Just incase it wasn't changed yet...this fic is meant to be in the 'General' category. Very 
sorry for the mix up. Enjoy chapter 4



*****Chapter 4: Getting Out*****			






	The briefing room of the IEA-International Espionage Agency- was quiet. 
Everyone stayed to there own work. Ring...Ring...Ring. The chief (M) picked up 
the phone in his office.
	"Yes, Richard speaking. Yes. Yes. You did! No. No. I'll handle it 
personally."
	M hung up the phone. He pushed a button the left side of the phone box. 
"Miss Stratagias, can you please have my five best agents come in, immediately, 
yes. Thank you Miss Stratagias."
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	The five exotic sports cars sped into the underground garage at the 
agency. The purring engines of the Ferrari 360 Spider, Lamborghini Murchielago, 
Porsche Carrera GT, Chevrolet Corvette, and Chrysler ME Four-Twelve rumbled 
through the garage. They all stopped and the door opened in every which way. 
The Porsche Carrera GT, Corvette, 360 Spider, and the Chrysler ME Four-
Twelve's driver doors opened to the side, while the Lamborghini Murcielago's 
doors opened vertically. The fiver agents got out of their cars and shut the doors, 
walking towards the office.
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	"Ah, you made it, splendid, splendid. Please sit down." M said to the five, 
while making a hand gesture for them all to sit in the chairs around the long black 
table. "Now, how much do any of you know about the terrorist 'Matrix'?" 
	"Well, he is supposedly the one of the most wanted terrorists in the world. 
No one knows who he really is, on account of he erased or should I rather say, 
he burned off his fingerprints. Many have tried, but they cannot get any 
identification on him." one of the agents said.
	"Thank you Tracey." M said, "Anyone else know anything on 'Matrix'?"
	"He is a mastermind when it comes to computers. He uses computers to 
set targets, control his own satellites, and hack into any government agency or 
anywhere at all. Hence the name 'Matrix'."
	"Thank you for that briefing Agent Ketchum. "Now, Matrix had been 
training a young girl. We can identify her...but we...don't want to risk...her 
information getting out. We do know however, that she is presently 23 years old. 
Officers arrested her after herself, Matrix, and another unknown terrorist stole the 
new GT Precision Missile Guidance Chip. Matrix and the other terrorist got away. 
We don't know how she ended up where she did."
	"Where did she end up?" asked Tracey
	"In the...dumpster." M said giggling.
	"Now she is in the maximum security prison just a few miles away. Jessie, 
James, I would like if you two handled it."
	"Yes sir." said Jessie
	"The rest of you are dismissed until the girl arrives. At that time I'll call 
you."
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	Jessie and James pulled into the parking lot of the prison. A security guard 
came out to meet them.
	"Excuse me, can I help you?" asked the guard.
	"Yes, you can take us to see the terrorist you apprehended." James said 
sternly.
	"I'm sorry, but no one has clearance to her."
	"Well we were sent here by our agency."
	"What agency is that?"
	"IEA, national security. We were sent to get her and bring her back to 
question her." Jessie said looking at the guard through her sunglasses.
	"No, you can question her here!"
	"Ahhhhh, crap." Jessie mumbles
 Jessie reached into her jacket pocket. The security guard jumped back.
	"Put the gun down!"
	"What? I'm taking out my cell phone."
	She pulled it out and dialed a number. The phone rang four times.
	" How may I help you?" asked a faint voice on the other line.
	"Yes, this is Agent Jessie Spalding, I would like to speak to M."
	"Please hold Agent Spalding." said the voice on the other line
	"Trish Stratagias, how may I help you...Jessie?" 
	"Hi Trish, listen, things are getting complicated here, can I speak with M?"
	"Of course Jessie."
	"Yes Agent Spalding?" 
	"Yes, M, I'm having some trouble. We can't get into the prison. A security 
guard won't let us." she said looking into the sky.
	"Tell him to call the main office. I told them to expect two agents from 
IEA." 
	"OK, thank you, M. Yes. Good-bye." Jessie pushed the button on her 
