So I decided on a new story... I wasn't to keen on writing anymore since people tend to be so negative! Yikes

Hahahaha whatever!

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I do not own Covert Affairs. I do not own any of the known characters, settings, etc.. I am not making any money from the writing of this fictional story.

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Chapter 1

Annie took another sip of her latte and looked back down to the newspaper laying in front of her on her desk. She normally wasn't one for newspapers, but it was such a slow day at office that she didn't have much else to do.

Ever since she got back from Switzerland, it wasn't uncommon to see Annie looking into space with a small smile on her face. Well sometimes it wasn't a smile, but a scowl.

Even though after she returned, her friendship with Auggie was fine, that in itself only lasted so long. She had a scowl on her beautiful face. She pushed back the paper and glared at the paper cup infront of her.

"You do know that no matter how hard you stare, the cup won't burst into flames?" Rai said from where he was leaning over her cubicle wall.

Annie didn't answer. She chose to ignore him and look back at her desk to no point in particular. Rai sighed and left. It wasn't even fun to flirt with Annie anymore.

Annie took the last sip from her cup and looked towards the entrance. Auggie had left a couple of minutes ago to have lunch with Liza Hearn. Or now named the Cow. Since after the Natasha situation, things have gone downhill with Annie and Auggie's friendship but this... this thing with Liza was flourishing.

Annie got up from her seat and pulled her coat on. She picked up her handbag and rolled up the paper to take it home. 'Wait, why do I care about the stupid paper?' Annie asked herself. She chucked it into the dustbin and made to leave the office.

"Agent Walker?" Joan called from outside her office. Annie turned to her, "I'm on my way!"

"Please sit down Annie." Joan asked from behind her desk. Her office door was locked and the screens were down. Ensuring total privacy.

"Is something wrong?" Annie asked with a hint of worry in her voice. Joan sighed quietly from her seat. "Possibly. We don't have all the details." Joan said. She picked up a file from her desk and pushed it towards Annie.

"Annie I am sending you to the Middle East. To work along side the Mossad." Joan said. Annie looked at her shocked. "What's going on? Is there something being kept quiet or...?" Annie asked worriedly.

Joan shook her head, "It shouldn't be to difficult. Basicly, they have a small team of agents working on info and sometimes assisting with the rebels in Libya. And yes sometimes working against the Somali pirates." Annie frowned, "Where exactly do I fit in?"

Joan gave her a small smile. Joan looked into Annie's green* eyes and answered her. "The Presidency wants to keep tabs on what is going on in the Middle East and parts of Africa seeing that there are troops still stationed there. So we were ordered to send in an agent to work with Mossad on the ground." It made sense, "But why me? Wouldn't a more senior agent be better suited for this op?"

Joan locked eyes with Annie. "You were requested by name Annie. If it's not you, the Mossad team leader refuses to work with us." Annie's eyes were wide, "Eyal?" Joan nodded, her face not giving away any emotion, "Apparently you made an impression. Not that anything was said indicating such..."

Annie could feel a faint blush creep over her face. She was going to be working with Eyal again... 'Wait a minute! He asked to work with her! Could that mean something?'

"I accept." Annie confirmed to Joan. Well it isn't as if she can turn down the assignment in the first place.

"You will be reporting directly to me. From now on I am your handler." Annie was caught off guard but knew better than to interrupt her boss. "You will be leaving on a plane tomorrow morning at 07:00 for Tal Aviv where Mossad will have somebody waiting for you. Everything else you may possibly need to know, is in the file. I put it together myself." Joan looked at Annie.

"And Annie?" Annie looked at Joan, "This is a long term op. It may be a very long time before you set foot State side again." Annie nodded mutely. She expected this. At some point or another a case like this was bound to pop up.

"Is there anything else?" Annie asked. Joan shook her head, "No Annie. And good luck! Remember, you talk and report to me. Nobody else. Don't even mention this to anybody else." Annie only nodded and left Joan's office. She had a feeling things were a bit more complicated than what Joan just told her.

Annie put the file inside a pocket in her cloak, her handbag over her shoulder and walked into the elevator. She hadn't noticed Auggie walking back to his office. Or Rai and Stu glancing her way with quizical expressions on their faces.

As Annie left the parking space in her car, she smiled one last time at the guard before leaving for an Undetermined amount of time.

She drove home wondering about what to tell Danielle. She couldn't really tell her the truth, but she can't not tell her the truth. Her sister was bound to notice something fishy. But then again, her sister still believes she's a terrible liar.

"WHAT?" Danielle screeched. "What do you mean you don't know how long they are sending you? I mean really! In your line of work you should atleast be able to have a set time frame?" Danielle fretted over her younger sister.

Annie sighed for the umpteenth time that afternoon. When she got home, Danielle was already busy helping the girls with their homework and making dinner when Annie asked to quickly speak to Danielle alone.

Annie took off her shoes and looked at them sadly before looking Danielle straight in the eye. "Danielle, we have to open the office in Tel Aviv and the bosses decided I have to go because of my language skills!"

In the end, she had to promise Danielle that she'd call in every now and then in order for her sister to peacefully go back into the house.

Annie was looking over the items she was packing in her bags... Most of the clothes she was packing was definately not what she usually wore... From combat pants and boots (which she had to own as an agent), jeans, shirts and flat shoes like sneakers. But before she zipped her last bag closed, she stood infront of her closet... In the end, she packed two summer dresses, a cocktail dress, a skirt and ofcourse atleast three pairs of her trademark shoes. She sat on her bed and took out the file to read up on the case before she headed to dinner with the family for the last time in who knows how long...

Joan was a tad quiet at dinner that night with Arthur. He knew she was sending in agent Walker, but he didn't even have most of the specifics himself, leaving her to handle this particular case. But he had to make sure, "Joan your not getting to personally involved with this right?" He asked as he put down his wine glass.

Joan looked up with an eyebrow raised, "No I am not! I may be worried about sending her in, but I know she will be able to handle it."

Arthur nodded and took another sip of his wine, "And will she be able to handle Mossad?" He enquired. Joan huffed, "Yes, yes she will." And with that, they continued dinner in silence.

Well that was until, "So what's going on with Anderson and Hearn?" Joan asked a silent Arthur.

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