Well, you all asked for it. So here is Covert Affairs Season 4 Episode 1 Rewrite following my previous one-shot "A Promise for the Future".

Thank you to everyone who Reviewed APFTF. You inspired me to continue :)

Please understand this is following the same basic storyline as season 4. You will see a lot of dialog that comes directly from the episode, but because Annie is not with Auggie circumstances will start to change.

She will not readily have access to information that on the show Auggie shared with her because they were in a relationship.

Also, Eyal is a seasoned spy, and he is not blind which may lead Annie into or out of trouble faster.

Most of this will be from Annie's point of view with a little from Eyal's thrown in. So if there is a scene in the episode without Annie most likely it will not be written out here. Eyal will sometimes be off doing his own thing, gathering Intel, working missions for Mossad, etc, etc. Unless he is in a scene with Annie or it's written direct from his point of view you won't always know what he's up to.

I think you get the picture!

For the moment I have decided to leave out the elevator scene. A lot is going to change the further and further I get into the season, and I am not sure how I want it to go yet. I may go back and add it later.

Please Read and Review! I hope you enjoy :)

Vamos Rewrite

By Elanen

Annie rolled over in bed and stared at her alarm clock. It was still early, but she had a plane to catch. Pulling herself from the warmth of her bed, she began to gather her clothes.

The conversation last night with Eyal played through her thoughts, and she smiled. It made what she was about to do easier.

Having showered and dressed, Annie grabbed her suitcase and made her way down to the cab that was waiting to take her to the airport.

Joan had been more than glad to grant her a few days of vacation when she had called the night before. "After everything that has happened this last year, I really think you could use the time, Annie." Joan had been too polite to mention Simon or Russia, but Annie knew she was thinking it.

If only Joan knew what her real plans were. There would be no rest and relaxation on this trip.

Annie had to see where Henry's Intel led.

She sat back in her seat on the airplane, and waited for her arrival in Colombia.

XXXXX

Annie had barely made it out of the airport terminal when her cellphone rang. "Hello?"

"She picks up."

"Auggie? Hey." She wasn't sure where they stood after she had turned him down the night before.

Auggie's voice sounded far away. "What's going on…hold on a sec, Annie." He faded out and came back after a moment. "You there, Annie?"

"What's going on, Auggie?"

Auggie signed. "The D.O. just requisition my hard drives. 'Standard security back check'." He mimicked.

"Why!" Annie was alarmed. Henry Wilcox's predictions had started.

"I expect you to observe. Dominoes will start to fall. Tomorrow the D.O. will begin a routine investigation into Auggie Anderson's security clearance."

"Don't worry about me. A hard drive rec is nothing new for a tech op." His reassurance did nothing to calm her fears. "So, Joan mentioned you wouldn't be in today. That you asked for time off."

"Yeah." She answered distractedly.

"Listen, Annie, if this is about last night…"

She realized how it must look to him. "No! No, Auggie, it's not. I promise. It's just… I haven't had any time to myself since Russia, and I thought it might be nice to go on an actual vacation. No mission, normal sightseeing and such." She cringed as she said the words aloud. She hated bring up her stint in a Russian prison, but she knew he would instantly back off. She felt queasy having to lying to him.

"Of course. Where you headed?"

"I'll tell you all about it when I get back"

"I will hold you to that, Walker."

"Bye, Auggie."

XXXXX

Annie felt excitement build in her as she walked through the heart of Medellin. She loved traveling. Colombia was unlike any place she had seen before, but that was the beauty of every new city she visited. She swiveled taking in the giant marble statues lining the street.

She had left her suitcase at the hotel, opting to walk the short distance to her destination.

Nearing the bank she took in the dark smartly dressed man that was just exiting. She approached her quarry. "Mr. Sanchez?"

"Si?"

"I had a question about a foreign currency account."

"There are tellers inside who can help you." The business man tried to brush her off.

"I was told you were the man to speak to at Banco Medellin."

The man paused, and removed his sunglasses. "And why is that?"

