Now What?

Garret was surprised, to say the least, by Nate’s actions. Not only was he letting them go without a fight, he was actually helping? Why was he so different than everyone else?

Outside, Garret felt as if someone was squeezing his heart. The one thing in life that had given him purpose and made sense, and he was losing it. Was this really it? He couldn’t believe it. He just couldn’t. It couldn’t be over. Not forever. But it felt like it. And it was still his own fault. 

He couldn’t say anything as Victoria walked away. Nothing seemed to fit. Nothing seemed enough. She knew how he felt, and he could add nothing to it, unless he were to get down on his knees and beg her to stay – and he knew that would only cause her more pain. All he could do was watch as she got into the taxi. 

At Nate’s words, Garret’s head snapped in his direction, his eyes betraying him with raw surprise. He looked back at the car driving away, then back at Nate. He knew? How? And why had he still let her go? Straightening a little, he tensed, trying to figure out if Nate was suddenly hinting at blackmail, or if he just wanted to let Garret know he wasn’t stupid. His training wanted him to believe this whole thing had been some sort of trap or setup. But his recent experience wanted him to believe Nate was truly being honest and helpful. 

“I just lost…everything,” he hissed. “My entire purpose for coming to this hell just walked away. If that information leaks to the wrong person and is used against her, so help me…” He gritted his teeth as his hands turned to fists. He didn’t like threatening Nate. But he knew no other way to communicate how he felt. He had just destroyed everything in one move, and felt more stuck than he had since coming here. 

He didn’t finish his threat, but simply turned in time to see the taxi cab finally disappear. It was over. And now he was here in a bar-less prison to serve out his time. And he’d really just walked into this willingly? How stupid could he have been? 

Walking away from Nate before he lashed out, he took his anger out on a nearby recycling bin instead with an anguished yell, and a swift kick that sent tin cans and plastic bottles flying. A second kick sent the bin itself clattering across the parking lot. Breathing heavily, he turned back to lean against the brick building, squeezing his eyes shut tight. “So now what? I go back to my cell? Aaron goes to prison? That would make my entire screw-up complete.”


Susanne nestled into Chuck, so thankful for his warmth…his comfort. Just burying her face against his chest, she cried – all her emotions from the last few days spilling out all at once.

Eventually, her tears slowed, her trembling stopped, and she just closed her eyes, remaining in his embrace. She swallowed hard and sniffed, her one hand coming up to fiddle with a seam in Chuck’s shirt. “I was so scared,” she admitted quietly. “I just…I couldn’t stop him. I tried. I just…I wasn’t strong enough.” She sniffed again and nuzzled in closer. “I thought I could…could take care of myself. But he was just so strong…”

You can

Looking up at Victoria and Garret Nate could see the saddness that was written on both there faces. Even if they had emotions of stone, and walls for days there eyes gave away much and Nate could see it. His own heart broke just a little bit for them both as well.

   "Ok, hang tight here for a few minutes. I'll grab a few things you might need for the trip."

Getting up and disappearing for a few moment Nate returns with a backpack. In side was a few things like paper, pens, food, and water. There was also a generic burner phone so in case she needed to call anyone to get her. A note was nicely tucked into one of the pockets for her to read later.

   "Here you go. Just in case you need it and also..."

Nate takes a piece of paper from his desk and writes down a phone number before handing it to her.

 "In case you ever need anything thats my cell and you can call any time."

Not saying anything else Nate leads them through the main floor to the door that leads outside. Stepping out with them a taxi was waiting. Staying at the door he let them say there goodbyes.

Victoria looked at the taxi for a long moment before looking back at Garret again. This really was goodbye?

  "Don't forget me. I love you...always."

Turning Victoria starts to make her way to the car. Her heart hurt more than anyone would every know, and her head pounded as she thought of what was to come. Life was going to be harder now without having Garret around.

Stepping up next to Garret Nate puts his hands in his pockets and watches Victoria walk away. He wished things could of been different and they both could of gotten the trust they deserved. It could of been so much different.

   "You can go with her you know! Than she wont have to lie to her Grandfather about what happened."

Nate gave Garret a side long glance. He new who Victoria was. Though he hadn't told anyone because it was not his secret to tell.

Feeling Susanne start to cry Chuck wraps his arms tighter around her. What was on the tv was longer important and the only thing he cared about was Susanne. Turning on the couch to get more comfortable he pulled her into his lap and ran his fingers though her hair.

Words did not come as he held her because what was there to day? You are ok, everything is alright now...these were all things she already new. It was just her tears and fears that needed to come out. So softly while he continued to use one hand to rub her back and the other to run through her hair he started to hum softly, quiet, and slow.

Surprise

Having Victoria sit on his lap, Garret wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tight. Why did he always have to say goodbye to her? Why could they never be together? It was as if destiny had decided they were never meant to be. It didn't matter which side Garret chose - he would always be without her. 

He rested his head against hers and just held her for the longest moment. His lips found her neck to kiss her softly several times before moving to her lips where he let his kiss linger, deepening at the same time his heart cracked. 

Finally, he let her go though, knowing that if he didn't now, he wasn't sure he could watch her walk away at all. "Come on," he coaxed. "I'll help you leave." 

Standing by the door, he looked up at the camera. "Hal, I know you're watching. Send in Nate. Please."

It was only a few moments and the door opened, but it wasn't Nate. It was Reese. 

Garret bristled, and put himself between Reese and Victoria. "I asked for Nate."

"So you did." Reese cocked his head. "Why? Because you can get your way with him?"

"Because he's the only one who trusts me."

"Mmhm...." Reese thought for a while, then shrugged. "Come with me." 

Garret took Victoria's hand as he followed Reese, half expecting to be led back downstairs. But instead, they aimed for the main floor. A lot of eyes stared at them as they walked through the cubicles - no less than normal. Maybe more. Especially since Reese hadn't restrained them - surprise number two. Number three came when they stopped at Nate's desk.

Reese cleared his throat. "Nate, Garret here wanted to see you. I'm going back to my office so...do whatever it is you have to do, and... I'll expect a report later." And turning his back, he walked away.

Garret knew Reese had heard the conversation in the interrogation room. Yet he was still leaving it up to Nate and not making a stink? His grip on Victoria's hand tightened and he glanced to Nate. "Victoria's not staying." Saying it out loud stung. "I'm asking that you allow her to walk. You have my word she won't sabotage the Elite after having been here. Please let her go." He knew full well no one could keep her here. But it sure would be nice to do his without a fight.


Susanne nodded and opened the door, letting Chuck in with her. She remained quiet - quieter than normal - as she fed and watered her birds, then started a pot of coffee. Joining Chuck on the couch, she leaned against him as the television comedy projected laughter which she did not feel.

It was a long span of silence before tears started to trickle down her face. Only a few at first, then as they became more, she started to tremble. Turning her face into Chuck's shoulder, her walls finally came tumbling down, leaving only her vulnerable fear which has gripped her so tightly as she'd been held captive.

Stick with

Victoria couldn't help the emotions that churned inside. Leaving was hard, saying good bye to Garret was like death, but staying...what would saying be like? Victoria couldn't help but keep coming back to that.

   "I like Nate, he seems pretty trustworthy. Sick with him Garret and I think you'll be ok."

Standing and going over to Garret Victoria sits down in his lap. This might be there last moments together, maybe forever and she didn't want to wast them. To be in Garret's arms, to take in the warmth and try to hold it forever.

   "I love you too Garret, with all I am. I will always love you, and only you. If you are ever in trouble I'll come running."

Walking with Susanne Chuck stayed close. Susanne was strong he had no doubt about that but still he was there for when she needed him and he new it would come sooner or later. Getting to the door and pausing for a long moment Chuck can feel the fear that Susanne felt. It must be terrible to come back to the place you call home, but it no longer feels that way.

  "Of course I can, and I can stay for as long as you need me too. You don't gave to be alone."

Sorry

Garret wanted to argue. He wanted to beg. He wanted to stay in here as long as it took to convince Victoria to stay with him. To give it a fair shot. To give it more time. But that look in her eye...he knew she'd already made up her mind. And he knew that once that happened, there was no changing it, not even by him. Further words might just cause more damage. And again, he felt the hard consequences of his decisions. 

