A/N: hey people

Disclaimer: I don't own Covert affairs though that would be really awesome to own Auggie and Jai

I knew exactly how Auggie felt. He like so many of his fellow co-workers had at one point in time been in love

with a non-spook, no he thought love wasn't the word it was so much more than that.

Olivia was her name and she was the most beautiful, most magnificent creature on the planet in his opinion. She had long luscious chestnut brown hair with the perfect balance of golden honey highlights. She had an oval shaped face with full lips and a button nose. Her eyes he would have to say were definitely one of her best features. They were big and were a shade of brown so dark you'd have sworn they were black. When you looked into her eyes it was like a tinted window to her soul; you could only see what she wanted you to see. However she could always read people like an open book. No matter how hard they tried to resist and build up walls against her she would just tear them down as though they were made of paper. She was tall and tan and as perfect as a snowflake but by no means as fragile.

Olivia was my heaven and she was my hell.

Olivia was my poison and she was my cure.

Olivia was my life and she was my death.

I loved her more than life itself, I would gladly lay down my life for her.

If it weren't for the agency she would be my wife and we would be living happy and content without any of the hazards that working with the CIA comes with.

I hated leaving her. It burned my heart, becoming my own living hell.

I remember the fateful day I had to leave her like it was yesterday. She was sitting at the small window seat reading her favorite book; Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austin with a smile on her petite face. She looked like an angle sitting there as the sun glowed like a halo against her skin. I cleared my throat to make my presence know. She look up with that same smile of content that to my horror faded when she saw my face which probably didn't have the most comforting look . I couldn't help it I just blurted out "We are over" like a big moron and than went out without a last passing glance. I never saw or heard from her ever again. Something in my gut tells me its a good thing considering I'll only hurt her more than I already have.

That day I swore I would make the agency pay. I would slowly bide my time and climb the ladder on the food chain of the CIA and then when they were least expecting it I would make them pay.

That is why I Jai Wilcox, CIA royalty, son of Henry Wilcox- Satan's Henchman am feeding Liza Hern information about the CIA.

A/N: So how was that? I love Jai Wilcox but I feel like there is something about him. This idea popped into my head when I was watching Tuesday's episode. How awesome was that episode? It also got me thinking about how many relationships have had to come to an end because of the CIA.

~lizzietish13