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For All I’m Worth, The Key to Life on Earth

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“So, is everybody clear on what they need to do?” Boz said, head still pounding a little and vision slightly blurry.

Jane had managed to explain to her why she had such a bad hangover, and as predicted she had chased Sabina around the outpost groggily, threatening to put her on house arrest if it happened again before a mission.

So once that had been figured out and everyone was looking a little more alive, Boz and Elena having been fixed up by one of Saint’s hangover remedies. He hadn’t even bothered to offer Sabina one, she always turned them down and preferred to sort it out in her own strange ways.

They had taken up their usual spots in the briefing room, Saint in the kitchen cooking up their post-mission dinner for when they got back. Despite being a recognised member of the Agency he didn’t have Bosley or even Angel level clearance, so he was usually only given need-to-know details. Like exactly how Sabina had ended up in the hospital this time.

They were going to be infiltrating a party celebrating a huge donation to the local art museum, which was only a few minutes away from the outpost.

The Agency had suspected something shady had been going on there for a while, but when Manager of the museum, Vincent Smith, had been receiving large amounts of money into his account causing his bank to tip off authorities, they had to step in.

All they had to do was get access to a file which would hopefully tell them exactly where he was getting his extra riches from, as well as anybody he might be in business to.

“Yeah. Will Elena come in with us?” Jane asked as she scanned over the notes one more time.

“Up to you. I’d rather her be in the van but-“

“I’ll go in. There’s a back entrance that leads straight to Smith’s office so I can set up camp in there and wait for Jane and Sabina to join me. It means a quicker job, I won’t have to hack through his security systems. Just download it to a USB” Elena interjected confidently, absolutely positive that she was ready for this. She wanted to prove to Jane and Sabina that she could handle herself now and didn’t need to be the deadweight.

Sabina nodded her head and thought it through, the plan seemed to work. But she had learnt the hard way that plans don’t always go perfectly, and one small slip up can lead to a catastrophe.

She snapped out of her trance and got up out of her chair, walking over to Elena and planting a small kiss on her cheek.

“You’re cute when you’re being all confident” she stated simply before turning to Bosley and Jane like nothing had happened, and rambling on about the unimportant specifics of the mission. Such as if there was an open bar. Elena swore that Sabina thought she was in a spy film sometimes, and she couldn’t blame her. They were as close to James Bond as you could get.

Her cheeks turned bright red as she watched Sabina go on about free shots, and mumbled a small and unheard “Thanks” before closing down her laptop and heading down to the armoury. She had less than no clue what just happened but she thought it was pretty damn great.

As she surveyed the vast selection of weapons and firearms they just kept in their basement, Elena thought about how crazy this all was. Less than six months before she had been bumbling around a lab, obsessing over what was essentially a killer Alexa on steroids. She had changed as person, and couldn’t imagine her life without the Agency and Jane and Sabina.

She realised she had been staring at a tranq gun for five minutes when Sabina’s hand waved in front of her face.

“Come on we got work to do!” Sabina laughed as she moved over to the wardrobe, no doubt picking out a perfectly crafted outfit sure to blend in yet stand out when she wanted it to.

Jane was making bedroom eyes at Saint’s new rifle scopes, which left Elena to the non-lethal weapons. She didn’t like the thought of someone not waking up after running in to her, so she preferred to let them take a lengthy nap.

Saint joined them soon after, and he helped them go over what would be needed for the mission.

The party didn’t start until eight and they were hardly going to be queuing to get in first. So the team were relaxing in the living room, the tv (playing Family Guy, per Sabina’s request) turned all the way down as they made conversation.

“Sabina, you know who you’re looking for right?” Bosley was quizzing them, trying to kill time and lower the pre-mission adrenaline that was no doubt coursing through their veins.

“Jake Lee. Manager of all of the museum’s sales, if Vinnie’s money has anything to do with the gallery then he should know about it. Unless he doesn’t then that’s a bit crap” Sabina replied, taking a sip of cola through a straw like a small child.

“Did you just call him Vinnie?” Jane asked in disbelief.

“Yeah,” Sabina answered with a shrug of her shoulders, like this was completely normal, “Vincent is so formal, and he sounds like a big teddy bear really. So Vinnie”

Elena giggled into Sabina’s shoulder as Jane rolled her eyes, announcing that she needed a cup of tea.

They left the outpost just before ten, hoping that their target would be drunk enough to spill some useful information. Jane would take out the security guards and meet Elena in ‘Vinnie’s’ office (Sabina insisted on the nickname, and Jane was coming around). Once Sabina had got everything out of Lee, she would join them and they could walk out like nothing happened. Textbook mission, easy stuff.

That’s what Sabina hoped, all other thoughts in her head clearing, the mission being her only focus. She couldn’t let herself get distracted and get Jane or Elena hurt in the process. She couldn’t let them down. And that was the one thing on her mind as they slipped into usual mission banter, hiding her worry behind a playful smile and a sarcastic comment.

“Let’s do this”