His eyes dropped, along with his shoulders. And when he glanced up again and saw her tear, his pain deepened. Tears were not something she normally allowed to happen. He reached out and gently brushed it from her face.

"I'm sorry," he apologized. "For everything." He knew he could still return with her. But what about his word? What kind of man was he without it? Then there was Aaron. If he didn't stay, Aaron would surely go to prison and Garret needed to somehow make sure that didn't happen. It was his fault Aaron had been here in the first place, and if it hadn't been for him, Susanne never would have been taken. So how could he just leave Aaron for the wolves? Loyalty to anyone but a commanding officer was not something taught or encouraged within the Agency. But something in Garret's heart knew it was right, and for once, he wanted what was right.

"If you're really going to go, you should do it quickly. Wait until someone comes, and if it's not Nate, I'll ask for him, then tell him to let you go." He knew it would be hard for her to do it this way, but for their sake, he didn't want violence. And he knew Nate was probably the only one who wouldn't appose...and might even stand up for them. "I'll go with you outside, then... You can go your way."

His hand returned to her face. Emotions churned under the surface, enough so, that he instinctively closed the door on them as years of training had taught him to do. Breaking down was not an option. This was simply a consequence of what he'd chosen.

"I love you. And should we meet on opposite sides...know that I'll never be able to betray you. I'd take a bullet to my heart before harming you." She had always been his weakness, and that wasn't about to change. He swallowed hard. "And should you ever change your mind... I'll still be here."


Falling into Chuck's embrace, Susanne burried her face against his chest and just breathed in his warm scent. Oh, how she'd been waiting to feel his strong arms around her again. She'd fought tooth and nail against her feelings for him since the beginning, but she couldn't deny all she'd wanted while in that dark basement was just to be held by him.

After a few moments, she pried herself away so Misty could take care of her, and in the end, she was sporting just a few small bandages and a wrapped ankle. Assuring everyone no other harm had come to her, she asked simply to go home so she could rest, and was grateful Chuck was willing to take her. 

Once they were at her house in the driveway though, Susanne's emotions were getting closer and closer to the surface. She'd been so strong this entire time, and even though scared, she hadn't broken down once. But as she stared at her front door, new fear gripped her heart.

"Would you...walk me inside?" she asked quietly. "And maybe...maybe stay just a little while? I...I don't...feel like being alone."

Freedom

   "But we will never be together here. I'm surprised they even let us in this room alone."

Victoria looked at Garret and leaned her head into his hand. She would miss him dearly and her heart hurt thinking about not having him anymore. But if they went to prison they wouldn't see each other anymore anyways.

  "I thought about staying but that Reese guy hates us and wont even try to give us a chance. What kind of life will that make for us? I see where you are coming from Garret, I honestly do. But I was born into the Agency, that is my life and at least there was freedom there,and respect. You stay Garret. Have your freedom and show them who you are. I wont hold that against you."

A slight tear ran down Victoria's face. Thinking about leaving Garret hurt more than anyone could ever understand. He was everything to her, and what kept her gowning.Garret was the bright spot in her dark days, and the figure that always kept her safe. What would she do without him.

Watching from behind the glass window Nate lets out a long sigh and shook his head. He didn't understand anything that was going on with Reese, and because of it, two people were being torn apart when they just wanted a chance. 

Leaving the room Nate makes his way back to his cubical before sitting down. He was torn from doing what his promised, and following the boss orders. It was something he'd never face before and it was definitly not easy.

Seeing Susanne Chuck stood and came over to her quickly. Wrapping his arms around her he just held her close. She could cry if she needed to, it was ok by him. He was just happy to be holding her again in his arms. He'd feared the worse and felt so helpless.

    "It's ok, I got you now."

"It will be fine, you will do great, and you'll be able too. I promise."

Sitting up again Stacy places another kiss on Eric's lips before pulling away and just looking down at him. She new in her heart everything would turn out the way it should, and she trusted that in the end everything really would be ok.

Overwhelmed

Victoria's words were exactly what Garret had been afraid of all this time, and it put a knot in his gut. He opened his mouth to respond, but stopped as the door opened. It was Pete, and he was with Katie and Susanne. 

Pete immediately took note that handcuffs were missing, but opted not to say anything. Truth be told, he was just a bit afraid to. This was the second time Garret had taken him out, and it was making him more than nervous. All he could do now was hope for no trouble on the way back.

It didn't take long for everything to be wrapped up and have both vehicles headed back to headquarters. The drive was quiet - Susanne still nervous, and Garret refusing to speak in front of anyone at this point. Reese's angry quietnes only added to the tension, making the ride feel longer than it really was. 

Once they were back at the Elite, Gunner and Rick took Aaron to the infirmary where Rick immediately started work on his leg in the back room. Susanne was also brought hobbling in so Misty could help patch up any cuts or scrapes, and check her ankle. Arriving at the infirmary though, the first person Susanne saw was Chuck, and tears instantly rose in her eyes. There had been more than once she wasn't sure if she'd ever see him again. But here he was...waiting for her. Too overwhelmed with everything, she couldn't even find any words to say.

In the interrogation room, Garret sat with Victoria. They'd been left in here alone - most likely just to keep them somewhere until someone decided what to do with them after this morning's events. It wasn't ideal, but at least now Garret could finally respond to what Victoria had said earlier, and amazingly, they'd been left free of their restraints.

"Please stay," he begged quietly, taking her hand. "It can be better... I know it can. It will just take some time." 

His eyes pleaded with her, and it hurt, seeing how sad she was. He'd done this. All of it. "I can't go back... I can't be a part of the insanity any longer. I can't be ten feet from you all the time and not allowed to touch you. I can't keep killing innocent people just to give your grandfather more power." His grip on her hand tightened. Could she understand him at all? "I believed in the cause once. But since knowing you, I have realized there's more to life than being behind a wall that locks out the world." 

His free hand went to the side of her face, his thumb caressing her cheek. "If you can't stand it here, lets just run away together. Disappear." It was a nice thought, but he knew good and well that would only mean they'd be on the run their entire lives. At least here they'd have the Elite watching their backs...eventually. He'd given his word to Nate and Reese that he'd stay, but if Victoria would run with him, he'd go. But in his heart of hearts, he knew it would just make things harder, and she knew that, too.

"I just don't know what I'd do without you," he whispered. "All I wanted was for us to finally be together. But it looks like I made the wrong choice."


Eric felt as if he should smile at Stacy's comment about the babies, but it just wouldn't come. He was glad they all thought the twins were cute, but...there was still a chance they weren't his. And it would be a couple days before they knew for sure, one way or the other.

"I always wanted my own famiy," he admitted. "But now... I don't even know how I could provide enough for one. If all this is true, I can't be on the road weeks at s time...but without driving, I've... I've got nothing."

Old emotions of feeling stupid crept into his mind. He had so little to offer in the way of good work. All he'd been for so long was just a driver. So what, that he loved horses? What could he really do?

"I'm not so sure I could give two kids the best chance anyway..."

Belong

Victoria rubbed her wrists after Garret took the cuffs off. She'd been in them before but this was so different, they felt tighter, but maybe it was because of this whole situation. Everything felt wrong.

As Garret took her hand Victoria soaked up the warmth. If anything at least Garret was here with her at the moment. But for how long? How long could she really handle this. She'd thought about staying and that was another reason she had saved Susanne, but now....

   "I hate it here Garret. I don't want to stay. I want you to come back with me while there is still time. But if you wont, I'll go alone and just tell my grandfather I found you dead so he wont hunt you down. I can't stay though...I dont belong in this world."

Her eyes were sad as she looked at Garret and for him it would be easy to see her heart breaking. She didn't want to leave him, but she really didn't belong here and if she stayed she'd just make things harder for him.

Smiling down at Susanne Katie bends down to help her up again. She couldn't help how bad she felt. Susanne had never been through something like this before and though it never got easier it did get better to deal with in time.

   "Chuck knows and he is waiting for you back at the Elite. He's pretty worried sick. If I do say myself Susanne I think hes in love with you."

Slinging Susanne's arm over her should Katie helps Pete lift her up again and walks slowly back to the car. She didn't need to stay here any longer, and the sooner they got her to a safe place the sooner she could start feeling safe again.

Giving a small nod Stacy new that was the next thing. Eric was nervous about everyone knowing. Even if he did know that they supported him it still had to be hard.

