Previously in International Agents:

When I awoke I found a bag of cold chips on my lap. I yawned and felt a hand on my back. I looked up to see Adrijan had fallen fast asleep, he look so cute when he was asleep. His black hair had fallen in front of his eyes as he breathed heavily. I slowly got up and walked to the front of the bus to stretch my legs. It was dark outside and the motorway was illuminated by the street lights.

Everyone else was asleep apart from the bus driver who gave me a small nod as I approached the front of the bus.

I turned around and walked back to my seat. I sat down and ate the chips ,they really weren't the best, they were soggy and drenched with oil.

I yawned and felt Adrijan wrap his arm around me, I felt safe. I closed my eyes and let his breath tingle my ear.

Suddenly the bus swerved and I was flung off of my seat.

There was a loud crash and everything went black.

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**This chapter changes POVs**

Elizabeth's POV

I awoke very abruptly, recounting the events that just happened. I should be dead, we should all be.

I looked at my surroundings, A plain looking bedroom with my suitcase neatly placed in the corner. I got up and rushed over to the mirror. The bruise from the day before had completely disappeared and my legs looked fine. I was wearing a light nightgown and a robe.

Was yesterday all a dream? Have I been kidnapped? Am I dead?

I shook my head, I couldn't possibly be dead, This felt all to real.

I tied my robe around me tightly and found my hiking boots and laced them up quickly. I opened the door of the room and stepped out, trying not to make a sound. I tiptoed out into the corridor and walked down the hallway trying to look for some sort of life.

I was in no way prepared to kick someone's ass if I had to as I was wearing a dressing gown and had absolutely no weapon. The boots only protected my feet, if only I....

I reached into the side of my left boot and pulled out a knife from inside a fold of fabric. Becky is a god-damn genius!

I suddenly froze hearing voices coming my way. I looked up an saw a few pipes tucked away into the corner of the celling. I jumped as hard as I could and managed to grab one of the pipes. I pulled myself up in just enough time to see two men walking down the corridor and through a set of double doors.

I waited a few moments and jumped down. I swiftly followed them and came to a dead end. It was as if they had disappeared into thin air. I placed my hand against the wall trying to find any trace of a hidden door, Nothing, completely nothing.

"Hey! What are you doing!"

I turned around to see a man running towards me

I grabbed my knife and sliced a huge chunk of his flesh off his arm as he tried to grab me. He yelled out in pain and stumbled against the wall. I charged for him kicking his chest with all my might. We crashed straight through the wall.

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Pepe's POV:

"So you almost drowned eh Pepe?" asked Giordano Cattaneo, the leader of this training facility in Selvetta.

"I did, but it was the fine agents from MI5 who saved my life." I replied, grateful that I was still alive.

Suddenly there was a deafening crash and a man came flying through the wall and broke one of the bookcases.

"What is the meaning of this?" Boomed Giordano. he was now standing up with his fist against the table.

Out of nowhere, through the debris of the door came Elizabeth. Why am I not surprised?

"Pepe? What are you doing here?" She questioned, knife in hand.

"You know her?" Asked Giordano as he helped the man to his feet and sent him out of the room.

"This is Agent Elizabeth Hartland, Liz this is Giordano Cattaneo. Elizabeth...Why did you kick him through the door? Just why?" I asked placing my hand to my forehead.

"He tried to attack me so I kicked him through the door." she said calmly.

Giordano walked over too her and inspected her closely, too closely, like he was looking for something.

"You look to be about 5.2", about size 8 in English size yes?"

"Well that's a bit personal don't you think Comandante?

"She even speaks my language, how about that?" he stated sarcastically

"Giordano, what has this got to do with anything?" I was started to get a bit impatient with his questions, this has nothing to do with anything. I was starting to feel bad for Elizabeth, especially seeing what she was wearing.

"You see Pepe, I am struggling to see how Elisabetta could beat my strongest guard since he is about doppio her size and strength." He continued to circle her like a hawk catching it's prey.

"Well Comandante, I am very well trained." Stated Elizabeth, clearly fed up.

"Giordano, Pepe, Elizabeth?" What is going on here?" commanded a familiar voice.

"James, Nothing, They were just leaving." smirked Giordano

"And the door?"

"just a little repair work Amico Mio" He stated, blank faced.

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Elizabeth's POV:

We said our goodnights and Pepe went back to his room.

James walked me back to my room but there was something different about him. He wasn't his normal self, His hair was dishevelled and his shirt slightly unbuttoned.

"So, how are you and Becky?" I asked

He almost choked on his own saliva and he brushed his hair back with his hand.

"Becky, we are fine, yes, nothing to worry about." He said it quickly, like he was hiding something.

"Say James, You don't happen to know where Becky is do you?" I said batting my eyelids.

He tensed up and started walking faster.

"In my room" he stated through gritted teeth. I let out a small giggle and he eyed me suspiciously.

We finally reached my room.

"Oh and James, What is that red thing on your neck?"

He blushed so much that he looked like a blobby Tomato.

"Well goodnight Liz. Breakfast is at 7.00 sharp. ok bye." and with that he was gone.

I laughed to myself, well I hope he has fun.

I walked into my room and searched for the sweater I had been wearing. Once I found it I pulled out my phone and placed it on my bed. I walked to the sink and washed off the knife putting it back into my boots and putting them back in my suitcase.

I hopped into bed and turned on my phone and went onto google.

About 444,000 Results?

This was going to be a long night.

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**Third chapter in a day! I hope this makes up for my lack of inactivity**

**Next update will probably be tomorrow**