As night fell over the streets of Prague, the team set out on foot towards the metro area. It had been Nikolai's idea for them to walk instead of drive to prevent any unwanted attention coming to them.

They split into groups and began their short journey. Their destination was a low key club called 'After Dark' in English.

Translation had not been a problem since Nikolai was like the embodiment of Google Translator.

The men were engrossed in a never ending argument. Topic being, whether or not the female orgasm existed.

Price remained silent the whole time but listened to snippets of their conversation. They were in the middle of a bloody war and that was the best they could come up with.

He shook his head and smirked. He himself wondered whether or not it did exist.

He glanced back at Yuri who was his usual quiet self. Nikolai walked along side him, putting in his two cents ever so often.

Quantum said he didn't feel well and preferred to stay in.

Maybe the poor lad had a bit too much to eat at lunch… he'd thought. He patted his mini emergency box of cigars he kept in his pocket for crazy times like this.

This was going to be a long night.

Nearly a half hour after the others left the camp, Quantum jumped into the shower.

She towel dried her hair and began her preparations.

The shops in Prague didn't have much to suit her taste but the short, sleek, halter dress she got had to do.

Her shoes were a simple 4inch pump, drugstore makeup was the best she could find with the budget she had.

She loved the way the v-neck showed just the right amount of cleavage. Besides, she had to leave something to the imagination.

After she got dressed, she took time to do a once over in the bathroom mirror. Wavy black hair flowed around her shoulders and framing her face, her thick lips were coated with red lip gloss.

She thought looked so different, she was glowing so…..feminine. Being around Yuri allowed her to be and feel that way. He allowed her to be…. Bree.

She had not seen herself like this in almost 6 years but it felt great. She grabbed her clutch purse, and placed Bob in his holster on her thigh and left the house.

On her way out the door she tripped on her heels.

Damit! It really has been too long. She thought as she struggled to right herself. No combat boots tonight honey.

The club was half empty but dark enough to hide their true identities. However the alcohol flowed like rain.

The guys all piled around a single table not wanting to get separated in case shit started. Nikolai was already settled in the corner with a girl on his lap.

This Russian made no joke. "Lucky bastard" Ranger muttered to Soap who laughed and declared the drinking war open.

Nikolai's lady friend poured the shots while Ranger and Soap went head to head. Kamarov said he'd be chaperone so he settled in his seat with a virgin pina colada.

The rest of the team cheered on Soap and Ranger who were hitting their shots hard. Good times like these rarely came around so they had to make the best of it.

The music blared through the speakers and the lights seemed to flicker to the beat.

Price sat next to Soap, watching the raging war. As Yuri predicted, he was settled in his seat with a cigar and a bottle of whiskey, unconsciously stroking his whiskers.

Did he have to check to see if it's still there? Yuri thought incredulously.

Just then, Quantum stepped into the club. She did a quick scan of the tables, hoping to spot the team in a one shot.

Ranger looked up and saw her. Immediately stopping what he was doing, he slapped Kamarov in the chest, making him choke on his drink mid-sip.

Yeah… real men sip…

"Well I'll be dammed" he said.

Yuri looked up at the same time. He almost didn't recognize her hair loose, glossy lips, high heel and dress. She looked at him square in the face, her expression was serious.

"Hell, what is it with you Russians? Always got the ladies trained on you." Ranger said to Yuri.

"Ha! Maybe they've got a secret" Soap offered, downing another shot. His suspicions of gayness on Yuri's path were flushed immediately. Clearly the man had something going on.

Yuri stood, "Excuse me gentlemen" he said.

"You are excused, lady killer" Ranger joked, resuming the match.

Quantum broke out into a smile. Yuri clutched his chest jokingly, "You shot me" he said. She looked stunning.

Being a typical man his eyes roamed her body, however not like it did a few months back when he walked in on her, butt naked.

This time they lingered, he boobs seemed to wink at him every time she moved.