Annie smiled. She had his attention now. "You're not afraid to take chances. I need you to give me information about a high-value client."

"And why would I do that?" He scoffed at her.

She unclasped the gold watch from her wrist and offered it to the banker. "This is for your girlfriend, Beatriz."

Mr. Sanchez eyed the watch, but eventually took it.

"Or you could give it to your wife, Claudia." Annie continued sweetly. "Or you could give it to your other girlfriend, also called Claudia."

His face hardened, and he glared at her.

"I know all about you, Oswaldo. The fancy cars, and the massive debt. So if you want to talk, we need to talk." She left the ball in his court, and as expected he snatch at it.

"Okay. Let's talk." He glanced at their surroundings. "But not here."

She nodded. "Here's the account number." She handed him a small note. "Where do you want to meet?"

"Orquideorama. Five sharp."

Annie turned to go. "Personally, I'd give it to your wife." She quipped in parting.

She casually made her way back to the hotel, checking her tail as she did. Confident she had not been followed, she passed through the hotel restaurant, and went up a flight of stairs to her room.

Her door was already ajar.

She was reaching for her gun when she remembered she had been unable to bring it on the plane. Inching forward, she eased the door inward.

Her anxiety fled as she recognized the man that had invaded her room.

"Eyal? What are doing here?" She was thrilled and nervous all at the same time.

Eyal Lavin turned leisurely from the window and smiled at her. "Annie Walker. I could ask you the same thing."

Annie couldn't help but answer his grin with one of her own. She shut the door behind her and tossed her purse onto the bed. "You are the one in my hotel room." Her smile belied her words. "Are you on assignment for Mossad?"

He shrugged nonchalantly. "It seems we cannot stay away from one another for long, Neshama. I do not remember hearing of any CIA mission here in Colombia."

Annie sat on the edge of the bed. "I bet there is a lot about the CIA that you do not know." She sighed. "But I'm not here for the CIA."

"This is about the Intel you mentioned." It wasn't a question, still she nodded.

Eyal moved around the bed and sat beside her. "Will you show me?"

He watched her as she searched in her bag and removed a folder.

He had been uncertain at first if coming would be a good idea. However, the way Annie was smiling at him, reminded him of when they had run into each other in Paris before she had realized he was there to steal her asset. It had only been the second time they had met. She had been all smiles and blushes. She wasn't nearly as flustered as she had been then, but he could tell she was pleased to see him.

Not for the first time he was blown away by how undone this woman made him feel.

"At this point I pretty much have this memorized." Annie passed him the file without hesitation. A testament to her trust in him. "You know who Arthur Campbell is, right?"

"The head of the DCS department in the CIA?"

"Yeah. There's financial records here that indicate he may be funneling money to the ALC terror group here in Colombia." She tapped on the face of a woman in a picture with Arthur. "There's evidence of this same woman meeting with the ALC Terrorist codenamed. 'The Puma'."

"You are here to find out if this is true?"

"There is also this." She pulled out another page and pointed to the name listed as having opened the bank account the terrorists were using. "That's one of Auggie's aliases." Eyal looked up in surprise. "I'm here to prove this wrong."

He nodded and flipped back through the pages. "Who gave this to you, Annie?"

"Have you heard of Henry Wilcox?"

His eyebrows rose. "He went to prison for treason, did he not?"

"Yeah. He got out." Annie shrugged.

"And he gave you this information?" She nodded.

"Considering the source, you know this may very well be a trap. This may be exactly what Henry Wilcox wants."

"I know." She sighed. "I have to do something though."

Eyal laughed and bumped her shoulder. "You would not be Annie Walker if you did not follow this down." "What was your first move?"

"Assistant bank manager. He proved to be as irreputable as expected. I'm meeting him later for the full download."

"So, where are we meeting him?"

"We?"

"Since I'm here." He smiled.

XXXXX

Annie and Eyal slowly made their way through the Medellin Botanical Gardens, keeping their eyes peeled for anyone out of place. As they entered the Orquideorama, Annie stopped and stared in awe at the wooden flowers that stretched into the sky. "It's amazing. Have you ever been here before, Eyal?"

