This takes place after Ghost Protocal, about 2 years I want to say. I have no absolute time frame, so please, bear with me. This will be a William Brandt X OC story, but not for a while. There will be a little flirting in the beginning, then things get serious. OKAY, enough blabbering, I'll let you read the story now.

(Taken from the end of Ghost Protocal)

"How do you know, was there a body?" Ethan Hunt asked Brandt. "No, but-" he felt guilty for not warning him or his wife when he could. She had died because of him, he hadn't warned them, he could have but didn't.

(Skips 2 years)

"Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to go to Iceland and intercept a package. In it is information on all agents in IMF and our opposing countries. The package is being carried by a female by the codename, Phoenix. Intel tells us she will be in a party held by this man." A picture of a wanted man in America showed up, "He has planned and executed over 20 bombing on the U.S. alone. 'Phoenix', said by intel, is going to be in a black dress with black heels. No one, no country has a picture of her, so you must go off of instinct. It is believed that she has a scar on her ankle. Find her and retrieve the information before she sells it to the host. To be most efficient, we have chosen your team for you. Benji Dunn, Jane Carter, and William Brandt. Meet them at 2300 hours at a coffee shop called Martin's coffee shop."

Ethan go off a bus in front of Martin's and glanced around. Martin's was an okay looking coffee shop, not to fancy, but not an old run down place either. Benji was sitting and talking with Carter, but Ethan couldn't see Brandt. He walked in and glanced around, sat with the two and asked, "Where's Brandt?" Benji scratched his head, "Last time he spoke with us, he said he'd be about an hour. That was 6 hours ago. We looked for him, but nothing." Brandt walked in, sunglasses on covering his eyes.

"Where have you been?" Ethan glanced at him. Brandt didn't respond, just looked at the table, and kept from letting anyone see his eyes. "Brandt?" He seemed to be in his own world because when Benji poked him, Will jumped about a foot. He glared at Benji from behind his sunglasses. "Why are you wearing those?" Benji ripped them away from Brandt.

Brandt's eyes were slightly red, like he had cried in the past hour. His eyes were watery, his nose red, and not from the cold. "Brandt, you okay?" Brandt snatched his sunglasses from Benji and put them back on, "I'm fine, just hurry up and tell me why I'm here." Ethan looked at them, "We have a job, the details should best be discussed in private."

When they arrived at the place where they would come up with a plan for getting the information, Ethan explained everything. Brandt was hardly paying attention. "So, when we arrive at the party, alone as not to rise suspicion, we'll have to work fast. Find the girl, we find the information. Benji, you'll be in a truck out back, we'll have to make a quick get-away. Carter, you'll distract Phoenix's clients, I'll be nearby incase you need help. Brandt, you'll find 'Phoenix' and get the information from her. Everyone understand?" Brandt nodded absently.

"Brandt? Are you okay?" Carter leaned toward him. Brandt was looking out the window, "I'm fine." He stood and walked to one of the rooms.

"I don't think he's telling us everything. Something's off, I just don't know what." Ethan nodded, agreeing with Carter.