Disclaimer: I do not own the characters in this story. They are not my own. I only cherish them.

My stories are set in real-time. Dom is a Vietnam vet and String and St. John were in Iraq post 9/11.

Should Old Acquaintance Return

Chapter One: The Black Sedan

Cait was doing some shopping for things they needed at the cabin this weekend. Since she returned three weeks ago she and String had spent most nights together. During the week they stayed at her small house and on the weekends at the cabin. She parked her car in front of the "Wine Cellar". String had placed an order there and asked Cait to pick it up. She was carefully placing the bottles in the back seat when she had an uneasy feeling. Her training as a cop kicked in. That was twice today she spotted the same black sedan. She made sure not to look the driver's way. She had one more stop at the fish market. If she was being followed she would soon find out.

As Cait was walking into the fish market she was pretending to be preoccupied with her phone. Keeping her head down her eyes scanned the parking lot. She was just being paranoid. The sedan had not followed her. She proceeded to the fresh fish counter picking out some Alaskan salmon and nice tuna steaks. Done with her shopping she returned to the hanger.

Cait was putting the groceries in the refrigerator at the office to keep before they flew to the cabin. String snuck up behind her grabbing her from behind pulling her to him. "You took too long" he said as he kissed her neck.

Cait turned in his arms. "What did the doctor say today? And remember I can always check with him to make sure you're telling me the truth." String was still recovering from the accident at the studio when the safety net had given way sending him fifty feet to the ground.

String ducked his head down so he was looking into her eyes. "I am fit and ready to go. He cleared me for flight. Honest." He said as he crossed his heart.

"Ok, I believe you." She felt a twinge of guilt. She was demanding the truth out of him but wasn't coming clean about the black sedan. It was not the first time she felt she was being followed the past couple of days. She wanted to tell him about it but they had come so far in working out their relationship she didn't want any setbacks. He had been sharing his reasons with her as to why he never allowed himself to fall in love with her. He was afraid of losing her and believed she would be safer away from him and Airwolf. Her being taken hostage in Saudi Arabia kind of killed that theory for him since she managed to get into trouble without him being around. He now thought she was safer with him rather than without.

They were interrupted by Dom. "Hey you two, don't you get enough of each other at night?"

String got in one more kiss. "No we don't. Are you still coming for dinner tonight?"

"Just try and keep me away." Dom replied with a stern eye. Since Cait had returned he had hardly seen either one of them outside of work. They all had been busy getting caught up at the hangar. String was handling light repair work and the office. Dom was glad he was cleared for flight. Sting was not cut out for office work and didn't know how long the young pilot would last not flying.

"You're not going to get me up there and feed me fish are ya Cait?"

"Heaven forbid I fix you something healthy Dom, I got you a rib eye steak."

Dom hugged her. "That's my girl." String was shaking his head at him.

Cait's cell phone rang. Looking at the number before she answered she excused herself and walked outside to take the call. Dom looked to String. "What's that all about? That's the second call today that she took outside."

String poured a cup of coffee. Dom could tell he had something on his mind. "Well, are ya gone to tell me or not?"

String shrugged his shoulders. "I think it's another offer for a modeling job."

Since Cait had returned she had had several offers but was reluctant to talk about them. String knew they needed to talk about what she planned to do with her new career but was afraid of what her decision would be. He wanted her to be happy and if she decided that she wanted to do this he was behind her all the way. That didn't mean he would be happy about it. It would mean long weeks away from him. Not to mention the men that were falling all over her. The few times they had been out the guys from the airfield would openly flirt with her. He was learning to control his temper. He trusted Cait and she was capable of setting them straight.

Dom interrupted his thoughts. "So has she decided to keep modeling?"

String sat the cup down. "Don't know, we haven't talked about it."

"You what?" Dom was wildly waving his hands. "You two had better stop this right now. That's what got you both into trouble in the first place. Not opening up to each other."

Putting a hand on Dom's shoulder he headed to where Cait was on her call. "I know Dom; I'll take care of it."

"Sure, I'll let you know." Cait said hanging up her phone as String approached her.

"Is there another man?" String asked teasing her.

Cait laughed. "There will never be another man as far as I'm concerned."

"So if you're not cheating on me why the secrecy?"

Cait was at a loss for words. She was not prepared to talk about the modeling offers. "Oh, you know, it's just another offer to do an ad."

"And you can't talk about it with me?" He said looking confused.

"No it's not like that. I just need some time away from it all to think." With that she dismissed the conversation by putting her arm around his waist and leading him back in. "Come on. I don't know about you but I'm ready to go home."

String smiled. He liked that she called the cabin home.