"Bruder?"

"Busy."

"Nein, pay attention."

"Busy."

"I mean it. Stop fiddling around and focus."

Gilbert stopped messing with his tie and gave a peeved look to Ludwig, "I'm working here."

"On nothing. Gott verdammt, pay attention and focus. We have to write this exactly right. Now then, we got into the main room~"

"We busted into Gupta's office, strapped him down in a chair, got a confession, shot him, had someone come along and scared the schiesse out of you, and~"

"Out of us~"

"Nein way. I was fine. I just got pissed."

Ludwig sighed and typed quickly, "continue then."

"You're writing that we both got freaked out aren't you?"

"…maybe."

"SCHIESSE! I was not freaked out! That's retarded bruder."

"Bruder, we have a dinner tonight, remember? Can we hurry this up?"

Sniffing in disgust, Gilbert acquiesced, "fine. We chased the dummkopf out of the building, but were not seen. We returned to our assignment and found the man, Gupta gone. We acted properly in cleaning the scene and~"

"I cleaned it. You drank a beer."

"Ja, and it was awesome. Do you want to leave today or not? Geez…"

"Gilbert, hurry up."

"Anyway, as the awesome me was saying~ the scene was cleaned and we left the area as we had prepared with no one the more suspicious. The area is unsuspecting as usual and the building is reporting the victim as missing, but possibly sick. Overall the mission was a blowout suicide mission and we sure as hell better be paid."

"Bruder…nein. Oh well, I finished the report a minute ago anyway." He shut his laptop and sighed tiredly.

"Wait! Then what have you been typing?"

"Nothing much, I sent an email to the sister office in Berlin, checked my mail, and started on some paperwork."

"When did you become a tech geek?"

"Since you started to blab on about nothing."

Gilbert sulked mockingly from the other side of the table. "What a jerk…"

"Bruder, I did listen to your statement. It's just that your story is the same as mine. We got trapped in a circumstance that we couldn't win so we removed ourselves from the situation."

"Yeah, but~"

Both their phones started to ring and Gilbert looked at the clock. "Hey, this sucks. Can we wait about three hours before we start? The dinner-"

"Your guys think they found someone who could give us information on that Sadiq fellow..." Ludwig stood up and looked over at him expectantly, "come on."

"What? Come on. The rest of our group is not going to flip if we leave them in the gray for about three hours. It's an hour til six!"

"We can hurry and then have the dinner on time."

"I'm picking Viv up."

Ludwig didn't even look at him as he started to check his ammo and stuff the 35' caliber into his coat pocket. "Take your own car then. The hotspot is not far from Vienna square."

"How the hell do you know that she~"

"Viveka Edelstein, Austrian, approximately five foot two, brown hair, blue eyes often referred to as purple. Works at the Opera house even though she's a former government official, she has over twenty million euros to her name from one inheritance alone. There are five total inheritances that she's gotten due to a house fire when she was ten. Of those, two were spent on improving buildings in the Vienna area."

"Geez, stalker?"

"Bruder…nein. I was interested in knowing who my bruder was dating and now I know."

Gilbert scoffed, "you were checking her out."

Ludwig blushed a bit and turned away, finishing in putting on his coat after putting on a bulletproof vest. "Hurry up Bruder."

"WHOA! WHAT! YOU WERE! LUDDY! YOU~"

"Bruder, we're in the building still. Just get yourself together and let's hurry up before I have to call our guests for dinner and tell them that we need to reschedule."

"You have Viveka's number?" Ludwig hurried out of the room and Gilbert glared at the door, hurrying to put on his vest and coat and checking his gun as well. He had two rounds of goods in his awesome 30' calibers. No problem. He would be fine.

Gilbert pursued Mr. I-was-just-wondering-who-mein-bruder-was-dating and managed to catch up with him down the street. Of course… being in cars made it a bit difficult, but Gilbert was too awesome to be stopped by something as mundane as them being in different cars. He reached outside his car at the stoplight and knocked on Ludwig's window, motioning for the German to lower his window when he finally looked over.

"Bruder~"

"So what would you say is the most sexiest thing about Viv?"

"BRUDER… nein…"

"I'll leave you be if you tell me…"

Ludwig mulled it over for a minute, "her personality."

"What? Pfft, I meant about her actual person~ WAIT! How would you know her personality? You only talked to her for a minute in my office~"

"She was in the elevator with me; I raised that Hungarian's pay by the way." He stomped on his car's accelerator and zipped past before Gilbert could comment.

Damn! He knew there had been something that he had been forgetting. It was probably because he had been jacking off after she left… Well… no it was probably that boring meeting that he had gone to afterwards. Oh well. Who the hell cared?

Gilbert ignored the honking behind him as he sped off in chase after Ludwig. They met up on the stairs again as they headed inside. "Bruder! So you talked to her…"

"Ja, can we discuss this further at another point in time. We have the captive~"

"Ja, ja, he's a bad guy. Anyway, what did she say?"

"Hmm?" Ludwig stopped and looked over at him disapprovingly. "We have a Greek sitting in wait for us and you want to talk about the woman you may or may not be already having a personal relationship with?" He handed his cell phone with the text of information about their new subject of interest and Gilbert glanced at it.

"May or may not?"

Ludwig pulled out his gun as they started through the back half of the building, "her makeup was slightly messed up from the last time I had seen her. Either you two kissed or she ruined it herself somehow. I'm assuming since you still have a smudge of lipstick on your lip that she kissed you."

Gilbert smirked and wiped his lip off a bit, "Aw, you always knew when I kissed an awesome chick."

Ludwig gave him a look before opening the door to the room and motioning to the left. Gilbert collected himself and turned to the left of the room. Business as usual, he rolled a bit over to catch a glimpse of the Greek working closely with some Japanese guy. They were chatting quietly.

