Once Vulture team was safely back on board, Mike summoned Haven to his corridors. "You wanted to see me, Captain?" she said as she closed his door behind her.

"Are you alright?" he asked as he looked at her, exhaling with relief as he always did when she returned safe from a land mission.

"You know we're married so you don't have to call me in for private meetings to ask me that, right?" she replied to which his lips curled into a small smile as he nodded, "Yes, I am perfectly alright and I got a nice swim though no sharks so that was a let down but overall a successful mission. They're tracking Omar and his men now, thanks to Sasha."

Mike walked up to her and pulled her into his arms not speaking for a few moments as he embraced her and inhaled the scent of her hair beneath his nose. Finally he released her and spoke, "Did you say no sharks was a let down?" he asked as he words finally hit him.

Haven grinned, "I most certainly did. I joined the NAVY in hopes of a cool USS Indianapolis story to find me someday but that day was not today," she explained.

"That story has almost no survivors," he commented as he looked at her, slightly perplexed.

"But it does have survivors," she replied with a smile, "Was there anything else you needed, Sir?" she finished coyly as she looked up at him with need in her eyes.

"Don't," he began, shutting her down swiftly, "I wish we had time for what your eyes are asking for but for now, we have seeds to locate. Join me in the Comms room?" he said as he offered his elbow.

Haven smiled, brightly, "I wouldn't dream of anything else. Hey, thanks for letting Kara come back on board. I'm so happy to have both my girls on the ship with me," she smiled.

"She is very useful and since I pulled you on to the bridge with me, I needed another good set of eyes down there," he explained before kissing her forehead before they left his room to check the progress on their next step.

"What's our status?" Slattery asked as he and Haven entered the room.

Kara turned and was ready with an update, "Sasha and I have been looking at their current location and trying to determine where they will go next. We know they need to refuel because we caused them some trouble so it looks like they must be headed here," she stated as she pointed to an island on the map.

"Sardinia?" Haven replied as she looked down where Kara's finger was, "Sasha, did Omar have any ties in Italy?"

Sasha shook her head, "Not that we know of but if he has the seeds then this could be a neutral territory for him to meet his buyers."

Slattery nodded, "Good work. Set a course for Sardinia. It won't be neutral for long. Jackson, follow me, we need to plan for multiple land teams on this mission."

Haven nodded as she followed him to the command room where the two sat down and evaluated how many teams they would need to send, how many men on each time and how dangerous the mission might be. After a few hours of work, Haven found herself yawning, "With permission, I'd like to brew us a pot of coffee, Captain?" she asked with a wink.

Mike looked over and smiled at her as he laid his pen down on the paper with lists of men all over it, "Granted. Make it strong, Jackson."

She nodded with a smile as she stood and walked over to the small kitchen area and got to work before a thought crossed her mind, "Does it bother you that I still go by Jackson?" she asked, grinding fresh beans they'd picked up on their last restocking mission, breathing in the smell.

"It's not like you've had the time between our jobs, giving birth and this current new end of the world mission but in our line of work having two Slattery's on board could get confusing," he replied as he leaned back stretching his arms behind his head, "Why's it on your mind all of the sudden?"

Haven shrugged, "I don't know. I guess when you call me Jackson I think about it. I don't care either way but I would never want to hurt your pride," she revealed as she set the coffee pot to brew before joining him back at the table to wait.

Mike shook his head as he laid his hand over hers, "Impossible. My pride is thick, Beautiful and like I said, in our line of work Jackson suits you. So, what do we think of these teams?" he asked as he looked back down at the lists they'd made.

Haven looked it over as the smell of coffee began to fill the room, "I'm not sure you should go on this one. What if it turns south? You need to be on board."

Mike shook his head, "Meylen can handle the ship and I have worried about you enough times while I've been left on the ship so this time, I'm going to be by your side."

"Don't let me be a distraction," she requested, "I can handle myself and I know you get worried but if you worry about me then you won't be protecting yourself. We all have each other's backs. Can you promise me that?"

Mike nodded, "Without a doubt. Now, let's go gather our teams so everyone knows their mission when we get to land."

"I'm not leaving this room without a cup of coffee," she challenged as the coffee pot had just finished. Mike laughed softly as he gestured for her to get them coffee before they broke the teams apart and got ready.

Before they left the room, Haven stood on her tiptoes and pulled Slattery's face to hers with her free hand before placing her lips to his in a gentle but passionate kiss, "I love you," she said as she released him and walked out of the room toward the bridge causing him to smile as he followed her.