Hello again. This took longer than anticipated, but it's here now! It's a bit longer than my short chapters I've been posting, so here you are. Sorry for the cliffhanger, once again. And please enjoy and review! Have a great day!

I tried to listen to the rest of their conversation, but once it shifted towards their NCAA brackets, I started to doze off. I don't know if I fell asleep or if I was drowsy from the drugs, but whatever the case was, I was out of commission.

I awoke a bit later when sunlight was streaming into the truck. Well, diluted light through that dumb bag. I didn't know if it was my breath that smelled bad or if it was the bag. I really needed some mints after today. I heard my fellow spies groan as they were waking from the drugs.

"Where are we?" Mike asked groggily.

"SPYDER headquarters. And a new one, not the one Ben blew up." I heard Audrey hop out of the truck.

I felt a rough, calloused hand grab me by shoulder and yank me out of the truck. With fresh air, I sucked up as much as I could and as I hit the ground, my knees buckled. My knees only buckle after sitting for at least five hours, so we were driving for at least that time.

I heard thuds as my friends were getting shoved out of the truck.

"Can you please take this stupid bag off my face?" I pleaded to whoever was listening, "I can't breathe!" I heard some hurried whispers and I felt a hand grasp the top of the bag and pull it off. Sunlight flooded my vision and for a moment I was blinded by the light.

I saw guards with giant guns standing everywhere. We seemed to be at some type of plane hanger by the lines on the ground, but there wasn't a plane in sight. There were black SUV's surrounding our truck and a wire fence with barbed wire around the airfield. In the distance, I saw a cluster of buildings, looking like a military base. It didn't seem like something that SPYDER would opt for, but I was impressed they could pick themselves up so quickly after their pitfall. But then I saw a sign that was covered in spray paint. It was black, but I could make out 'US Air Force' on it. So they hadn't built this complex. They commanded it from an abandoned Air Force base. That makes a lot more sense and was kind of genus. All of the armed forces don't have constant contact with each other so I bet that most people don't know this base is abandoned. They could even probably smuggle planes or missiles into the base and barely anyone would raise an eyebrow. Still, seemed kinda swanky for SPYDER.

I saw all my fellow spies looking at the surrounding area as well. It was in the desert as well so mostly barren wasteland with no town in sight. We looked at one another with raised eyebrows and confused faces. Zoe mouthed to me 'what is this place?' I tried to gesture to the blacked-out poster with my handcuffed hands, but ended up gesturing with my head. She followed my head and noticed the sign. Her eyes widened and she nodded in understanding.

Guards herded up my friends in a giant group, but one guard grabbed my forearm and pulled me in another direction.

"You're going over here." The guard snarled in my ear as he pulled me towards the cluster of buildings.

"What? Why?" I quipped.

"Your friends will be fine, I think. You, however, have information we need. Information about a certain folder."

"Yeah, well, I have no clue about any folder." I lied.

"Ha! Yeah right!" He stopped walking to talk to a gate agent.

I saw Audrey approaching me. This is the first time we've been alone since the whole betrayal. I still can't believe that she would do that. It seemed like she is two different people.

"Hi." I say tentatively.

"Hey." She nodded towards me, a little suspicious.

"So are we going to talk about it?" I asked bravely.

"What?"

"The elephant in the room." I said.

"What elephant?" then she sighed, "I don't owe you any explanation but I guess I'll tell you some things."

"Okay." I was willing to take whatever she would give me.

"This is all going to be common knowledge, so I'll tell you personally. Ben, I never disliked you. I never meant to hurt you. This is strictly business, so I did what I had to do. I really liked you and Zoe. That part I wasn't faking. If I was a regular recruit, I would love hanging with your group. You're all so cute, small and sweet kids. But I knew from the start I was assigned to get close to you and I thought I'd hate you from the stories I heard. SPYDER just hates you from the times you stopped their plans. I honestly think you're smarter you give yourself credit for. That's partly because you compare yourself to my sister. Anyone next to her is disappointing."

"Except you." I muttered.

I wasn't intending for her to hear me, but she did and laughed. Not the malicious laugh I was used to hearing lately, but the nice, sweet laugh I used to hear before I knew she was evil.

"I guess so. But still, I am sorry about all of this. Guess it takes a Hale to take out a Hale. Erica probably won't be stopping us and without you, she's nothing, but she'll never admit it. You're getting interrogated for that folder you have and if you give it up we won't have an issue. We just need it and we won't have to kill you. Probably." She muttered that last part under her breath, "But I won't like it if we have to."

The gate agent waved Audrey over.

She glanced over, "Sorry Ben, gotta go. We'll run into each other sometime. In the meanwhile, if you have an issue, talk to me and I can see what I can do. Even though you're technically the enemy, I still think you're too sweet and naive for this line of business. Catch you later." She smiled and walked off.

"You'll probably see me at my execution day." I grumbled. She pretended she didn't hear me, but I know she did.

But as she walked away, I couldn't help but thinking 'Damn, she has the prettiest eyes.'

XXX

The guard finished his conversation and started to lug me off again. But the whole time, I was thinking.

'Ben, don't fall for her. You don't like her; she's the enemy. You have a crush on Erica, not Audrey.'

My mind was racing the entire time. As much as I want to deny it, I still have some feelings for Audrey, despite what she did. But it's super weird and kinda creepy that I like both Audrey and Erica and they're sisters. But, damn, Audrey was smoking. And so is Erica.

Finally, we reached a large building. The guard inserted his card and we walked inside the building. It had gross, damp floors and it was all concrete. I gathered that this must be the place where they kept enemies when it was an Air Force base because there were signs on the walls that said 'Cell 1-14 ←' and 'Cell 14-30 →' SPYDER also must be storing their enemies and hostages in here.