"This is a first for me as well, Neshama." Eyal took in the giant structure before settling his gaze on her. "We will see many new places together."

She caught his gazed and smiled. "You are always so sure."

"Kismet." He replied simply. "You see our banker?"

She shook her head. "Fashionably late."

"You met the man. Will he show? Do we wait?" Eyal waited for her lead.

"We wait." Annie answered decisively. Her eyes lighted on the guitarist not far from them, playing a despondent melody. "We dance."

He smiled in surprise and pulled her close. They effortlessly moved into a gentle sway.

Unfortunately it did not last long before Annie paused and discreetly indicated the target.

The Colombian banker veered off down one of the garden's many pathways, and they started to follow. Eyal saw the man first and pulled Annie back.

Sanchez was lying face down on the wooden deck. Blood pooled under his head.

"He's dead." Eyal said what they both already knew. Time to get Annie out of here. Before he could enact his plan he felt someone come up behind them.

Whirling around he put himself between the killer and Annie. He went for his gun when a shot came from the trees, and the man fell.

A young black man came from the far side of the trail and approached them. "I strongly suggest you two come with me." He replaced his gun under his jacket and continued on, not waiting to see if they heeded his words.

"He's the Station Chief." Eyal whispered in her ear. "Come on, Annie."

XXXXX

Their guide led them to a small bar.

"Okay. Everything on the table." The man swirled his drink with his finger and pinned them with a hard stare. "My name is Calder Michaels, and I'm station chief here in Medellin. I now have a sweep team at the orchard garden, and three bribes I'm going to have to make because of those bodies, but here I am doing all the talking when two other CIA operatives are visiting my lovely city. How rude. Go."

"You must be mistaken. We're just here on vacation." Annie smiled innocently at Calder.

"Okay." Calder smiled back at her.

"Okay?" That was too easy.

Calder dropped the smiled "I've had eyes on you ever since you stepped off the plane in Cordova. And you…" He turned his attention to Eyal.

Eyal smoothly cut him off. "You didn't even know I was here until I met with her, at which time I allowed you to continue to shadow us. Thank you for your assistance back there, by the way."

Calder was thrown for a moment. He wasn't sure whether he should be pissed off or accept the man's gratitude.

Annie took the opening. "Langley doesn't always alert local station chiefs about missions in-country."

"When was the last time you were on a mission in Colombia?" Annie looked away. "Exactly. Never. 'Cause it's not just dangerous down here, it's unpredictable. There's a code, but it's messy…"

"There are laws, but not really." Eyal supplied.

Calder considered the spy. "Now, you're catching on. The one thing you can count on is that operatives do better in Colombia when I'm looped in. I'm the youngest station chief in South America in twenty years, and I got here because I know how to play ball. But that's hard to do by yourself." He watched them both letting his words sink in. "I'd like to propose a toast." He lifted his glass. "To us. Are we going to become friends, enemies, or just remain people who happen to be spies for the same great country? It's really up to you."

"Cheers." Annie broke the dark mood.

"Cheers." Calder clanked his glass with hers, and in turn Annie tapped Eyal's.

"Well," Having said his peace, Calder rose, put on his sunglasses, and grabbed his suit jacket. "Enjoy your visit. This one's on me." He tossed money on the table and left.

"You think he's going to call Langley?" Annie asked worriedly.

"No, Calder Michaels is an ambitious man. He won't risk displeasing the higher ups or take the chance we're working above his clearance level."

"He didn't seem to know who you are."

"He must have assumed I was your CIA back up. We should keep it that way." Eyal took a sip of his drink. "It would not look good with your agency if you were found running an unauthorized mission with a Mossad agent."

Annie propped her chin on her hand and smiled flirtatiously at him. "But I thought that was our specialty."

He laughed. "I guess we have had a few of those."

"What about Mossad? Rivka can't be happy you are helping me instead of completing your own mission."