phone and put it back in her jacket pocket. "Al right, he said he notified your main 
officers on these premises. Now will you please call in to ask them if they 
received such a call?"
	"Yes." he said walking to the front door. He pushed a button to start the 
intercom. He walked back to Jessie and James with his head down. "Very sorry. 
The main officer received the call. Please come with me."
	The security guard led them to the front door. He led them throughout the 
prison and to a steel door. He inserted his I.D. card. A green light flashed above 
the door. He opened the door. He continued leading them through the halls. As 
they walked past dozens of prisoner cells, many of the men reached out trying to 
grab Jessie and James. Many of them grabbed a hold on her long black coat, 
which hung down to her ankles. She simply kept walking, not looking at any of 
the prisoners. Again they came to a large steel door. Again the guard inserted his 
I.D. card. The door opened, but on the other side just a few feet ahead, was 
another large door. This door however had two card slots.
	"You said your boss called?" the guard asked Jessie.
	"Yes, why?" 
	"If he called, he should've told them that you needed to use your card."
	"I think he did."
	"Very well." said the guard.
	"Slide you card in the left slot at the same time I do, then type in your I.D. 
number on the pad as soon as the buttons unlock."
	Jessie took out her card. She slid it in. A keypad slid out of a square 
chamber above the slot. She typed in her number. The door slowly opened, 
making a loud thud sound. The three stood on the one side of the door until it 
was all the way up, and locked with another loud thud. They continued down the 
straight corridor.
	"There she is, last cell on the left." said the guard
	"Thank you" said James
	The two slowly walked over to the cell. They looked in and saw the girl 
sleeping there.
	"James, look who it is." Jessie said in a whisper.
	"Is that who I think it is?"
	"Yes. I know it is." she said sadly. "Hey Twerp!" she shouted, waking up 
the girl.
	The girl jumped up and kicked a high sidekick aimed right at Jessie. The 
kick was broken by the cell doors. Jessie stood there with her eyes wide open.
	"What are you doing here? I have nothing that Team Rocket would want. 
And NO, I'm not joining you." said the girl
	"Calm down, we aren't here as members of Team Rocket. We're here as 
secret agents. We've been sent to get you." James said
	"What agency? CIA, NSA?"
	"No, IEA. International Espi..."
	"Espionage Agency, yeah I know of it." said the girl.
	"Well, let's get you out of here. Don't worry, you will be safe." Jesse said 
chuckling. "Excuse me, can you let this young lady out." Jesse said kindly.
	"What? Oh, of course." said the guard
	The guard walked up to the cell and put the key in.
	"I'm really gonna miss you kid." said the guard opening the door.
	"Yeah, well, Murphy, I'm gonna miss you too." the girl hugged the guard. "I 
had lots of fun talking about R.A.W. with you."
	"Well, here. I'll give you this."
	The guard reached behind his neck. He undid a clipping behind his neck 
and pulled out a cross pediment. He put it around the girl's neck. "You look great 
with that on."
	"Thank you. Thank you so much for the HBK necklace. I can't believe you 
knew I wanted it." said the girl giggling.
	"I know how much you love Shawn Michaels." 
	"I will never forget you Murphy."
	"Hey Misty. Give Matrix a Sweet Chin Music for me." Said Crystal
	"I will, and I'll say hi to Jade for you if I see her again."
	"Thanks Misty." Said Crystal as the two hugged with t he cell door 
between them.
	Jessie and James escorted her out of the prison. They led her outside and 
into the parking lot.
	"I can't believe you watch that same show as Tracey." James said
	"You mean R.A.W."
	"Yes, wrestling, it is so stupid." James said
	"Whatever." saidMisty. "Listen, can you take these cuffs off?" asked Misty
	"Sorry twerp can't. Orders from the boss." said Jesse "James, I'll take her 
in my car."
	"Which car is yours?"
	Jesse led Misty to a red Ferrari 360 Spider. She opened the door and sat 
her in. She locked the door and then closed it. Jessie went in on the other side. 
She started up the car and drove off, followed by James in his Chrysler ME Four-
Twelve.
	
	
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