   "They do, and she does. She is absolutely in love with them. The twins are pretty adorable with there cute little chubby cheeks."

Warning

Garret didn't reply to Nate immediately, still trying to calm himself down. Never had he felt so out of control so many times in such a short period of time. At least not in many years. He finally stood up straight and folded his arms before he shook his head. "I don't know. Yeah...yeah, I'm fine." Physically all he had was a scrape on his arm from when he'd taken Susanne down. Mentally though...he was not alright.

He glanced to where Katie was making Victoria get back into the vehicle. He understood why they might be upset - Susanne could have been hit if Victoria had missed. Granted, Garret knew she was too good of a shot for that, but the others didn't know that. And Garret himself was not happy Aaron had been hurt. But even so, he didn't like the way they were manhandling her.

He finally looked to Nate. "I know I've already asked too much, but please make sure Aaron is taken care of. I know he's your enemy but..." He sighed. "He and I have been through a lot. I don't want him to suffer because of the choices I've made." 

He then started for the SUV door, but stopped and glanced back over his shoulder. His tone was colder this time. "And I won't tolerate cuffs again. Whoever tries has been warned." He meant it, too. He'd done all he could not to really hurt anyone, but he would not continually be treated as a prisoner when all he was trying to do was help.

Letting himself back inside the vehicle, he didn't wait for anyone else. Even now, he could easily drive away and take Victoria with him - but he didn't. 

Easing in next to her, he eyed the cuffs and felt his irritation burning hotter. Nor caring anymore about Elite protocol, he reached into the front seat and fished for just a moment before finding a paperclip. After that, he'd picked the handcuff locks within seconds to free Victoria's wrists, and tossed the cuffs up onto the dashboard. 

Still having not said anything, he simply took her hand and brought it up to his lips to kiss. He was upset with what she had done. He'd had it handled, and by drawing a gun, she'd caused even more distrust, and now Aaron was hurt as well. Yet at the same time, he couldn't blame her, and refrained from chewing her out. This was a different world...and he'd dragged her into it - and that was his fault, not hers. 

"Thanks for the warning," he mused. "I hope Aaron can walk again...but I'm glad the woman is safe. This whole thing is my fault."


Back outside, another vehicle joined them, and Rick emerged to see to Aaron - first sedating him, then tending to his wound enough to have him moved safely at least. 

Pete was still with Susanne, but waved Katie over for assistance. Susanne looked up as she approached, the fear still in her eyes. The sunlight showed her black and blue face, and scrapes from fighting back with Aaron. She had no serious injuries, but emotionally she was struggling to hold it together. "Has...has Chuck... I mean, does he know? I need to tell him I'm okay." She tried to stand, but cringed as she out weight in her ankle, and sank back down before looking up at Katie. "Guess I twisted my ankle..." 


Deep down, Eric knew Stacy was right. He knew he had support here - more than most people had. Yet the weight of responsibility was still his to bear...and right now, it felt awfully heavy.

"Thank you... I'm glad you're here." If she wasn't, he didn't know what he'd do. "Everyone knows, right?" That was the worst part...that everyone else had heard before even he did. And it still might not even be true. "And...Ash? Does she know what's going on?"

One Day

Being pulled up by Katie Victoria was once again in handcuffs. She'd just saved that womans life and she was being handcuffed again. She could of turned that gun on them, any of them but instead she shot the man that held there Agent prisoner.This was stupid, they would never be trusted and she hated it here. 

   "This is the thanks I get...really? I could of shot you all and taken you back to my grandfather but I didnt."

Not even responding Katie pulls Victoria back to the SUV and puts her inside before slamming the door shut and joining the others to see if they needed to help.

Watching all the happened Nate himself was pretty honored that Victoria saw a threat, and saw that Aaron was going to shoot and took her opportunity. She could of done nothing and let Susanne die but didnt. That had to mean she had at least a little bit of good inside her.

Seeing what unfolded after that though sent his head for a spin. Reese's reaction made his blood boil. He still wasn't trusting them. He had a really good reason to now because Victoria could of done far worse. Seeing Garret walk to the SUV Nate followed. He was worried about his friend, and hoped he was ok.

   "Garret, dumb question I know, but all things considered are you ok?"

Returning Eric's kiss Stacy smiles down at him before resting her head on his chest once more and letting her free hand stroke his face softly. She was silent for a moment after his question just letting it hand in the air before replying.

   "You will become a father quickly, and its ok to be scared. That is normal, but it will be ok. You have a lot of people here who love you, and will help you all they can. One day at a time is all we can take, but you wont have to take it alone."

Reflexes

Garret slowly, slowly continued to close the gap between himself and Aaron as he spoke, stopping only when he was near enough to see Aaron's finger twitch on his gun's trigger.


From across the field, Jason muttered under his breath. Aaron had moved Susanne just enough that he no longer had a clear shot. He couldn't see Aaron's gun hand anymore, and could no longer see his face...which meant he could no longer gauge the threat. 


Garret's hands were still held up and out to the sides in an attempt to appear less threatening, but by now, Aaron was too suspicious. "Aaron...don't do this..."

Hearing Victoria yell, Garret's instincts kicked in, and he didn't hesitate. He immediately knew exactly what Victoria was doing, and was not going to risk an innocent woman's life. Not this time. Not anymore. 

It only took two strides then a leap in Susanne's direction to reach her and tackle her to the ground the same instant he heard the shot. Susanne screamed as Garret brought her to the ground, but couldn't even fight back, with her hands still bound. Not intending any harm, Garret rolled out of the way and into a crouch position, his eyes sweeping the entire scene. 

As the bullet ripped through Aaron's flesh, he instantly dropped to the ground, losing both Susanne and his own gun. Crying out in pain, he clutched at his right knee. Had he seen it correctly? Had Victoria actually shot him? Had Garret actually helped save Susanne? His world spun as the pain caused him to writhe on the ground. What was going on here?

Taken completely off guard, it took Reese a moment to realize what had just happened, as Katie took down Victoria. Despite Aaron being shot, when Reese saw Garret now still so close to Susanne after tackling her, he drew his gun. "Garret!" he thundered. "On your feet, now! Move!"

Garret, seeing Aaron on the ground, ignored Reese's command, and started for his fellow agent instead. Kneeling next to him, he saw how badly Aaron's knee was bleeding, and cringed. 

Aaron glared up at him, trying to speak through the pain. "You're a...a traitor....you ...of all... all people..." 

Reese had come up behind Garret, and now had his handgun pointed at his head. "On. Your. Feet. Now."

Garret gritted his teeth as anger built within him. And his adrenaline took over. Moving with trained stealth, he sprung to his feet, spun around and disarmed Reese, to turn his own gun in him before Reese could even react. 

Pete, after seeing Katie had Victoria under control, had started for Susanne and had just gotten her blindfold off, when he saw Garret threatening Reese. Not having his gun anymore, he lunged for Garret, only to be met with  strong boot to his chest, knocking him to the ground hard enough to knock the wind out of him. 

Garret growled in frustration and hurled Reese's gun into the field. "When will you people learn?!" Without being asked, he stalked back towards the others, on guard and angry. All he wanted was to make sure Aaron was going to be okay, but obviously he was not allowed such a luxury. 

Stunned and angered, Reese let him go, and retrieved his cell phone to call in Rick and Gunner. It would seem they had a new prisoner that needed more immediate medical attention than Susanne. 

Susanne's eyes were wide as Pete managed to right himself and catch his breath enough to resume helping her out of her bonds, but for right now, all she could do was sit and shake. 

Getting back to the SUV, Garret refused to look at Victoria or Nate. He leaned on the hood and took several deep breaths in an attempt to calm himself, but it was apparent he was still quite upset.


Eric continued to look at the ceiling as he was bombarded with a whole new set of emotions. She was...willing to stay with him? To help? Even before they knew the truth or not?

His eyes finally drifted down to hers as he reached up to cradle the side of her face. "Thank you..." He tugged her shirt sleeve to bring her back down close again, drawing her in for a kiss. He'd only been gone a week, but it felt like a year, and he showed how much he'd missed her by the passion he gave in his kiss. 

Drawing back, he hugged her close, burying his face in her hair. "I'm scared, he admitted softly. What if it really is true? What am I going to do?"

