Kelly Jones paced up and down the main reception at St Trinians. The spy couldn't keep still and had been doing this for over two hours, unwanted thoughts clouded her mind. Surely Becca would've come back now? Had something bad happened that was preventing the teenagers return? Was she lying in a hospital bed? As the irritating voice grew shouted her doubts, Kelly paced harder and faster. Another voice inside of Kelly's head began to fight back with her doubt. This mental argument was giving her a serious headache.

The spy refused to believe that anything bad had happened to her sister, she had no proof. The most likely reason for Becca taking so long would be because she was busy getting her gang to safety, Kelly was certain that was the reason. Becca Jones was too smart to go and get herself killed in some gang war. That knowledge didn't calm the building frustration, worry and anger that bubble inside of Kelly.

Annabelle sat patiently on one of the tatty sofas cradling baby Kelly. Unlike her friend she wasn't that concerned about Becca Jones, Belle trusted that the girl wouldn't go and get her self killed. The young Fritton knew that Becca would walk through the doors with a smirk on her face at any minute, Annabelle was right. All of a sudden the front doors, which groaned in protest, were thrown open. Kelly's and Annabelle's head whipped around to see a smirking Becca Jones. The teenager limped into the room and sat down beside Belle. "You!" Kelly yelled,

"If you're going to hit me please avoid the leg, I've only just got it patched up," Becca smiled,

"Why didn't you say anything?" Kelly yelled again, ignoring Becca's comment,

"I couldn't, I had to keep everything secret so Pomfrey would be in the dark. I couldn't tell you about Kelly because if word got out Pomfrey would come sniffing, I wanted to but I couldn't." Becca stated,

"You still could've let me in on your little plan,"

"I had to convince everyone that I was dead to take the heat off me, Pomfrey was catching up with our plans,"

"Where did you learn to act like that anyway?" Annabelle asked, she thought it was best to interrupt Kelly's rant,

"I didn't get kicked out of acting school without learning a thing or two," She grinned, Kelly rolled her eyes,

"You're an idiot," Kelly said with her famous glare, "You should've told us, we could've helped you know,"

"I know but this was a family thing Kelly,"

"St Trinians is family," Kelly replied icily, she was still annoyed at her sister,

"Which is why I didn't want to drag the girls into this mess," Kelly rolled her eyes and mumbled something under her breath,

"I'm sorry Kel," Becca whispered, only her elder sister could make her feel guilty. The spy felt her annoyance slip away, her sister was her weak spot. Sighing, Kelly made her way over to Becca and wrapped her in a bone crushing hug. The two sisters whispered in each others ears, words that would always remain between them. When Kelly pulled away Becca grinned, "There's only one thing left to do," Annabelle and Kelly raised an eyebrow as Becca pulled out her phone. The girl with the scar pressed a buttons and waited a minute. Kelly opened her mouth to question her sister, her mouth remained open when she turned to the open main doors. "Party time," Becca smirked,

"You kidnapped Blue?" Kelly said in disbelief,

"No, I hired them idiot,"

"Didn't they break up?" Annabelle asked, she acted as if the boy band weren't there,

"Yeah but they're back together and doing Euro Vision,"

"Oh."

The girls partied into the early hours of the morning, each of them sang along with the band. The Totties threw themselves at Lee Ryan's feet and even managed to get lucky in the early hours of the morning. When the girls woke up the next day they found a note and a missing Becca Jones.

Sorry.

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Rescue Me (JvJvJ Sequel)

Becca Jones smirked mockingly at the man who stood nervously before her, she loved the effect she had on these people. Everything about her screamed power, intelligence and authority. She was sat in a dark underground room, her feet resting on the table in front of her and her hands folded behind her head. Two armed men stood by her side, both of them ready to shoot should this man try anything funny. Becca enjoyed watching men like the one before squirm, she found it funny how a nineteen year old teenager could have this effect on men twice her age.

Peace, love, happiness.

Becca Kate