Undercover

"Huh?" Alec is brought from his wandering train of thought as Ryan speaks to him. "Oh... yeah... yeah, everything's fine."

His head falls back to resting against the window as he tries to figure out what he was feeling. It wasn't something he recognized. Ever since he started seeing Ryan, he'd encountered all sorts of feelings that seemed foreign to him... or at least that had been buried under a callous surface.

Watching the scenery zoom by, not even the speed seemed to thrill him today. He hadn't heard everything Ryan had talked about either, though he wasn't about to tell her that.

"I guess... it never bothered me... killing a man... until yesterday."

He hadn't told Ryan about what had happened at Destiny's apartment. As far as she knew, Reese was just being stubborn and hadn't let Alec out last night.

Turning his head, Alec manages a crooked grin. "Yeah... had a good ol' showdown yesterday at this girl's house - apparently she's got the Agency after her. And I... shot a guy I actually worked with once." He points an imaginary gun at the dashboard and fires. "First time I ever questioned myself after a kill."


Chance is about to come back with an argument about accusations and respect when Destiny seems to drop the whole thing, taking his arm and starting for the building.

"Bu- wha- you...." Smirking a little, Chance shakes his head and follows along with her. "You're something else, you know that?"

Glancing both ways, he lets her take the lead into the building. "And I'm the one that wound up with you."

The visit takes a little while, and Chance keeps a close eye on everything, not minding having to wait for Destiny. It gave him some time to think, and by the time they were back in the car, he'd become a little quieter than normal. Avoiding too much conversation, he asks the way to the grocery store since Reese hadn't called him back in. This was his assignment, and he'd take the initiative to get things rolling. They needed to get moved into the safe house, and he wanted to get Destiny settled as soon as possible so she at least had some stability.

Parking in the lot of the grocery store, Chance shuts off the engine and unbuckles his seatbelt, but doesn't yet move to exit. Pulling the keys off, he looks at them for a moment before glancing to Destiny. "Hey... hang on a sec, okay? I want to apologize about... well, about earlier. I, um... I was embarrassed you were too quick for me. Saw right through me." He gives her a brief, sheepish grin. "Uh, so yeah. It wasn't a salesman that I talked to on the phone, and you had every right to call me on that."

Pursing his lips, he thinks for a moment, fiddling with the car keys. "I...I want to tell you about me because I want you to trust me. But it's big for me because that means I gotta trust you with something awfully important too." Turning to look at her, his eyes held a seriousness in them. "See, I got called up here to be your bodyguard, but Toby - that's my boss - had me on an undercover case a couple months back. And... I've still got those connections. I'm not supposed to be some Elite agent in Nevada. As far as the other guy knows, I'm still a gambler in Arizona."

Sighing, Chance leans back in his seat. "I gotta keep up my cover, or I'm a dead man too. Not even Reese knows about it because it's such a hot case. All I gotta do is lay low while I'm here, then when this is all over, high-tail it back to Arizona and pick up where I left off so we can nab those scumbags and finally close the case."

He turns to look at Destiny again. "That's why I lied about the call. I didn't want it to get back to Reese and risk exposing my position. But... I see now I gotta trust you." A wry grin emerges. "'Cause you're too smart for me."