Just a little something I've been working on. Set after Family Holiday. WARNING: SPOILERS

This is rated M. There will be two smut scenes, the first one being in chapter two. I will post warnings before the actual sex scene so that you can skip over it if you choose to do so. I have given you proper warnings and have rated this story to reflect the graphic nature of certain scenes, please do not flame me because of sex scene.

Holiday smiled at him across the table. They had been together a little over a year and still seeing him smile sent butterflies into her chest. That smile was only for her. It was one of the best drugs in the world giving her one of the most intense highs a person could ask for.

"How's Beverly?" His voice was the same tone it always was but the personal conversation was worlds different from what it normally was. Pushing a strand of hair back from her face she nodded.

"She's loving life. School is going great for her- she's readjusted extremely well. I thought that she'd have some issues in school but she's just too smart." She bragged on her baby sister.

"That's good." He answered as he took another bite of spaghetti. Musing to herself she watched it. It didn't matter how hard or stoic he tried to look- it was hard to give off the sixth deadliest man in the world vibe when you were sucking down a stray noodle. Her legs crossed under the table and her foot moved against his shin. She knew he would notice. He noticed everything. No reaction, however other than simpling stating. "Doctor-" So formal, uh. "Do you realize your foot is touching my leg?"

"Yes, Agent. I do." Holiday grinned and ran her foot along his shin again with an arched eyebrow. Six only nodded and finished off his meal.

Paying for the meal, they walked out side by side. Holiday's eyes moved over him as she reached out taking his hand. Six glanced down at her with that slight smile as he gripped her hand. Maybe tonight...She thought to herself. Yes...tonight.

Slipping into the seat next to him in the inconspicuous black sedan, she watched him as he meticulously scanned the area for potential threats before finally getting into the driver's side. Everything he did, every movement he made was cautious, calculated and his eyes were always looking for that unseen danger. It was one of the many reasons she loved him. The silence between them as they drove back to the base wasn't awkward. It was comforting. They didn't need conversation to fill it- the presence of the other was rewarding in itself. Her gaze moved over him, as her hand lifted, and came to rest on his forearm. His hand gripped the gear shift a little tighter but he made no effort to shy away. To her that was a good sign.

It was dusk when they finally made it to the base. Peeling herself from the seat, she shut the door behind her after getting out. She looked over the top of the car at him and smiled.

"That was fun. We should do it more often." Her voice was teasing.

"We should." He answered as he walked around the car, offering her his arm. Holiday gladly took it, her hand enjoying the contours of his arm beneath all that fabric. She had many times enjoyed patching him up- well the few times he was actually injured. Sure, she could have let the doctors and nurses in the medical wing take care of him, but she preferred to do it herself. Not only to make sure it was done correctly- but also to feed her desire to see as much of his flesh as possible. Sadly, that was very limited. Yes, she was a doctor. Yes, she was a scientist and a genius. And yes, she had three PhDs. But she was also a woman, and she did have thoughts and desires as much as she would have liked to deny it.

As always he walked her to her office. She turned to him looking up at him with glittering green eyes as her hand curled in his tie. He didn't resist as she pulled him down. Kissing him lightly she couldn't help the butterflies that exploded in her chest as his arms curled around her. It was a sensation she would never tire of- the feel of his lips against hers. He tightened his arms around her and she leaned into him- her body pressing against his as she deepened the kiss. As always, he was the first to pull away and as always he brushed his knuckles along her cheek.

But it was not going to be another as always night for them. Her eyes moved to his as her hand slipped his glasses from his face. She looked to her side, setting the vision inhibitors on the table before looking back up at him. Snaking her arms around his neck, she pulled him back down into another kiss. As their tongues intertwined the fiery passion she had for him flared to life. She loved him. It was plain and simple- she wanted to show him and she wanted to be shown just how he felt for her. Pulling away from the embrace only slightly, her finger hooked under his tie pulling it loose.

That was when things started south as he quickly slammed on the breaks- his hand wrapping around her wrist.

"Rebecca..." He started and she mentally cussed, but looked up at him with unchanged eyes. Six's eyes met hers as he shook his head slightly. "You know we can't." It was like getting kicked in the gut. Her eyebrows knotted together as she shook her head back.

"Why not?" She asked innocently- trying and succeeding to keep the disappointment out of her voice. Stepping closer to him, he had to know how badly she wanted him.

"It complicates things." He answered flatly. She tried not to scoff, she really did but this time she wasn't so successful.

"How, Six? Why won't you make love to me?" Holiday asked bluntly. He didn't sugar coat anything and didn't expect her to- so she didn't. Six stepped away from her bringing her hand away from his tie.

"Our jobs-" He started.

Holiday shook her head. "Our jobs nothing, Six. Are you afraid? Have you never been with a woman?" She asked, grasping at straws to understand. Six only looked at her as he straightened his tie.

"That has nothing to do with it." He answered. She knew he had been with women- there wasn't a way a man could kiss like he could- especially at his age- and not have been intimate at least ONCE in his life.

"Then what? Is it me?" She asked horrified to think that he didn't find her in the least bit appealing. Six cleared his throat.

"No, Doctor." She wanted to scream. Back to 'Doctor'? Six picked up his sunglasses and looked at her, holding them in one hand.

"You know as well as I do, we are in the middle of a war." Holiday looked at him with a blank face, he continued. "We can't be distracted with anything and our relationship as it is, is distraction enough. There are lives that depend on us. We have to stay alert and ready. " His voice was cold and precise.

"And if we don't win the war?" She asked, trying and hoping to reason with him. He looked at her with his normal stoic and blank face.

"It is what it is."

She shook her head at him, not liking his explanation. "You couldn't take a hour or two out of saving the world to be human?"

"No." He stated flatly and turned walking out on that not, slipping his glasses on before shutting the door behind him.