Shot

Being pulled in so close to Eric Stacy loved every moment of it. She loved so safe she felt in his strong arms. The moments were few, but it made her enjoy them even more. His words were soft even if they held lots of emotion.

  "I think calling you was the right thing. Your family was just worried and they were not sure what to do. I could see the doubt in there eyes when they were told, and the hesitation to agree to anything. They didn't want to take the chance just in case."

Sitting up a little to look Eric in the eye Stacy smiles softly. She could see the fear, and part of her wondered if some of Eric's fear had to do with her? Did he think they the twins ended up being his she would run?

   "I guess after the test comes back we will know for sure, and if they are...I'll try and help all I can."

Victoria felt herself stiffen just a little as Aaron held the gun to Susanne. He was a loose cannon, she'd told Reese that and he didn't listen. There was no telling what he would do and seeing that poor woman caught in the middle twisted her stomach.

As Garret starts to walk over Nate stands strong. Glancing at Reese he shakes his head. Garret would be fine, he wasn't going to run, and if Reese didn't believe that it wasn't his problem.

  "Be safe Garret. Let them go Reese."

Continuing to watch the exchange Victoria didn't like how Aaron was acting. He was going to shoot Susanne, and who new who else no matter what. She couldn't sit back and just let this happen. Not for anyones sake but her own.

Moving quickly now that she was out of the cuffs Victoria side steps to Pete and grabs his gun before rolling away from him and standing once more aiming the gun right at Aaron.

"MOVE!"

Was all she had time to yell hoping Garret would get Susanne in time before any bullets could hit her. Pulling the trigger the gun goes off loudly. Lowering her hand she bends down to set the gun on the ground only to be met by strong force.

Katie's dosnt wait even a minute before reacting. She wasn't sure what was going to happen next but she was on top of Victoria in no time.

Having Katie on top of her Victoria dosnt even try and get free. She could if she wanted to but what would that do?

   "He was going to kill her if I didn't do something. I just saved your Agents life."

Nervous

Eric was a little surprised Stacy decided to stay, let alone join him. He felt so...lost. He had no idea what to do or say...so he simply remained quiet. It was a long five minutes or so until he finally rolled over onto his back. He tucked Stacy in close to his side, and let out a long sigh as his fingers ran slowly through her hair. 

"It's not true, ya know," he mentioned quietly as his eyes glued themselves to the ceiling. "Any of it. They shouldn't have called me home."


Garret caught Nate's look, and recognized that he disagreed with Reese, but was respecting orders anyway. It was commendable, really, as far as loyalty went. But would he and Victoria ever stand a chance? More than likely, the answer to that question hung on today's events, which was not a reassuring thought. He gave Nate a little nod before getting in behind Victoria. He understood. And he had chosen to cooperate.

The drive only took about half an hour. Another Elite vehicle had followed, but stopped about two miles back to keep its distance. Inside was Gunner and Rick, in case Susanne needed medical attention onsite. But they wouldn't venture nearer until the trade was complete...

The rarely used dirt road appeared abandoned, which was good on a day like today. Reese drove the Elite SUV slowly, keeping his eyes wide open. Despite Garret and Victoria both saying Aaron was the only other Agency operative out here, he wasn’t going to take any chances.

The plan was simple. Make the trade, and as soon as Susanne was clear, Garret and Victoria would turn back. The only wild card was whether or not Aaron would be returning with them or left to go crawling back to the Agency with an unbelievable story.

They had to drive a few miles down the designated road until another vehicle came into sight. Reese slowed even more, and parked about twenty yards away, cutting the engine. Aaron was leaned casually against his car, arms folded, sunglasses shielding his eyes from the bright morning light. He remained motionless until Reese exited the SUV.

“Where is she?” Reese demanded loudly so his voice would carry the distance.

Aaron took his time opening up the back door, then reaching in and pulling Susanne out. Her wrists were tied with rope behind her back, and a blindfold kept her from being able to see anything. She stumbled forward and gave a little cry of pain as her ankle twisted.

Reese’s heart gave a start, but he didn’t move. “Susanne? You okay?”

She recognized his voice, and nodded. “I’m alright,” she assured, even though she hurt all over, and everything inside was screaming for her to run.

“Now show me mine,” Aaron called over.

Reese motioned to the car, and inside, Pete nodded to Nate. “Time to dance.”


Across the open field, Jason kept watch on the scene through his rifle scope. He was well-hidden in a large oak tree, sprawled out on a thick branch, his legs his only security from falling. It had been a long time since he’d been in a position like this, and despite the dangerous situation for Susanne…he couldn’t deny a small part of him liked being back to what he was good at.


Garret was first out, and kept a close eye on Victoria as she followed. He eyed Nate as well, hoping this whole thing went down the way they all wanted. He would do his best, but could make no promises.

Aaron set his sunglasses up on his head and squinted at his fellow operatives. They seemed unharmed – typical of the Elite to go easy on their prisoners. They were always so weak. “Uncuff them,” he called.

“That wasn’t part of the deal,” Reese returned. “They’ve got keys on them – you can take the cuffs off later.”

“And I’m calling the shots.” Aaron retrieved a handgun from his back and pointed it at Susanne’s head. “Apologies for the pun.”

Reese bristled, and turned to glance at Garret.

Garret nodded. “Do as he says. I’m not going anywhere – you know that.”

“No…I don’t.” Reese neared anyway, and uncuffed him first, then Victoria, giving her a warning glance. He was being forced to trust them both on Susanne’s life, and he didn’t like it one bit.

Watching what was going on, Aaron was sure that Garret and Victoria would take down the Elite agents as soon as they were free, but…they just stood there. No one was even pointing guns at them. Why didn’t they take them all out? It was child’s play for them. It was as confusing as when Aaron had seen Garret try to help that other agent…wait…was that the same guy with them now? He hadn’t died after all. Something wasn’t right here. He grabbed Susann’s shoulder, and put the gun closer to her head. “Send them over,” he barked. “Now.”

“Let her start walking first,” Reese countered. “Meet halfway – that’s what we agreed to.”

“Do you think I care?!” Aaron gripped Susann’s shoulder tighter, making her wince. “Send them over. Now. Or she dies, and it’s on your hands.”

Garret gave Victoria a sidelong glance. He had a bad feeling that even if they went the whole way, Aaron was going to kill Susanne anyway. “He’s starting to panic,” he spoke quietly. “Let me go first.” Not waiting for Reese’s permission, he held up his hands and took a couple steps forward.

“Garret,” Reese hissed. “Get back here.” Being ignored, he threw Nate a new look of warning.

Garret called to Aaron. “Just send the woman over first, Aaron. Victoria and I are on our way.”

Aaron’s eyes narrowed. “What is wrong with you? First you helped that agent, now you’re going all soft. Did they brainwash you or what?!”

“No, no they didn’t. But there’s more to this than you realize.” Garret took another step. “There’s more at stake, but I can’t explain until this is over.” He glanced over his shoulder to make eye contact with Nate, before looking back to Aaron. “Stick with the deal you made with Reese and let Susanne start walking. Then they’ll let us walk, too.”

“What’s stopping you?!” Aaron grew more nervous. This was all wrong. Everyone was focused on Garret, and now even Victoria wasn’t acting. Why? What were they really doing? “Both of you get over here now, before this whole thing goes south.”

By now, Pete had exited the vehicle with Katie, standing nearby, ready to draw his sidearm if need be. How unstable was this guy? Would he make good on his threats, or was he just a bunch of hot air?

Garret shook his head and took one more step. “Aaron, listen to me. I know you trust me. If you don’t let Susanne start walking, they’re not gonna let me or Victoria cross the distance. Reese will stick to his word – stick to yours and we’ll make it out of here alive.”

“Are you joking?” Aaron shook his head. Susanne whimpered and he threatened her by pressing the gun harder against her head.

“No, I’m not. Just trust me. Please.”

Please? Garret was asking and not ordering, and that was not right. Not right at all. Aaron suddenly became afraid that he might be the target here. He didn’t know what was really going on, but out of nowhere, he now sensed that his own neck was on the line. And it felt like he was being betrayed by Garret.

Pete stepped closer to Nate and Reese as he saw Aaron shifting his weight. “We gotta let them go,” he mentioned quietly. “He’s gonna kill her.”

