Snaps' POV

I woke up around eight and put my hair up, slipping into my most comfortable khaki hip huggers and a sky blue T-shirt. I grabbed my sunglasses and quickly went to Kate's apartment, the keys to my silver Cadillac Cien clinking in my pocket.

Unlike the other Double 'O's, cough James cough, Kate and I had always had the same cars. We took good care of them and loved them dearly, though my reckless driving hinted otherwise.

I knocked on Kate's door hard, knowing it would take the building literally shaking to wake her.

She came to the door, haggard and grouchy, after around five solid minutes of banging.

"Come on, get dressed." I said, inviting myself in and settling in the armchair. "We're going to the shooting range."

Kate's POV

I dressed slowly in my bedroom after Snaps woke me.

"Hurry up!" She called for the eighth time.

"Hey, you're the one who woke me up!" I said as I re-entered the main room in my favorite pair of jeans and light blue tank top, my hair in a ponytail.

"About time!" She said, leading the way to the elevator.

"So…" I asked. "Who's driving?"

"I am."

"You realize it's Wednesday morning at 9:30, right?"

"And your point is?"

"You can't drive like you normally do."

"I know!" Snaps said, a hint of annoyance in her voice.

"Just checking…" I replied as we headed toward her Cadillac Cien.

We arrived at the shooting range a few miles down from headquarters. As usual, it was empty except for the two guys running the place. We got the expected worried looks for being here so early in the morning and being girls.

After about 15 minutes of shooting, Snaps turned to me looking serious.

"What's up?" I asked, setting my gun down.

"Nothing…" She said, picking up her gun again.

Around 5 minutes passed before she again stopped shooting. I was in the middle of aiming at a moving target when she said, "I like your brother."

I looked at her and squeezed the trigger at the same time. The bullet shot into the far wall.

"You what?!" I asked, looking at her wide-eyed ad open-mouthed.

"I-I like James…a lot…"

"Bloody hell!" I exclaimed. "How long?"

"A while…" She replied, blushing a bit.

"Bloody hell…" I mumbled.

"Yeah." Snaps agreed.

"Wow…"

"Yeah…"

A moment passed where I stared at Snaps and she blushed deeper.

"Well," I said, breaking the silence and smiling at her. "Are we gonna shoot or stand here all day?" Which was my way of saying 'I'm happy for you and don't mind at all.'

"Shoot of course." Which was Snaps' way of saying, 'Thanks.'

After an hour at the shooting range, we went to a bar about a block from headquarters. I got a mudslide and Snaps got a Pena Colodda.

We returned to headquarters after we finished our drinks. The rest of the day passed uneventfully. James and Snaps played poker (Snaps won yet again), then Snaps and I played a game of chess, which I won.

I was never good at Poker for some reason. It wasn't that I couldn't play or lie, I just didn't have the luck to play well. I'd always been a chess person anyway, though Snaps gave me a run for my money.