But to my surprise, they didn't take me to any cell. Instead, they led me towards an unmarked room. Two guards stood in front of the door and upon seeing me, they let us in.

It was a stereotypical interrogation room with the iron table, two iron chairs and concrete walls. The only thing missing is the one-way mirror. So I guess the movies got it mostly right.

I was honestly terrified. Spy School had a class called 'Intro to Interrogations' but it was mostly 'how to not get caught to be interrogated', so that didn't help very much. I knew SPYDER wasn't going to take it easy on me, given I thwarted their plans four times, so I was in for a long haul. Plus, I had no clue about where or what was in the folder. All I knew was that Erica had it. But, according to Audrey, she and the rest of SPYDER think I have it, so they'll probably not believe me when I say I don't have it. I don't know what to do.

The guard sat me in the iron chair and cuffed my hands behind me to the chair. He also cuffed my ankles to the legs of the chair. I can't believe they would honestly think I could or would try to escape. I'm too chicken to try and I have no experience getting out of handcuffs.

As the guard was leaving, he sneered, "Someone will be in here shortly. And good luck, son. She's tougher than nails. She'll get you to admit every bad thing you've done in your short, sorry life. You're lucky to make it out alive."

Oh that's much better. They're going to torture the answers out of me. He closed the door and I waited. And waited. And waited. And waited even longer. It could have been only ten minutes, but it felt like hours. Or maybe it could have been hours.

After a loooong time of waiting, the door finally opened. I saw a messy mop of brown hair and a boy holding some papers. I recognized that boy. Murray Hill.

XXX

I couldn't contain my shock. It wasn't a her, it was a him. I didn't know him to do interrogations. Maybe I was a special case. Maybe he wanted revenge on me. I had no clue.
He had gotten taller then I last saw him as the assistant of that military dude. His once military haircut went back to the messy curls. And I think he put on another twenty pounds. Must be all that bacon. He grinned at me.

"Ben! Looking good, my friend. Been a while, hasn't it?" He smiled at me like we were old friends.

"Only two months." I growl.

"Really? I could have sworn it was longer. That's long for us, huh? Are you here to try to thwart SPYDER's plans?" He took a seat in the other iron chair and set his papers on the table.

I tried to conceal my confusion, "SPYDER has a plan going on right now?"

Murray realized he gave away something he shouldn't, "What? No! Haha, just kidding! It's a rebuilding year." He searched for a save face.

So not only do I have to get out of here, I have to thwart SPYDER. Again.

"Anyway, I'm glad to see you. I know you're supposed to see SPYDER's newest and best interrogator and I assure you, she's coming. But for now, you get me! I'm not here to ask questions or anything, I just wanna let you know what you're being questioned for and go over some legal mumbo-jimbo. But I just really want to ask: How are you?"

"Good." I reply simply, not sure where this conversation is going.

"Great!" I could tell he didn't believe me, but he pressed forward, "As you may or may not know, SPYDER needs information on a certain folder you currently have position of. You may not have it on you, but we need location and what you read or didn't read. What papers you went through or didn't go through. What you know or don't know. Simple, really. Just give us what we need to know and we won't have to torture you." Murray smiled again. It was getting on my nerves.

"I don't know anything about any folder. Is it the one the principal was missing and announced to the whole school?" I ask. I wasn't going to give any information to Murray, yet.

"I'm asking the questions here, Mister. Maybe, maybe not." Murray has seen way too many cop and spy movies, "At any rate, I'm not supposed to ask any of the questions, but we're old friends. I'll take it easy on you. If you tell me everything you know about the folder, you won't even have to meet the new interrogator. I'll take everything to the higher ups and we'll be done."

"No." I snap. I don't want any favors from Murray.

"No?" He shook his head sadly, "It's always gotta be the hard way for you, huh? Well then, I need you to sign these papers that say you won't press charges for what happens in here, you won't tell anyone about it and you won't demand for us to pay for any damage to your persons in here. We normally don't do this, but it makes it a whole lot smoother for us."

SPYDER thinks I'll demand an evil insurance number for 'damages on my persons'? That's new and kind of humorous if it wasn't so dark. No way I'll sign those papers. So I told Murray.

"No way I'll sign these papers." I say.

Murray looked disappointed, "Your pride's always got to get in the way. Anyhow, it doesn't matter if you agree to or not. The interrogator will make you sign them. In fact," he paused, "she's here."

Just as he finished that sentence, the door swung open. 'The interrogator' walked in. To my surprise, she was a teenager, or maybe early twenties. And hot. Does SPYDER only hire cute or hot teenagers to work for them?

She was about 5'8 and had dark brown hair. Her flawless skin shined in the poor light. She had full lips and a perfectly shaped nose. But her eyes were her most outstanding feature. They were sea green and was intently staring at me with a look that says, 'I could murder you with my pinky finger.'

"She's here." Murray smirked.

"Move. Let me sit." The girl said. Her voice had a slight British accent. Not the voice I'd expect from a world-class interrogator. Murray obediently got up.

I was staring at her with what I hope was hate, not gaping at her, thinking she was pretty. I think it is even scarier being hot and badass. She didn't look particularly evil, except that gaze. That gaze will haunt me in my nightmares. It was ice cold.

The interrogator was looking at me with an intense, but also amused expression. Something was familiar in that look, but I couldn't put my finger on it.

"So, Mr. Ripley," She started and was about to continue when I jumped in my chair a little from realization. She smirked and gave another amused expression.

Something was familiar in that voice, gaze, but most importantly smell. It smelled like lilac and gunpowder.

In case you have forgotten, this takes place between Spy School Secret Service and Spy School Goes South so nothing in SSGS is in here. There's your reminder and I hope you enjoyed the chapter! PS: Did anyone notice some Incredibles 2 lines in there? That movie was SO GOOD!