Eyes

Entering the bunk Stacy just stands at the foot of the bed for a long moment. She new Eric was shocked, angry, and hurting. Though she didn't know all the details, her heart still ached for him. Coming around to the side of the best Stacy sits down before laying back and draping her arm around Eric just holding him.

   "We don' have to talk than, just as long as I can just be close to you."

Katie gave a nod at Reese request. She wasn't to sure what to think about this whole ordeal, but she was happy to help. It had been a little bit since she had been in the field and missed it.

 "Ready."

Looking at Reese Nate gives a nod. Everything that happened a few hours before still fresh in his mind but he'd at least been able to push it aside at the moment for the sake of the mission.

Shifting Nate moves twords Garret and Victoria his eyes said so much and how sorry he was. He felt terrible that he had gained Garret's trust and now it seemed runed. He really had been trying so hard for him.

  "I guess its now or never."

Victoria rolls her eyes before jumping in the SUV. Everything here was so strange. The way they talked to each other, the slight worry she just didn't get it.east been able to push it aside for now. He just wanted everyone safe and he needed his head on straight to do that.

Miserable

Hearing Stacy at the door, Eric was tempted to tell her to go away. But he couldn't. No, he didn't want to talk, least of all about the current mess he was in, and least of all with Stacy. What must she think now? Some guys would lose their girl over something like this. What about Stacy? 

He finally groaned before mumbling just loud enough for her to hear him. "No...but you can come in."

He didn't move, leaving his face hidden in his pillow. It was rare he wasn't open with Stacy, but at the moment, he was too hurt and confused to even try expressing how he felt. Not to mention, his head and back hurt enough that he didn't even want to move. 

Hearing her enter, he sighed. He knew he was being childish, but he was just miserable enough not to care. "Surprise, surprise," he muttered into his pillow. "I'm home."

Reese watched Nate walk away, not even trying to reply. His words stung. It wasn't often Reese had this kind of disagreement with one of his officers...one of his friends.

He leaned back against the wall and looked up at the ceiling. "What am I doing wrong?" He wondered aloud. 

It was an hour later when he was with the others in the parking lot as they prepared to get into the Elite SUV. He hadn't discussed anything further with Nate, which was creating a tense atmosphere, but there were more important things at stake. 

"Okay. Everybody know what they're doing?" 

Garret stood next to Victoria, both in cuffs, but at least their feet were free. Along with Nate, Reese also had Pete and Katie as backup and help with Susanne if necessary.

Pete glanced around and nodded. "All set." 

"Good." Reese nodded to Nate. "Load them up. Let's go."

No More

Leaving the room with Reese Nate hooked his thumbs in his pockets. Hearing what Reese was saying Nate couldn't help but be a little irratated himself. This was very unlike him, and he didnt like it at all.

  "They don't think you are stupid or naive. A little respect is all they asked for and yes they are Agency agent but they still deserve a little more than what you are giving them."

Nate didn't unsally talk to anyone this was but he'd really had enough at this point. Enough of everything. Looking back at Reese Nate searches his face for a long moment.

 "I've never once gone against your orders before so I'm not sure why you are acting like I know. All I know is you put me in charge of Garret and you are making my job a whole heck of a lot harder. So I don't know what your problem is but if you dont start trusting them, and letting me do what I need to do than I dont want to be Garrets handler anymore, and than good luck getting anything from him. But I just can't do it if you are going to be pulling the other way everytime I make a good step forward."

Not giving Reese time to answer Nate turns around and heads down the hall. He needed to get ready for the whole exchange, and he needed to calm down. He'd said what was on mind and that was that. It was time to get his head in the game and do what needed to be done.

After Eric leaves Rosetta gives a nod to her husband. It was clear as day what he said was true and Eric was scared. Being a single father Rosetta didnt know what he would do. But they would all be there to help him.

   "Can't say I blame him. I guess I would be too."

Giving a small smile to Jeff she rested a hand on his arm before continuing her way to Eric's bunk. She'd seen he was back and had been happy. She really had missed him. Even now when he seemed in a fowl mood she still missed him.

Knocking on the door Stacy stands for a moment before knocking again and just opening it a little bit.

   "Eric? I saw your truck outside. Want to talk?"

Terrified

Feeling Victoria's hand on his, Garret glanced down at it before interlocking his fingers with hers and taking a deep breath. He knew she was trying to calm him down, and truth be told, she was probably the only person here who could. 

He finally sat back down in his chair as Nate talked, though his eyes now remained glued to the table. He felt stupid for ever coming here in the first place. How had he ever expected this to work at all? He knew what he wanted but had he been so foolish to think he'd ever get it? Especially by coming here? He felt as though Reese wanted to break his will before allowing him to stay...and he was getting closer to the brink of giving up. 

"I guess I have little choice in the matter," he finally answered through gritted teeth. "You want to risk your agent's life, go ahead. We'll do what you want." He had to believe Victoria would play along, if only for his sake.

Reese quirked an eyebrow. That easy? "That's more like it." He straightened up as the room calmed down again. "We will play it out just like I described. As far as a backup plan..." He glanced at Victoria, then Nate. "...or getting a hold of Aaron, I'm not actually as dumb as I look. I've got it sorted...on a need-to-know basis. And you two," he gestured to Garret and Victoria, "don't need to know. All you gotta do is fake a trade like I just described."

Garret had a very hard time not standing up again, as his anger bubbled under the surface. "You're not planning on harming Aaron, are you?"

"Says the Agency assassin." Reese smirked. "Aaron kidnapped an innocent woman, has done who knows what to her, along with threatening her life, and what? I'm supposed to take it easy on him?"

"If you just give me a chance..." 

"That topic is closed. We leave in an hour." Reese nodded to Nate. "A word, if you don't mind." 

Once the two men were out in the hall, Garret bent forward to rest his head on his hands. At least he now was alone with Victoria...and he was too mentally exhausted to even act on it. "I'm sorry," he mumbled. "For dragging you in on this. It's what I wanted...not what you or Aaron wanted." 

He lifted his head again and took her hand once more. "Help me get their agent back like they want...then after that you can do whatever you need to do. Just don't hurt anyone...they're a little dense, but they mean well."

In the hallway with Nate, Reese tucked his hands in his pockets as he thought. "I've already called Jason," he admitted. "I know the old road, and there's an adjoining field before a treeline. Jason's going to be there, out of sight, with his long distance rifle. If Aaron tries to pull anything, Jason's got orders to take him out. If he tries to run, Jason's got orders to stop him. And if Garret and/or Victoria try anything...they're going down, too. I'm not willing to take any more risks." He knew Nate wouldn't necessarily like that last part, but he'd made up his mind. "They can think I'm stupid and naive all they want, but it's their necks on the line out there, too. And no - I do not want them to know about Jason. Garret is too keen on keeping Aaron safe for some reason and I don't want him warning Aaron and having the whole thing blow up."

He looked Nate in the eye. "These are my orders. Got it?"


Eric blinked at Rosetta, disbelief mixing in with the shock. "Wait, so...you guys actually think this could be the truth?" He held up the letter. "Coming from Dana?"

“You mean that they’re yours?" Mick shrugged. "Trust me, this was all quite a surprise. We might have taken the babies in regardless, but yeah…assuming they probably did belong to you…that’s why we thought you should come home. We just didn’t want you driving back upset.”

Eric’s jaw muscles tightened. Tossing the letter onto the desk, he shook his head. “Naw… heck, no. You can’t expect me to take this seriously.”

Mick cocked his head. “So…it’s not even possible they’re yours?” 

“Dana is a conniving, devious liar.” Eric’s eyes turned into a dark glare. “And you two – and anyone else around here – fell for her little ruse. I cannot believe you called me back for this.”

A bit surprised, Mick glanced to his wife, then back again. “Well…it…seemed rather important.” 

“Only if it were true.” Eric’s voice had become angry. “I lost out on a huge job because you guys fell for a scheme where Dana wanted to ditch her kids! As much as you didn’t trust her, I’m amazed you're actually considering believing her now.” He threw up his hands in disgust. “Looks like you’ve got your hands full the rest of the week or however long it is now. Me, I gotta go look for a way to make up for the money I just lost.” He spun on his heel and aimed for the door.

“Do you want to see them?” 

Eric stopped at the door and took a deep breath, his back still to them. “Why? They’re not mine.”