"I can't believe I let you talk me into this" she said shyly.

"I'm glad I did" he said, offering her his hand "You look beautiful…Bree."

She blushed heavily and bit her lower lip. That move almost brought Yuri to his knees had he continued staring.

"Shall I get you a drink?" he offered politely.

She looked up at him and nodded slightly.

After making a trip to the bar, they went back to the table. The grouped stopped their activities to look at Quantum.

In an attempt to regain his composure, Soap placed his head on the table. He was not letting Ranger beat him at his own game.

"Well hello there" a heavily tipsy Ranger said, trying to sound…well...alluring.

"Hello my dear, pleased to meet you" Price said, offering a hand.

Nikolai simply nodded too caught up in his own world to be able to process what was happening.

Quantum gave a genuine smile, then the moment she dreaded came too soon.

"What's your name?" Kamarov asked, still cradling his drink.

"Um.. it's.. Bree." She said in a small voice but loud enough to be heard over the music.

Suddenly, Soap snapped up his head at the mention of the girl's name.

"Aye, what did you say your name was?" He said, narrowing his eyes in concentration as he studied her face.

"I know you" he said flatly.

Panic registered on her face immediately. Yuri noticed and he turned to her and said "Would you like to dance?"

As if the DJ had heard their conversation, the music changed to slows.

"Ha, last time I checked swinging two left feet around was not considered dancing" Nikolai teased from his corner, the girl on his lap petted his face and laughed.

"Oh Niko, you are so funny" she said. This woman laughed at everything.

Yuri pointed a finger at Nikolai who held up his hands in surrender, as he led Quantum to the dance floor.

"Heels have not been my thing for a long time, so don't be too hard on me." She said.

Yuri touched her face gently and smiled. "Just take your time."

He gave her a little twirl then drew her closer to him. He placed a soft but firm hand on the small of her back and they began to dance.

For tonight, Yuri wore faded blue jeans and a white buttoned down shirt. Nikolai hooked them up nicely. The sleeves were neatly rolled back, exposing his muscular and tattooed forearms.

Just seeing him like that gave Bree a nice warm feeling in the pit of her stomach and other places. This had never happened to her before.

Yuri studied her delicate features, the same features that were hidden behind a completely different entity named Kyle Saunders.

Yuri was a surprisingly good dancer.

"Wow, Yuri, you got me in the dark with this." She joked, peering into his eyes.

He smiled modestly, "My mother made me do ballroom dancing at a child. She said it would help me to find a good lady."

"Oh, great words of wisdom. Did you ever find one?" she teased.

"Well, she is standing in front of me."

The music continued to wrap them up into its warm embrace. Quantum laid her head against Yuri's chest again, and this time really allowed him to hold her.

To Yuri, she smelled great. The scent of her coconut body wash gave him a high that no bottle of vodka could ever produce.

He pulled back slightly and looked her in the face once more, eyes lingering on her soft, plump lips that teased him every time she smiled, spoke or said his name.

He cupped her cheek in his hand. Given her rough past, he did not know what her reaction would have been to his next move, but he could not help himself.

"Bree…." He breathed as he tilted her chin up, closed his eyes and gently pressed his lips against hers.

Shit, what am I doing he thought. When it was over, he looked down a stunned Quantum.

No one had ever kissed her like that before. Not even little Jimmy in kinder garden.

"I'm sorry… I just…." He tried to say, as he took her hand.

The feelings his lips on hers stirred up inside was way too much for the moment. She needed a moment to think. How did she really feel about this? …. About Yuri…

Tears began to form in her eyes as she looked at him "No don't be… I have to go." She said pulling away from him and heading for the door.

Yuri stared after her unable to move….unable to breathe.

"Oooooooo!" Ranger called behind him before passing out. He was obviously taking in the entire show.

Soap claimed his victory and looked at Yuri, then at the door. Being the professional drinker that he was, he was still able to process thought. Bree Collins...what she's doing here?