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Tom:
Tom Milsom was sitting in a blue velvet chair. He was an intimidating figure all in black. His mind was running in frightening circles as he stroked the soft fabric. 'Blue was such a comforting color just like Charlie's eyes,' with the thought of Charlie Tom's hands twitched ripping off small fibers of velvet. How could stupid, cocky Alex Day have stolen his perfect Charlie? How could Charlie not have noticed Tom's love for him? How could he not have noticed that Tom had written Indigo and even dyed his hair the same color as his beautiful eyes for him? Yet Charlie had chosen Alex and rebellion.
A perfect voice floated through Tom's head, 'Why don't you see I'd trade in the world for you?' In Tom's mind Alex's voice crooned to Charlie. Tom stiffened and screamed, "GET OUT OF MY HEAD ALEX DAY!"
The man next to Tom jumped, "Tom, are you alright?"
"Yes," said Tom tightly. He clenched his teeth so the man next to him could not see the strain he was under. How dare Alex sing in his head? Tom could think of only one solution Alex would pay.
Michael Aranda patted Tom's arm and said, "I'd better get back before they suspect." Tom nodded, grateful his spymaster was leaving.
Suddenly a guard ran into the room and said in a shaking voice, "We have Alex Day, sir." There was a pause broken only by Tom's rapid breathing.
"Yes," Tom hissed ripping the arm of the cushions the rest of the way off, standing up, and leaving the room.

Charlie:
Charlie sat down at his seat in the council room waiting for the others to show up. As much as Charlie liked meetings this one made him nervous. Charlie was usually quiet because Alex had a simple way of reading his mind so that he never had to say anything. But today…no he'd have to be strong for Alex. Charlie had resolved last night that he would do anything to get Alex back in his arms and to tell him that he felt the same…
The night before had been awful. Charlie had spread the news and handed the code to Hank who would finish the mission Alex had di…no…gotten captured for. Then he had spent the rest of the night in a silent, tearless vigil. They had called John, who was in the US gathering support, saying there would be a meeting in the morning. John would be logging onto video chat in a few minutes so Charlie told himself to pull it together.
At that moment Hank walked into the room carrying a stack of laptops his glasses slightly askew followed by Edd and Liam. Edd clapped Charlie on the shoulder before taking his place at the table, Liam gave him a hug, and Hank shot a sad smile in his direction.
Then there was a whirring as the screen came to life as John Green's face appeared, "Hello. Today's meeting comes in four parts," he joked, "Where's Michael?" At that moment the American's face appeared at the doorway, "Sorry I'm late. Did I miss anything?" "Only John making jokes about the old days," chirped Liam making room for Michael.
"So like I was saying here's the to do list. Number 1: Get Youtube back up. Hank?" Hank nodded, "I'm almost done thanks to Alex…I'll need you all to re-instate your profiles later. And maybe we could all do a video together?" John continued, "Number 2: We need to find Alex. Volunteers?" Charlie took a deep breath, this was it, and raised his hand, which was followed by Liam's. "Good. Number 3: We need to find out who leaked the information of Alex's mission." John took a deep breath before continuing, "Number 4: We need to do something about Tom…" There was a dead silence. Michael spoke up, "Are you suggesting killing him? We are not the mafia."
"We have to do something Tom clearly has no intention of talking with us. So?" John reasoned. Then there was the sound of a throat clearing as Edd raised a shaking hand, "I-I'll figure it out. I know him best." The silence was complete as death as everyone contemplated their missions.

Michael:
After the meeting Michael left to find a quiet spot. He was shaking and his palms were sweating. Had John looked at him when he mentioned the traitor? Had they found out? Maybe it would be better to tell them…no Charlie would kill him. Michael let a tear fall down his face. He was in to deep. He could see no way out.

Edd:
Edd also sat alone and cried, but for a very different set of reasons. Edd couldn't believe he had just offered to murder his best friend, the man he loved like a brother. "No, Edd stop thinking about it that way," he said to himself, "It's not a murder maybe we can work it out. Tom can just go to prison..."
"Why Tom?" he whispered, "Why have you done this to me?"