Mick pursed his lips. “How sure are you?” 

As much as Eric wanted to, he couldn’t say he was a hundred percent sure. But it just couldn’t be true. 

“You two were married a few days, right? And, you never…?” Mick cleared his throat. As much as he disliked Dana, she just wasn’t stupid enough to do this without there at least being a good chance. “I mean, I assume you two…”

Eric’s face turned at least three shades of red before he threw a glare over his shoulder. “Shut up! Intimate details of my incredibly brief married life are not up for grabs!” Especially in front of his own sister. “I was told…” He bit his tongue. “Well, that’s none of your business either. I’m not the father. End of story.”

Mick wasn’t convinced. “We did talk about a paternity test, but that’s not our call. We’ll have it done if you want to be sure.”

“What I want is for people to stop trying to run my life!” Eric’s words were spat out in anger. More than that though…he was afraid. He wanted to tell Mick and Rosetta to forget it. No tests, since all of this was just a bogus trick. But he knew as slim as the chances were…this could be real, whether he wanted to admit it or not. And he did need to be sure. “Have ‘em tested. The Elite has my DNA already and I don't trust anyone else. Let them prove I’m right, then at least I can walk away with a clear conscience and people will stay off my back.” Forcing the conversation to a close, he stalked out the door, letting it fall shut behind him with a bang.

Mick let out a low whistle as he looked to Rosetta once again. “Is it just me…or is he terrified those babies really are his?” 

Eric’s stride was one of purpose as he went back to his truck and grabbed his duffel bag. Slamming the door shut, his next destination was his bunkhouse. He was angry he’d been called home. Angry at Dana for being so heartless. Angry that he was out a chunk of money he’d planned on. And angry at himself for feeling so angry. 

Suddenly a strange sound caught his ear and he stopped for just as moment, turning to look over his shoulder. His eyes spotted Becky just outside Angel’s office, rocking a crying bundle in her arms. And for just a moment, his heart was torn. Starting back towards his bunkhouse though, he caught sight of Jeff out of the corner of his eye, and he held up his hand and kept walking. “Not now,” he growled. He was in no mood. He was too upset, confused and embarrassed. All he wanted was a hot shower and something for his worsening headache. 

Jeff had been ready to greet his brother, but clamped his mouth shut as Eric stormed by. He turned back around and almost ran into Stacy. “Whoops, sorry,” he apologized. “I better get those eyes in the back of my head looked at.” Though he smiled, his eyes were full of worry, and he glanced to where Eric had just disappeared into his bunkhouse. “Just a wild guess, but I think that bear is actually Eric in disguise.”  

Getting inside, Eric threw his bag in the corner and tossed his ball cap on top of it. His heart was racing, and his hands were shaking. He had so many mixed emotions right now, that he didn’t even know how to sort through them. Not only was he possibly facing a very real and very dramatic change in life, but old wounds were being ripped open as well. He knew his family loved him, but it felt like his life was being laid bare for everyone to gawk at – including the reminder of his stupidity with Dana, leaving everyone’s imaginations to run wild about their short-lived relationship. It was upsetting, and it was embarrassing. If the ground could open up and swallow him right here, he’d let it. 

After slipping off his boots, he shed his suspenders before pulling off his t-shirt and throwing it towards the laundry basket. But instead of hitting the shower, he flopped down on the bed to lie on his stomach and bury his face in his pillow. His head as pounding, and his back ached something awful. Maybe if he stayed here long enough, he’d find all of this was just a bad dream.

Trust

Victoria couldnt help but roll her eyes at Reese's sad attempt of a plan. She didn't know how this was even going to work. It was the dumbest, least thought out plan she had ever heard. But seeing how confidant Garret was Victoria new she would go along for him.

  "What if Aaron dosnt agree to that? Do we have a backup plan?"

Her comment was cut off though by Garret's outburst. Looking to him she just scans his face and body language. He was mad and scared at the same time. He really did want to be trusted by these people and he wanted it bad.

Though her hands were cuffed she could still move them enough to place a hand on top of Garret's. She new he was angry, and he could lose his temper face and that was the last thing he needed to do right now. That would gain anyones trust for him.

Looking across the table at Garret Nate runs a hand over her face before giving a sigh. Nothing could ever be easy could it? Not even once. He could see where Reese was coming from. He just wanted to keep his people safe and not let go of the best links to the Agency they had.

   "He does have a point Reese. If we dont do something about Aaron he might try again, or worse kill someone to his point across. Garret has had many opportunity to harm us, and yet he hasn't."

Glancing at Reese and than Garret again Nate couldnt help but wonder what it would take for both of them to trust each other. Both had there reasons not to but it had to end somewhere.

   "Also, if you want us to trust you, you are going to have to trust us too. It's a two way street and I think Im doing a pretty good job of proving to you, you can. So I wish you would. Till we can trust each other this is never going to work."

Rosetta can see Eric's face pale as he read the letter. She did feel bad for him and really couldn't imagen being in the position he was in. 

  "Yes, two twin girls. they are the most adorable little things, but we were just as surprised as you are really."

Looking to Mick Rosetta smiles slightly. She was happy he was here with her and agreed to this. They were a team and she would of hated letting the babies go. It hurt her heart so much to think about a mother just giving them away so freely.

   "We didn't want to just take them because it would be your desition and on top of that we didn't even know if they were really yours. So we have a week to figure it out, or the babys will just go to social services till they are adopted else where." 

Toddler

Reese didn't respond right away, other than sighing. He could see Nate was unwavering in his opinion, and while he might disagree, he'd learned to trust Nate's gut. Finally, he nodded. "Okay. We'll bring them in on it. For now, take Garret back to his cell. I'm not going home now, in case anything happens, but you're free to leave. But at five o'clock, I want Garret and Victoria both in the interrogation room for a briefing about how we're going to do this thing."

True to his word, Reese stayed. He didn't like not going home, especially when he insisted that Angelica go ahead and leave, but he wanted to make sure he was here in case Aaron called with a change of plans. Thankfully, he didn't. So by five in the morning, Reese was back in the interrogation room with Nate, facing Garret and Victoria both together this time...

Seated across from Victoria, Garret hated it that he hadn't been able to talk to her again first. He hated it that he hadn't been given time to simply be with her again, if only for a few minutes. All he wanted to do was wrap his arms around her once more. But now all he could do was catch her eye and silently plead with her to play along with all of this, for their sake.

Reese stood at the head of the table after making sure both operatives were in cuffs again - whether it actually did any good or not, it made him feel better. "Aaron wants you two in exchange for Susanne. We're meeting on an old, almost-deserted road. He stops, we stop, Susanne starts walking, you start walking. Just like the movies. But in this case, as soon as you pass each other and Susanne is in the clear, you're to turn around and come back."

Garret bit his lip. "What about bringing Aaron in?"

"After Susanne, you two are my priority. I can't let you get all the way to Aaron."

"Because you think if we get that far, we really will go with him."

Reese leaned his hands on the table, and glanced at Nate. "Think you can explain why I'm so distrusting?" His sarcasm was obvious before he looked back at Garret. "That's exactly what I think. As much as I'd like Aaron brought in, keeping a handle on you two is more important to me."

Garret's eyes found Victoria again, before he responded. "And you realize we could leave any time we want, right?"

"Is that a threat?"

"No, it's not a threat!" Garret stood up.

"Sit down!"

"No!" Garret glared at him, then Nate. "I'm tired of being treated like a toddler! Maybe you can help get it through his obviously thick skull that he doesn't have to fear us, but he does have to respect our skills! Let me get close to Aaron so we can bring him in. Otherwise he'll just be back again and choose another target."


Mick nodded I'm agreement. "Sounds like it'll be a few days. He's in Indiana right now, and from the sounds of it, he's gotta find another driver." In the meantime, they'd just have to sit tight and take turns caring for the babies. The letter that Dana had sent with the babies for Eric would have to wait as well.


Seeing Stacy's reply, Eric felt a little better. But even she had offered no extra information. Not even a hint. And it did little to ease his fear - or his irritation. But it looked like he had no choice but to just get home...


...It was late afternoon, barely two days after Mick had asked Eric to come home, when the familiar semi cab pulled into the ranch driveway. After finding a new driver, which had been faster than anticipated, Eric had pushed all the way back to Texas, slowing only when absolutely necessary. Worrying the whole way had not been fun, and his mind had been through a million and one reasons why he might be called home. Though assured everyone was okay, he was still scared he wasn’t being told the truth. 