"No doubt, she wouldn't be if she found out, but…" Eyal hesitated and Annie noticed his serious shift. "I made it clear to Rivka if I was to work for Mossad again, you were off limits."

Annie was touched. She knew it must have been hard to walk away in the first place. She put her hand on his shoulder. "Thank you, Eyal. That means a lot to me."

He turned towards her and fingered a strand of her hair. "Believe me, Neshama, it was the least I could do."

Annie smiled gently at him. Patting his shoulder, she stood. "Come on, I think I have another way to find our target."

XXXXX

"How will we know if the transfer goes though?" Eyal guided Annie to one of the waiting benches surrounding the Banco Medellin.

She passed over the palm sized electronic piece she carried. "I was able to get Eric to put a trace, or an e-trace as he called it, on the account, but he said it could take a while." "You think following the courier is the best idea?"

"I believe it is the only option we have left."

Eyal fiddled with the electronic device, and Annie played with a crossword puzzle as they waited.

"Eric?"

Annie looked up. "What?"

"You mentioned an Eric did this e-trace. What happened to Auggie?"

"Oh, Yeah. Eric Barber. He's another tech operative in my department. He's trustworthy. He won't ask a lot of questions, and he won't tell anyone."

Eyal nodded trusting her judgment. "You told me all about Eric, but you didn't answer the question, Annie?"

"Auggie opened this account. I know he is not connected with the ALC, but I want more information before I involve him."

Eyal regarded her for a moment. "There's more to it than that. Some other reason you don't want to contact him."

Annie exhaled. "You know me too well."

"Not nearly as well as I would like." He replied sincerely. She blushed.

An electronic beeping interrupted them. "The transfer is complete"

"Finally." She grabbed her earpiece and headed for the bank.

She took a deposit slip to the side counter and pretended to fill it out as she scrutinized the people around her.

"That's our account, Annie. That's the courier." Eyal's voice filled her ear.

She found her man at the counter receiving a large withdraw in his satchel. She followed him out, and Eyal fell into step beside her.

They shadowed the courier down several streets. Entering a small alleyway, the Israeli's awareness sharpened, and he had a clear sense of apprehension. "Annie, wait!" Grabbing her around the waist, he hauled her back from the street, and a bullet tore through the spot she had just been standing in.

"Annie, are you alright?" Eyal looked her over.

"Yeah, I'm fine, you?" She was breathing heavy but otherwise unhurt.

"Good." They stepped cautiously out into the street, but their mark was long gone.

Abruptly a pickup truck pulled up to their location. Three armed men exited and surrounded them. The men wore bandanas to hide their faces, which reminded Annie of the clumsy outlaws in old American western films. Unfortunately the men waving the two pistol grip shotguns in their faces were not inept or sluggish. They had little choice, but to comply with their demands.

The men frisked them both. Eyal was relieved of his gun, and they were ushered into the truck.

After a short, jarring ride, they were pulled roughly into the back of a restaurant.

The man waiting for them was tall and sturdy. His face was fierce and his eyes held fire, but his childish curls lent him a gentle air. He casually ate a piece of meat off the blade of his knife.

"So, a little tip from a local. You should be careful who you follow around here." His tone was slow and easy, almost amiable. He ran a critical eye over them. "What were you doing trying to access my account?"

"You're the Puma?" Annie couldn't help it. He looked nothing like she had imagined.

"I didn't come up with the name. Frankly, we could have done better." He leaned back against the counter. "My friends call me Teo. Teo Braga."

She stepped forward. "Whatever you're thinking, Teo, we're on the same side. We have a friend in common in American."

"America, huh?" Teo looked Eyal over. Annie had the distinct feeling he knew Eyal was not America. "I have no American friends, and I suggest you two leave Colombia, now." Teo grabbed a piece of brown food wrap and scribbled a note. "Here, directions back to Botero Plaza. You don't want to get lost in Medellin, right?"

Annie wasn't ready to give up so fast, but Eyal grabbed her elbow and pulled her out the door. "Now's not the time, Annie. Read the note."

She unfolded the note. 'Meet me here at 6pm.'

"How did you know?"

