No One's POV

"And the Princess lived happily ever after. The End." Douglas finishes. Then, like last time, Bree looks as if she saw a ghost, but says, "Read it again! Read it again!" nearly bouncing off the bed.

"Bree I read it three times." he said.

"I know, cause it's so awesome!" she said with glee.

"Come on, go to bed." he said. He pulled the blanket back and she climbed into her bed. While Douglas was putting the book up on the bookshelf, Bree asked like she did every night, "When will mom come back?" and every night, the response was, "I don't know, but we'll see.", and answered it with no problem.

The next day, her dad always helped her get ready for school. She went to a small school, not far from where she lived and cached the bus there. There were 6 to 12 people that would be in her classroom. Bree loved school very much and tried hard not to show her bionics. As a 6 year old, she was doing well at keeping a secret.

And at home, she trains a lot. Bree will never give up to get a fight move down or how to use her bionics right. After she trained, she would go in her room and play the violin.

And as much as she loved the violin, she loved her dad also. And wherever her mom is, she'd sure she'll love her too.

Her dad went to kiss her on the head goodnight, and shut the lights out. Bree drift to sleep.

Mickalah's POV

I backed up out the driveway with my yellow car. Today I can dress out of my uniform, since we're only going to be practicing today. I worked as a spy at the WSI (The Water Views Spy Industries). From years of experience, I've spied on a lot of people like The Water Views County Police, The Sweethearts City Police, The Teen Titans, random people, The L.O.S.E.R.S., TMNT, McDonalds, and more people that sound ridiculous!

"Good Morning Ms. Prettis." I said. She says good morning back sitting at the front desk. I opened the door to go to the elevator hall. This building is only one story, but it's pretty big. So instead of the elevator going up and down, it goes left and right.

I got off at hall 69, and walked to my small room (which will one day be turned into an office), unlocked it, and went in. I clocked myself in on the machine on my wall next to the light switch. I set my bags down on the light green chair at my computer. My room looked like a bedroom (well because of the bed and the draws at the end of the room. It's kind of like a college campus room, but bigger.) The only reason we all have beds because off lockdowns if someone ever discovered us. Which is rare, because we do a pretty good job. On my desk was a vase of flowers from when I was promoted and got an award, and the award was on my wall at home. Next to the flowers was a telephone for when they would need me somewhere. And last but not least, a pitcher of my love ones. Then I speed walked out the room.

I had to go right back on the elevator to hall 32B, which is not just any hall, because in the hallway is an unlabeled door and thats were we all go and train, work, and get ready for missions. The doors were opened, which means that I wasn't late. When I walk in, I see my older brother, and my three friends, Englesha, Melbie, and Karage. Everyone was moving place to place. Talking, collecting files, finishing up paper work. But there is really nothing to do when you get here, but just wait for Ms. Commer. Ms. Commer (our boss) walked in the room and close the doors and locked them. Then she went to go get a microphone from the closet. And even though she had a microphone, she yelled, "Everyone, freeze!", and time in the room practically stopped.

"I want everybody's undivided attention. Today is not the day that you think it is. We have a big problem. And not an Ariana Grande problem. We have to train our hearts out today and tomorrow, because there is trouble in Illinois. And not the Taylor Swift trouble, okay. So now I'm going to need you all to go back to your rooms and suit up. NOW!" Everyone almost ran out the room. We've been through missions like these. Getting ready for them, eh. But going on them is where all the fun and the acting comes in. But that goes for any other mission too.

I entered my room. I opened my draw, pull out my black silky stretchable suit and put it on. On my laptop, it blinked that I got an email. Without opening it, I deleted it. One day I will get in touch with him, but now I was still mad at him.

Then, someone knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

"Andrew."

It was my brother. Since I was ready, I stepped out the room and invited him to walk with me.

"So has he ever even called or texted you?

"I don't want to talk about it, Andrew."

"But Mickalah, it's been too long, and you can't be mad at him forever."

"Yeah I can." Then he gave me a look that said 'get real'."I know. He might be ready for my but I'm not ready for him.

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"Andrew, even if I go back, what about my job, and other things. I can't just . . . LEAVE. And I love my job.

"But do you love him?"

I pretended that I didn't hear him and said, "What?"

"If Femely needed me, I would take her over my job. Just saying." We approached the door and he went in. I rolled my eyes and followed.