Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the original characters in the story (the cousins: Ian, Collum, Mary, Austin, and their friend Blake).
A knock on the door interrupted Flint's thoughts. "Enter," he said gruffly, looking back down at his report he was typing.
Lady Jaye poked her head in the door. "Hey there, stranger," she said.
Flint's look of annoyance turned to a smile. "Hey there, yourself. Whatcha got behind your back?"
She entered and shut the door behind her. "Oh, just a little something. Figured you were working late and missed dinner so I brought something for you."
From behind her back she produced a picnic basket. Flint's smile widened. "A picnic?" he asked, eyebrows raised, amused.
She shrugged. "Well, I figure this might be the only way I get to see you. We've been like two ships passing in the night and frankly, I've been a little lonely at night these past few weeks," she admitted softly.
Flint got up and pulled her to him. "Well, then, let's make the most of it, shall we?" he murmured, kissing her lightly on the neck.
Another knock on the door had Flint quietly groaning. "Maybe if we're quiet, it'll go away," he whispered softly to Jaye.
She giggled, snuggling closer to Flint.
"Uh, Flint?" Dialtone's voice said through the door. "Is Lady Jaye in there with you? She has an urgent phone call."
Kissing Jaye on top of the head and whispering "later," he answered loudly, "Come on in Dialtone."
Jaye sat on the edge of Flint's desk, looking innocent, the picnic basket on the floor at her feet. Dialtone poked his head around the door, blushing slightly, not sure what he had come in on. "Um, Lady Jaye, I have a call for you from a Liam. He says it's a family matter. Do you want me to have it transferred to Flint's office?"
Jaye gripped the edge of the desk as her face went pale. "Liam? Um, yeah, sure, do that, please."
Flint looked at Jaye, puzzled. Normally things did not fluster her. He wondered who Liam was.
Reading his thoughts, she looked at him and mouthed "my cousin."
Flint's phone rang and Jaye answered it. "Liam?"
There was a moment of silence and then Jaye heard her cousin's voice say in Gaelic, "It's time. You're needed."
"Are you sure?" she answered in the same language, turning away from Flint's inquiring gaze.
"We will be there in 2 hours to pick you up." He named a nearby private airstrip. "Be ready." There was a click as he disconnected.