"We're spies, and Teo Braga knows this. We weren't blindfolded on the way here. We don't need directions."

XXXXX

The walk back to the hotel was shorter than the ride.

"We have an hour until the meet." Annie slipped her tennis shoes off without untying them. "What?"

Eyal was resting on the edge of the bed watching her. "You know, if Teo really is an ALC terrorist you're connecting yourself to him with this meeting. This may be exactly what Henry Wilcox has planned. To put you in the middle of this. This could look very bad for you in the eyes of your agency."

"What about you, and your agency?" She countered.

"Ah, but we do things differently at Mossad."

"What are you saying? You think we shouldn't go?"

Eyal chuckled. "After what happened the last time we were together, I know better. You would just go anyway."

Annie smiled sheepishly. "I have to find out what Auggie got himself into so I can get him out."

"And you want to outwit Henry at his own game. You can admit it. The idea arouses you."

"Says the man who couldn't stop being a spy for more than two weeks."

He grinned. "True."

"You think Teo is a terrorist, not an asset?"

"Asset? No. Undercover operative, maybe. I have seen a lot of men who were in deep cover. If he is, he has been there for a long time. Sometimes men like that… they forget they are just playing a role."

She nodded thinking over his words.

"He was smart enough to realize I was not CIA. As much as I dislike the notion, I will only be a hindrance. He will not talk if I am there with you."

Annie slipped down onto the bed beside him. "You're right. I hadn't thought of that."

"I have an idea. Come on, I'll explain on the way." He offered her his hand and pulled her up.

She wiggled her feet back into her shoes.

As they were leaving the room, she noticed the small calendar on the bedside table and abruptly halted.

"Annie, what is it?"

"It's July 16th." The date was glaring her in the face. Jai would have been thirty-nine today.

"Yeah…" It obviously meant something to her. Eyal put his hand on her shoulder, and it jolted her from her memory.

"Oh, it's nothing. Just a friend's birthday." She flashed him a smile.

He had the distinct feeling it was more than that. He shut the door behind them, and followed Annie down the stairs.

XXXXX

Whatever Eyal's plan was it never reached fruition. Just as they entered the hotel lobby, they ran into Calder Michaels.

"A drink?" Calder seemed intent on having another chat.

"Didn't we already grab a drink?"

"It's Colombia. There's always another drink." He motioned them to the hotel bar.

Annie glanced at the clock. They did not have time for this. "Oh, I, uh – I forgot something in my room. I'll be back really quickly."

Eyal gave her a look as she passed, and she smirked. He just rolled his eyes. Apparently he was playing 'babysit Calder' while she went to the meet.

"So you buying this time?" Calder didn't give him a chance to answer and murmured to the bartender in Spanish. "Dos rones por favor. Two rums, please."

Eyal sipped his drink. He would let Calder lead.

"You know," Calder started, "We really got off to the wrong foot earlier. You don't know me, and I don't know you. Now Annie Walker…Yeah I looked her up. Speaks at least seven languages, great field work. She has brought in some big wins for the DPD, but you… there's no record of. So, mind telling me who you are, and what you're doing here?"

Eyal smiled into his drink. The man was fishing. The only reason he had not called Langley yet was because he still thought Eyal was CIA. With no record, he probably thought he was a shadow recruit or some kind of black-ops. Way above a station chief.

The less he said the more Calder would buy into it that.

"Me? I'm here to make sure Annie gets what she wants."

Calder thought about that for a minute. Certainly not the answer he was expecting. He ordered another drink. Time to change the subject. "So, Annie – she single?"

"You should ask her and find out."

XXXXX

As Annie drew close to the restaurant, Teo came out to meet her.

"So, what do we need to discuss?" She asked.

He looked around nervously "Where's your friend?"

The roar of a motorcycle engine got louder as it drove near. His eyes widened, and he pulled Annie behind a car as the two men on the bike opened fire. They crouched between the car and the side of the restaurant as the gunners passed by.

"You tell Arthur Campbell that the blood's on his hands, not mine."

"Whose blood?"