Heracles, Greek man, 24 years old.

Kiku Honda, Japanese, 23, works in the same office area with the Greek. They deal with the cultural traditions of the area and kindle the tourism for Vienna. Between the two of them, there's over five million in net revenue.

Gilbert made a motion over to Ludwig and he nodded. The coast was clear. Gilbert hurried over to the door area and put back up his gun out of view. Straightening his person, he stood up and coughed loudly. "Hey! You guys don't mind if I come in do you?"

The two turned quickly and Kiku frowned, "can we help you?"

"I hope so. I'm detective Wolfgang Schmidt. I was wondering if I could ask you two some questions in a case I have going?"

Heracles nodded, "we can, but I don't know how much help we'll be."

"It's about a Turk by the name of Sadiq."

The Greek tensed up immediately as Kiku sighed. "We know a lot about him."

"Gute. Now, you mind telling me who the hell I'm dealing with?"

Kiku looked at Heracles in question. The Greek glared angrily at Gilbert, "he's a revolutionary. You might know the type, but he's worse than the usual sort. I used to work down in Budapest and the guy came in and wrecked everything. He doesn't come at you up front. No, he goes around you and gets at the ones close. The bloodthirsty bastard doesn't give two shits if you're alive or dead. Hell, the only reason I got away from him was due to the Viennese government offering to take me into protective custody."

"Heracles…"

"Kiku, I might as well tell him what I can." He turned his gaze back to Gilbert, "if you're after him then I recommend going to a safe house now. He knows you're after him probably. Hell if I know, but he's a beast. If you have any loose ends, he'll find them. He'll use them. Then you'll find that you're the one running."

"That's what I have a gun for."

The Greek went quiet and Kiku patted his shoulder in condolence. "he was a cop in Hungary. The Turk managed to cause him to shoot his old girlfriend. It was a hard time…"

"Thanks Kiku, but I want to see that bastard killed more than I could ever say."

Gilbert nodded, "my partner and I are looking into killing the man."

"Make sure to know what you're shooting at. Sadiq is good when it comes to getting you to shoot in the dark. You think you're shooting him and then you find it's someone else.

"Got it."

"One more thing."

"What?"

"If you have anyone or anything you care for, send it far away before you go after this guy… don't get cocky."

Gilbert laughed, "bud, you don't know who the hell you're talking to. I'm happy alone." With that, he turned and headed out of the room. The hallway was still quiet as it had been before. The sounds of footsteps several hallways over were not audible.

Ludwig snuck out of the room and stood up with his camera and equipment. "that was good. You managed to get information without getting out your gun."

"I don't need something pussy to get what I want. I'm so awesome that they want to talk."

Ludwig rolled his eyes and they headed towards the door, "so are you sending Gilbird away?"

"Pfft, fuck no. That bastard can't kill my bird. He would have to get into our house for that."

"That would be pointless anyway."

"Ja, so let's hurry up and get going. We have ten minutes to get this video back to base and inform Francis and Antonio of the situation."

"I'll do it. You go ahead and pick up Viveka."

Gilbert smirked, "awesome. I knew you were around for a reason." He got down the front steps of the building and hopped into his car, waving to Ludwig as he left. He turned a couple corners and down the street until he reached the surprisingly tall gates of Viveka's house. Dang, had those gotten taller?

He looked up at them out of the windshield and confirmed that they were just taller looking in the daylight. Yep, nothing to worry about.

The gate made a beep sound before moving open and he drove up to the steps out front. He smirked all the way up to the front door and rang the doorbell. What a convenient door. Nice tall wooden door with a metal knocker and the carvings of… were those piano keys? Hmm…

She was very into music apparently.

Speaking of the woman, Viveka opened the door and walked out; locking the door behind her. "geuten abend Gilbert. You're early."

"That's on time in my book."

"Admirable." She followed him down to the car and he opened the door for her. It looked like he was going to be getting some viewing pleasure tonight. Whether or not she was aware, her dress was quite revealing. It gave a nice little view of her chest and also a good look at her nicely shaped legs. They were revealed from yet another slightly slit dress, this one being more lacy and a dark blue shade.

At this rate, he should have become a monk. He was practicing far too much propriety and chivalry. Who the hell thought this would happen?

Gilbert straightened and headed back around the car, getting in and driving them towards home. "So…"

"Hmm?"

"I hear you got to talk to mein bruder Ludwig in the elevator."

"Ja, we were heading to the same floor."

I bet, "that's convenient."

"Mhmm."

"So…what did you two talk about?"

"Warum?"

"Just wondering."

She smiled faintly, "he was asking about the Opera house and about some of the aspects of my job. Nothing serious."

"It sounds completely serious."

"He was a perfect gentleman."

"Pfft, I'll have to get after him then. I can't have my little bruder showing me up… not that that's possible."

"Of course not."

"Danke."

"Mhmm."

Gilbert pulled up into the driveway and smirked at her. "So complacent, aren't you?"

"I have no idea what you are talking about." She got out of the car and headed up to the house with a strut that would not have been out of place for a conqueror on the battle field. Gilbert snickered a bit as he followed her up and opened the door to find Gilbird flying towards him. Ludwig was on the phone in a hurried manner and he made a look of warning as he spoke quickly.

"Ja, we need the units over here in a hurry. We've got an unnatural break in with hard evidence of stalking issues and threats to kill~"

The place was a wreck. The couches were overturned. The walls bared something that resembled crude drawings of him and Ludwig, with some altered appendages. Disgusting, was Gilbert's only thought. Crazy ass Turk…

Gilbert pulled Viveka back out before she saw it and shut the door. "It looks like dinner is cancelled."

~.~

A/N: -spinning in chair- Wee~! I love the action! The suspense! THE PRUSSIA!