once I reached the Everyday Phoning Facility and had entered the Command Room, the first thing I saw was G surrounded by four agents. They seemed to be worried about something. G was talking to one of the agents, and then he noticed me. Only then did G notice me.

He stopped talking and stared for a moment, and then he rushed over to me.

"There you are, Agent Waddle8438! Why am I hearing that you were last seen at Shark Bay? And why are you soaking wet?" G asked.

I glanced down at myself, aware that I hadn't dried off yet. "I went there to patrol. I didn't know that Klutzy changed the field-op."

"Explain to me what happened, then."

It all tumbled out in a rush. I told G everything; finding Klutzy and Herbert's old hideout – and the main computer replica inside it - , finding Klutzy himself, how I fell into the shark-infested waters, and the storm that broke.

"I also collected some EPF and PSA files I had found for you," I finished. "But because I lost my pack, I can't show them to you."

G shook his head and said, "I don't think so." He waddled across the room and when he came back, he was holding my pack and messenger bag!

"How… what… where did you find them?" I stuttered.

G then told me what had happened in the Command Room while I was at Shark Bay. Apparently, shortly after I left, G had noticed I was missing and had tried to track my phone's signal to find me. Because Shark Bay was a rather remote place on Club Penguin, he couldn't track me down, so suspecting I had believed the fake field-op, he had sent the four agents to go and search for me. The agents had tracked me to the cliff top where I found Klutzy, and after a short while of following my tracks, they found the ledge from where I had fallen. The agents had gotten suspicious after finding my bags and the cracked ice below the ledge, so they climbed to an even higher ledge to search, though it wasn't the best idea, for the storm had truly started. They had raced back to the Command Room, unable to save me.

"But still, you got yourself. That is quite impressive. You didn't give up from your seemed-to-be fruitless search, you ended up finding Klutzy, so we are even closer to catching him. I will speak to the Director so we can arrange more missions to Shark Bay, and because you saw Klutzy and know where to go, you can help."

I just stood there, still wet and dumbfounded at G's praise. I watched as G turned around and said to an agent,

"Come on, let's get moving…"

TO BE CONTINUED…