"He made promises to me. He said he'd be there for me. But you know what?" Teo shouted at her. "You tell him that I'm done with him. I burned the account, so I don't need him anymore," The Colombian moved away.

"How do you know Arthur Campbell? That's what I need to know!"

"You mean you don't know?"

"Know what?"

He grabbed her arm and shoved her roughly into the wall. "A day ago, I didn't know you, and today I'm getting shot at." He hissed. "Seems like you and I both don't have the full truth." He released her and ran from the scene.

"Annie!" She heard Eyal calling her, and she ran back the way she had come.

"Eyal!" She went eagerly into his arms more shaken than she wished to admit.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm okay, I'm okay." She breathed.

Eyal struggled to calm his racing heart as he folded her into his embrace.

"Okay. Listen up." Calder had followed him when the shooting had started. "Either the ALC or the Colombian Police will be here within seconds. Whatever your game is down here, it is now over. Come with me."

They trailed after Calder as police sirens started to wail in the distance.

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Annie and Eyal quickly gathered their things from the hotel room. Calder was waiting below to take them to the airport.

Annie stuffed her suitcase full, and eyed the bag in Eyal's hand. "Did you even get your own room?"

"Why would I do that, Neshama?" He smiled down at her. "We are so good at sharing."

She laughed. No doubt they were both remembering the many safe houses they had shared throughout the last few years.

Her hand absently tangled with his as she pulled him from the room.

XXXXX

"So, that drink we had before was our farewell drink." Calder was escorting them down the terminal.

"I guess so." Annie answered for them.

Calder held up his hand and halted them. "You know, the only nice thing about you two doing this mission off-book, is that I don't have to file any paperwork."

"What mission?"

"Exactly. Let's hope when we meet again, we do a little better job communicating because this -whatever this was – it was a mess." Calder shook his head in exasperation.

The two watched him walk away.

"I'll walk you to your gate." Eyal touched her arm, and they continued forward.

"Where are you headed?" She had secretly hoped he would come to D.C. with her.

"Europe. I have a mission to complete, but I will see if I can find anything on Teo Braga for you."

Which reminded her. "What about your mission here? You didn't really have any extra time apart from helping me."

Eyal didn't answer.

"You never had a mission here!" Annie realized in surprise. "Then what… You were following me? But how did you know I would be here?"

"I'm Mossad." He said as if that answered everything.

They reached the correct gate and paused.

"You were worried about me?"

Eyal ran his hand down her arm and grasped her elbow. "You are an excellent spy, Annie. I don't have to worry about you. More intrigued with what brought you here. But Calder Michaels is right. This is not a friendly place."

She nodded and considered what he wasn't saying. He had come because she was here, and he had wanted to see her.

Her flight was called.

"Thank you, Eyal."

"Until next time, Neshama."

She took the handle of her suitcase, and he let her go. She hesitated and turned back.

He was gone.

She grinned and boarded her plane.

XXXXX

Annie sat silently in the bubble auditorium. Auggie was on one side, and Eric the other.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Arthur Campbell took the stage. "I've gathered you all here today because you deserve to hear directly from me. In the coming days, press outlets will reveal that I have engaged in an extramarital affair."

The audience collectively gasped.

"So as not to distract from the important work of this Agency, I am resigning my post, effective immediately. I want to thank each and every one of you for your service. I couldn't have hoped to work with a finer, more patriotic group of men and women. It has been my honor."

Annie sat in shock.

I expect you to observe. Dominoes will start to fall. Tomorrow the D.O. will begin a routine investigation into Auggie Anderson's security clearance. Within a week, Arthur will resign. In a few months, this thing will blow wide open, and everyone involved will be brought down. I'm sorry to say, this won't end well for your friend Auggie.

TBC in "Dig for Fire Rewrite"

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Author Note: I always felt that Jai got a bit of a raw deal. No one really understood him except maybe Annie. I liked the idea that she would remember his birthday. I could not find the exact date for it, only that he was thirty-eight when he was killed. I decided to pick the air date of the episode.