Parking in the usual spot and killing the engine, Eric slid from the cab and looked around just a bit cautiously. There was movement around the barn. Lights were on in the dining hall. Everything seemed calm. But he was still on edge. After tucking in his t-shirt and pulling his suspenders over his shoulders, he aimed for the main office first. Entering without knocking, he didn’t bother taking his ball cap off either as he looked between Rosetta and Mick, his eyes wide with worry.

Mick looked up quickly from the paperwork he was going over with Rosetta. “Whoa. Eric. You made good time.” He was secretly glad the babies had been taken to Angel's only half an hour ago after a short time in here.

“Yeah, well wasn’t I supposed to?” Eric set his hands on his hips. “So is somebody gonna tell me why I’m here and not in Chicago? Or do I have to wait even longer to find out who died?” 

Mick gave Rosetta a sidelong glance before he picked up the folded letter from the desk. He wished there was a better way to ease Eric into this, but there really wasn’t, and they'd agreed to let the letter do the talking. “This came for you.”

“What?” Eric took it, but was now even more confused. “You called me home because I got mail?” Unfolding it, he found handwriting which made him bristle. 

Dear Eric,
I know this is going to come as a shock to you, and I apologize for that, but I had little choice. The twins that were just delivered to your door are your daughters. Soon after I left you, I discovered I was pregnant. I considered terminating the pregnancy, but couldn’t follow through. Once they were born though, I realized I could not care for them as I should. I won’t go into details about my life – I’m sure you have plenty of theories, and most of them are probably true. Regardless, it’s no life to raise children, and my partner agrees. So I am sending them to you, trusting that you will take them in, as they are your flesh and blood. You’ll find an offical statement from me that gives up all rights to the twins, so you will not have to worry about me trying to interfere legally. 
My best wishes go with you and the girls. 
Dana

Eric’s face paled. No…no, this wasn’t true. This was just another ploy of Dana’s to destroy him. To use him. To get rid of children she didn’t want. He was just an easy target, that was all. Not the father. He looked at Mick, then Rosetta, his eyes showing too many different emotions to decipher. “Are you…telling me that this letter was brought along with…with babies?”

Start Somewhere

Joining Reese out in the hall once again Nate gives a small sigh as he folds his hands over his chest, This whole thing had turned into one big mess. He trusted Garret and Reese didn't, Garret trusted Victoria but they didn't.

  "I do believe we can trust Garret to do that. I honestly believe he wants to be free and help us. We've got to put trust somewhere. If we dont than we might as well turn them over now because there is no point in keeping them."

Nate did feel strong about that. If they wernt going to try and trust them, get to know them or even work with them than really what was the point of all this. They might as well stop wasting everyones time and turn them over.

  "We have to start somewhere, and I think this is the best time as ever."

Picking the other baby up Angel rocks her softly. It had been a while since she had held a baby. Honestly she missed it so it was nice to have infints here again. Looking down at the little smiling face Angel smiled back before looking up at Becky.

   "I guess some people are just not fit to be parents. Im happy Diana had the sense to see if Eric wanted the baby's at least and not just tossed them away."

... Watching Mick as he talked to Eric on the other line Rosetta could tell he was none to happy, and if she new her brother at all he would want to know what was going on right away. This was best though and there was no point in having him drive if he was upset and she new he would be.

   "Well he might not be happy but at least he is coming."

Getting Erics text Stacy can't help the small smile. She felt bad Eric was panicked but it was nice to know Eric cared about them too.

  "We are ok, promise. Can't wait to see you."

Scared

Reese shook his head at Nate. “All I really got was a good look at her arrogance.”

Garret bristled, but didn’t defend Victoria. He knew she was probably just speaking from experience and most likely could help solve this if Reese would trust her. “She could be valuable in this, ya know.”

“She is valuable,” Reese agreed. “Right here. Behind locked doors. I don’t trust either of you, but you’re the one who gave yourself up willingly – she just came to spring you. How can you expect me to trust her intentions?”

Garret shrugged. “I can’t. I just want you to get your agent back. That’s all.”

“And you care because…?”

“Because I want a chance to prove my loyalty, and because I want to avoid getting Aaron killed, if possible. He’s just doing his job.”

Reese was about to argue, when his cell phone interrupted him. He looked at the incoming call grimly. “It’s him.”  

“Agree to the trade,” Garret begged. “If you don’t, he’ll kill your agent then nab a more important one.”

Reese didn’t respond, but simply answered the call. “Hello?”

“Reese. So good to hear your voice again. You got my two colleagues ready?”

Reese glanced at Garret, then at Nate. “Yeah. Yeah, I’ve got them both.”

“Oh, good. And here I thought you didn’t care about this little lady.”

“Just tell me when and where.” Reese grabbed pen and paper as Aaron gave him instructions then hung up. He thought for a moment, then decided to go ahead and speak in front of Garret, though he addressed Nate. “Tomorrow morning. Seven o’clock. He wants to meet out on Cedar Lane.” It was an old dirt road on the outskirts of town – open land on one side, woods on the other.

Garret straightened. “What are you going to do?”

“I don’t know. Nate?” Reese motioned for him to join him out in the hall, shutting out Garret for now. “Aaron’s not gonna cooperate if we don’t take both Garret and Victoria with us. Can we trust Garret enough to let a partial exchange happen? To let Aaron think he’s getting his way, but as soon as Susanne’s safe, Garret and Victoria don’t go with him? I’m more worried about Victoria than Garret at this point, but if we risk losing both of them to save Susanne’s life, then I guess it’s worth it.”
                       

Mick folded his arms and just remained quiet for several long moments as his mind worked through all the scenarios it could. What if all this was true? Eric would suddenly have a very young, very needy family, with a ton of consequences, both naturally good and bad. What if it was true but Eric didn’t want the babies? Mick really couldn’t imagine that, no matter how stressful this whole thing might be. What if the babies were not his at all? Could they really justify keeping them, regardless? And have two more mouths to feed when they were struggling financially the way it was Or would the wisest thing be to let them find other homes? The decisions certainly couldn’t be based around money. 

He finally shook his head. There were too many variables to figure out. One step at a time. “I agree. Let’s take Troy up on his offer of one week and just see how things play out.’

Being rejoined in the other room, Troy was grateful for their willingness to keep the babies for the week. It took a little time to modify one of his documents and print out a new agreement so that everyone would be legally safe, but all agreed it was necessary. They would keep the girls, and Troy would return in a week. At that time, either they or Eric would sign for custody, or Troy would take them to social services. It was still an awkward situation, but it was made as simple as possible…

“…the poor things.” Becky stood in Angel’s office a couple hours later, cradling one of the babies as Angel checked over the other one. “They’re both so adorable…I don’t understand how a mother could ever do such a thing.” The baby started to cry…again…and Becky did her best to quiet her down. News had spread like wildfire that these could be Eric’s children, and needless to say, everyone was quite surprised. 

Becky cocked her head as she looked at the baby girl’s face, and she smiled. “Ya know…if these aren’t Eric’s girls…they stole his eyes.” It was true – they did seem to have Eric’s eyes, and that, along with the reddish glint in their hair just added to the feeling that it was all true… 

…Back in the office, Mick stood by the desk, phone in hand, looking at Rosetta as he dialed. They’d both agreed that Eric shouldn’t have to find out about the babies over the phone, but it made the call just that much more awkward...


Feeling his phone buzz, Eric glanced at it quickly as he opened up the semi trailer door. It was Mick’s number. Odd. 

“Hey, Tom,” he called to a guy on the loading dock. “Go tell Larry his load is here.” He stepped onto the dock and answered his phone. “Yeah?”

“Hey, it’s Mick. Where are you?”

Eric frowned in concern at Mick’s odd tone of voice. “Indiana. Why?” 

“Any way you can come home?” 

Eric’s whole body tensed. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. There’s just… a situation that needs your attention.”

“Is everyone okay?”

“Yeah, everyone’s fine, don’t worry. But you really need to come home if you can.”

Eric waved to a couple warehouse workers so they could start unloading his truck. “Well, I can’t just stop mid-run. What’s going on?”

“It really should wait until you get here.”

