An Agent's Best Friend

By Sammie Spitz

Chapter 1

"Do you think she's alright?" Joanna asked, as she stood in the firing range lobby.

"She'll be fine." Foster told her, "She's been around you a bit. She'd learned some skills and her scores are good. She can handle it."

"I don't know." Joanna was worried. Velvet, her little sister who meant the world to her, was going on her first solo mission. She was going to break into the CompraRev building and download files that might prove the company guilty of producing an illegal poison. She might have even been at the building at that very moment. Of course Joanna was proud, but she was also scared stiff. What if something went wrong?

"Jo, it's going for eleven at night. Go and get some sleep. She'll be fine." Foster told her.

"But, what if something happens while I'm gone."

"I'll tell you. I promise."

"Well....alright.."


She walked out of the weapons lab. He was right. Velvet had learned a lot from her. She'd be fine, right?

As she made her way to the door, she suddenly felt something hit her in the arm. Since she was in her sleevless leather top and her leather pants, it stung. She grabbed her arm a bit and looked at the floor, noticing the rubber band. She then heard a familiar laugh off to the side. She snatched the rubber band off the floor with a growl. As she stood up again, another one hit her. She turned to the source and yelled, "Jonathon!"

Johnathon was sitting on a couch, laughing. He had a small bag of rubber bands in his hand. Joanna gave him a stern look and growled, "Johnathon, act your age. That's all I'm asking!"

"That isn't any fun." He chuckled.

"Well, it won't be much fun if I go over there and punch you in the jaw!"

"Now, now, Jo. Why don't you sit down and relax?" Joanna was weary about the suggestion. What other jokes did he have up his sleeve? But, she had been on her feet most of the day. She went to the couch and sat down next to him.

"You need to learn how to relax, Jo." Johnathon told her, "You take things way too seriously. All I did was fire a couple of rubber bands."

"Well, you seem a little old for jokes like this, don't you think?"

"Too old? Hell, no! I'd never grow out of this! Hey, look, here's Christine." Johnathon happened to spot Christine, the woman in charge of the device lab, walking by with her nose in a book. This was how she spent much of her free time, reading novels.

Joanna noticed Johnathon carefully choose a rubber band from the bag and hand it to her. Joanna wasted no time scolding him, "Jon, no. It's-"

"C'mon, it's fun!" Johnathon coaxed her. Joanna finally gave in. She took the rubber band and lined up her shot. She released it and they heard Christine let out a loud shriek as it hit her in the shoulder. Joanna, by all rights, felt bad about it. But, she was ashamed to abmit, she actually was having fun with this. She started giggling as Johnathon laughed with her and said, "Great shot!"

Christine recovered, put the book mark in her spot and stormed over to them. She scowled at them and shook her head, muttering, "Of all the people here, I never thought you two would stoop to this for cheap entertainment."

"Oh, lighten up, Chris! It was just a joke. We do it all the time. I've seen you fire some yourself sometimes."

Christine shook her head and sighed. Besides being in charge of the device lab, she also instructed classes sometimes. Those wild animals known as 'teenagers' always managed to wear her patience to it's limit. She didn't want to have to deal with the same behavior with the agents as well.

The conversation was broken by a loud crash just a few feet away, along with some screaming. Startled, there were a few screams and a very surprising reaction from Joanna, who immedietly grabbed onto Johnathon and jumped into his lap. They looked in the direction of the noise, an area of the lobby just behind them. Christine went to investigate. She looked into the area and found Foster and one of the hackers, laying in a heap on the floor, with various devices laying around them.

Joanna took a few deep breaths to calm herself down. She then suddenly realised that she was sitting in Johnathon's lap and had her arms around him. With her face as red as it could get, she slid off of him and got up. Jon got up as well, equally surprised and equally red.

They went over to where Foster and the hacker crashed into each other. They were having swearing fits at each other as the hacker picked her equipment up. When they finally finished, she left with her things, completely enraged.

"Bloody hell!" Foster yelled, in his hybrid British and Australian accent, "I HATE dealing with that bitch!"

Jonathon noticed the hand gesture the hacker made and said, "Looks like she doesn't like you any better."

"DAMN YOU!" Foster shouted. Then he suddenly remembered something, "Jo, I almost forgot!"

"What?" Joanna asked.

"Well, you see, it's about Velvet..."

To Be Continued...