AN: Here's the next instalment, I honestly have not had the time to sit down and write much at all so I hope this will tide you all over before Carmen goes on her mission which will be part of the next chapter. But for now, I hope you like it! :) Enjoy xx


Carmen sighed as she halted just outside the Director's office, it was now or never, she thought to herself.

All she wanted to do now was go home and relax and not have to worry about saving the world again, at least for today.

Building up some courage within her; she knocked and opened the door, walking through with an air of confidence, it had left her as quickly as it had come.

She always had that feeling when she came in here, ever since her father had stepped down from his position as Director, it was not the same to walk in the room, but that was going back a good five years now.

She was a big girl now that could take care of herself; at least that was what she told herself every day.

Thinking about the past and how her family was, seemed to leave her with a feeling of being winded, a physical blow to the stomach.

It wasn't fair.

It felt as if they had all left her, family was meant to be everything, right?

Carmen initially thought so too, how she was discovering on her own as to just how wrong she truly was, and it was beginning to amaze her as to how deluded she had been, clouded by her own judgements.

She made a silent vow to herself to not let that get her down, she could do this all on her own, she knew she could, all she had to do was prove it to the rest of the world.

Cake, she thought silently.

"Good afternoon, Sir." Greeted Carman as she opened the door and closed it swiftly behind her

"Miss Cortez, please take a seat." The new Director instructed, looking at the chairs in front of his desk.

Carmen took a seat and the new Director got straight down to business.

"Are you aware of a man named Charles Harrod?" he asked her directly

Carmen answered almost instantly, "Yes, he's an arms dealer."

"Correct," he applauded her, "He's been appearing more so on our radar for the last few weeks and we need to have him taken care of."

Carmen's eyebrows knitted together, where on earth was he going with this? She couldn't puzzle it all together.

What did this have to with the O.S.S? Wouldn't this type of case be handed over to the police or federal agents? This was more their type of gig.

"I'm not sure I completely understand, Sir." Admitted Carmen honestly

"You will have a week to get prepared, your mission will be to get close to Charles Harrod, get him to reveal his plans to you and then take him out." Explained the Director

"How much Intel do we have on him?" asked Carmen, she needed to know what she was getting in to.

"I have a group of specialists ready to brief you, we have various information pieces but you are the only agent with high enough clearance and experience. I need you to execute with any means necessary." Added the Director

"I understand." Confirmed Carmen

"The question remains, do you accept this mission?" he asked her, without her, this mission would fail.

"Yes, Sir, I do accept." She nodded

"Brilliant." Concluded the Director, offering a small smile in return for her acceptance, "You'll have a briefing in the morning, for now, go home and relax, you're going to need it."

"Thank-you, Director." She said as she got up and left the office, her mind in an array of thoughts.

What had she gotten herself into?

Charles Harrod was one of the most dangerous Arms Dealers in the United States of America, and obviously he was dangerous due to his occupation but he was known for killing without a second thought, he had been behind several mass murders, Carmen already knew this.

She had hacked in to the files a few days ago, she remembered reading some of the case files but the agents working on the cases had all been killed.

They of course were all male and Carmen just had a realisation, they were using her as a guinea pig as she remembered once more the words that the Director had used.

"I need you to execute with any means necessary."

What the hell had that meant? She hoped it did not mean what she was beginning to think it was meaning. Evidently, she did not question the Director right then and there in his own office; nobody questioned the Director, ever.

That was basic training and common knowledge.

Rolling her shoulders back into alignment, wincing as she heard them crack loudly, she knew it was time to head home.


Walking through the door of the apartment, she kicked off her shoes and left them at the door as her calf muscles were killing her, dumping her briefcase and bag next to it, ignoring the mess and clutter that she had just created.

Her brain was on auto-pilot, she was grateful that she was home but now, to be completely honest, she was not in the mood for any formalities.

Sleep would suffice.

She walked into the lounge room and found that no-one was in the room, the lights had been left on and so had the air-conditioning but at that particular moment, Carmen, could not have cared less as she flopped herself down on the sofa, closing her eyes and enjoying the peaceful sound of nothing.

She found herself drifting off to sleep to her body's joy.

She truly was exhausted, only she had no idea as to why.

Ten minutes later, Gary had emerged from the bathroom in just a towel, wrapped around his hips, he found his fiancé lying down as what could be described as 'dead to the world'; he couldn't help the smile that graced his lips.

He walked over carefully, stroking her hair, pressing a small kiss on her cheek; he bent down and picked her up bridal style, carrying her to the bedroom so that she didn't have to sleep on the couch and get a stiff and sore neck.


Carmen rolled over; the feeling of silk sheets wrapped around her gave her warmth, keeping her eyes closed for another brief moment, a soft groan escaped her as she stretched her arms over her head.

She felt her spine crack in a few places, giving some relief to her body.

"Good morning, sleepy head." Came the chuckle from beside her

Opening her eyes, she was greeted with the scattered rays of sunlight seeping through the curtains of their room.

"Morning." She said as she snuggled closer to Gary.

"How did you sleep?" he asked her, wrapping an arm around her

"Good," she yawned, "But I want to stay in bed all day."

This caused Gary to smile, she said this every morning and she would always get up regardless; he would never tire of hearing it.

"Yea h right." He muttered, this earned him a small smack on the arm

"I heard that." She whispered back as an afterthought

"You heading in today?" he asked, referring to the OSS Headquarters.

This caused Carmen's brain to go into slight overdrive as she thought about her undercover assignment.

Without batting an eyelid, she answered him.

"Sure am, just a bit of paperwork to fill out, pick up some things from Machete and it should all be done, and I'll have the rest of the afternoon off, fingers crossed." She lied with ease

"Okay," he nodded, "Hurry back." He winked

"Oh, I will." She promised and sealed the deal with a quick kiss.


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