“Mick…” Eric’s pulse quickened, and he walked a short ways from the other men so his conversation could be a little more private. “Is it Agency?”

“No, no. It’s nothing like that. Please, Eric, just trust me.”

“How can I trust you when you won’t tell me what’s going on?!” Eric took off his ball cap to scratch his sweaty head. “If someone’s hurt or dead, you better dang well tell me now.” 

Mick sighed and glanced at Rosetta with frustration. “Look, everyone is fine.”

“Then what’s so important I can’t finish my run?” 

“Do you trust me?”

Eric gritted his teeth. He didn’t like these games, but he recognized the seriousness in Mick’s voice, and it scared him. “Yes.”

“Then come home. You know I wouldn’t ask you to do this if it wasn’t an emergency.”

“I’ve got three weeks left, Mick! I don’t even know how I can cancel out on this one.”

“What can I do to help?”

Eric slapped his hat back on before sighing deeply. “Pray I find a new driver.”

“That, I can do. How long will it take you to get home?”

“Depends on how long it takes for me to give someone else the rest of my run. My best guess is three or four days, but I can’t guarantee it.”

“That’s fine. We’ll be waiting for you.” Ending the call, Mick looked to Rosetta again and shrugged lamely. “He’s upset I won’t tell him what’s going on, but he’s gonna come.” 

Eric aimed back towards the other men. “Tom, you know which route Rizzo’s got?”

“Um…” Tom paused unloading to think. “He was here just last week, headed to Minnesota.” He studied Eric’s worried face. “Why? You alright?”

“Family emergency. I gotta go home, but I’ve got a lot of miles left on this run.”

One of the other men interrupted. “Try Pitbull. Sasha said he’s in Illinois headed this way, and looking for another job.” 

“Perfect. Thanks.” But before Eric made that call, he switched gears again.
Text to: Stacy
Mick jst called to tell me to come home. Pls tell me u and Ash r ok. 

Short Notice

Rosetta looks to Mick again, and than to Stacy before Mick once more and lets out a long sigh. What a mess this was. How they found themselves in these situations was beyond her, but she just couldn't turn those babys away.

 "Well, If we call Eric and tell him its an emergency I do think he would come home early."

One week was not a long time frame but they had to do something. If they turned them away, and than later down the road they found out the really were Eric's kids she would never forgive herself. They didn't deserve this and the least she could do was give them a fair shot.

  "I'd like to take temporary custody of them and than get Eric back here. As long as that is ok with you Mick. This is as much my desition as it is yours."

Victoria rolls her eyes as Reese leaves and shifts in the chair slightly. She'd tried to help and it was just thrown back at her. So much for the trust Garret talked about. If they didn't want to get there agent back that was not her problem. At least she tried.

As the door opens Nate looks to Reese giving a small shake. He did trust Garret even if he new there was something more there. Why Garret wouldn't say puzzled him. He had figured it had to do with Victoria and who she was.

   "Not to much other than Garret says he can get Susanne back unharmed. He can destract him long enough for an extraction team to go in and get Susanne. Any luck with Victoria?" 

Ryan gives a shrug from her bed. What Eli said made sense but it didn't take the pain away. It still hurt, she still felt responsable.

   "I guess so. I just dont know."

One week

Troy retreats slightly, sensing Rosetta's strong stance, not to mention her husband's. Was this family always this intense? "I understand. But we have a couple different issues here. For one, Eric's gonna have to approve or make the request for the paternity test. I shouldn't accept a phone call, but I would. Second, I can't leave the babies here without some sort of signed agreement. I'm under contract and if I left them without any documentation, I could be in a whole heap of trouble."

He looked between all three of them, simply not knowing what to do. "Look, I know this is an unusual situation, but that's what I do...I deal with the unusual. But what I don't want to do is get anyone in trouble - myself, or you." He glanced over his shoulder, out the window to where the car was parked before returning to the conversation. "I'd stay - this place seems nice. But I've got another client waiting for me, and I won't be back through this area for another week. When do you expect Eric back?"

Mick sighed and ran a hand over his face. "You don't understand. He's a trucker. He's not due back for another three weeks at least."

"Oh." Troy's brow furrowed as he tried to figure out a solution. "What if you would simply sign an agreement to take responsibility for the babies just for one week? And at the end of that week, when I come back through, either Eric provides written consent to take them, or they go with me to social services? We can do it over the phone and by fax - not the best methods, but doable."

"Aw, I don't know." Mick shook his head. "I don't think doing any of this over the phone is a good idea. I mean, he doesn't even know he's a father. I certainly wouldn't want to find out via phone, and at the same time have to make up my mind about custody." He looked at Rosetta again. "I know we want what's best here, but..."

"Can you get him to come home early?" Troy interrupted. "Within this next week? I just..." He folded his arms around his papers, pursing his lips. "As many things as I've seen in my line of work, I'll never get used to a mother just giving away her kids like this. If I could adopt them all myself, I would. If these two girls can end up with their father, here, at least they'll be with family. I want to make this work - I simply can't leave them without someone signing to take on responsibility, even if it's temporary. But even then, I can't let it go for more then a week. I'm risking my neck even suggesting any of this - if you're all nuts and run off with the babies, I'd probably wind up in jail. But I'm willing to risk it. I don't know why, but I am. A week's all I can afford though, before going to social services. My contract with Dana is legally binding."

Mick thought for a moment before gesturing for Rosetta to follow him into the adjoining room. "Give us a minute."

"Sure." Troy stood by awkwardly, giving Stacy a polite smile as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other.

Once in the other room, Mick's eyes searched Rosetta's face. "I'm not sure what to do," he admitted quietly. "I keep thinking this is just a ploy of Dana's, but why would she come up with an idea like this, when a paternity test is all it will take to prove or disprove her? She may be evil, but she's just not that stupid to think he wouldn't have them tested. As much as I don't want to turn Eric's world upside down, I'm having a hard time believing this is all a farce." He paused, mulling over Troy's offer... and what this might do to Eric. He was emotionally sensitive to begin with, and not only would this change everything, but it would also dredge up some pretty painful issues from a not-so-distant past with Dana. "What do you think about getting Eric back here like he suggested? We could go ahead and tell him...but... I don't know. He's your brother and you predict him better than I do... how do you think the best way is to handle him?"


It was Reese's turn to laugh, and he shook his head at Victoria's suggestion. "Not on your life. This is exactly the kind of ploy I've been talking about. You may think it would be a stupid pan, but what's even more stupid is the thought of me letting you and Garret roam free - you're the only leverage we have to get my agent back. No...that's not how this is going down."

He turned to leave and nodded to Pete, who shut and locked the door again. "Now what?"

"Now we go see if Nate got anywhere with Garret. This whole thing is turning into a circus."


"Aaron won't kill unless he's backed into a corner. Without a hostage he has no leverage." Garret shuffled a couple feet to the table to sit on the edge. "Make no mistake - whether he's acting on his own or not, he's a fairly high ranking agent who has saved my butt more than once. He may not be doing what Victoria wants, but he's not an idiot."

Nate's speculation of Victoria halted Garret's train of thought for just a moment. Did Nate know? Had he somehow found out? No...otherwise he wouldn't be fishing for information. "Victoria has no more pull with our superiors than anyone else," he responded evenly. His eyes stared into Nate's. "She's simply capable of making anyone's life miserable if she wants to, which should make Aaron tread lightly. But he's too loyal to me to sit back and do nothing."

He paused a moment, refusing to say more about it. "If Reese wants to send an extraction team, let me go. Aaron won't listen to anyone else. He won't like it that I've turned, but that alone would throw him off long enough to get your officer out." A new desperation filtered into his eyes. "And maybe I can prove to Reese I'm on your side." 

The door suddenly opened, and Reese stepped inside, Pete and shotgun still behind him. Reese looked to Nate. He hadn't given him much time, but they didn't have much time to begin with, and he was to the point where he didn't care about talking in front of Garret. "Anything?"


Eli wandered into Ryan's room and sat on the edge of her bed before giving her leg a pat. "There's nothing for you to be sorry for. I'm sorry we were that loud." He sighed and shook his head. "Tal has a lot to work through...and I'm sure he will. Maybe things could have been handled differently on all sides, but what's done is done. And... now that the wound has been completely ripped open... maybe now it can really heal."