Dalton and his team gathered uncharacteristically at the DIA headquarters to rendezvous with the tech team. Preach settled right in and quickly acclimated to the dynamic of working with the other analysts searching for Patricia. Amir and McG subtlety vied for a position on either side of Hannah and eagerly carried out every mundane task and detail that she requested.

Adam and Jaz slipped easily into their professional mode, but found the office atmosphere stifling and uncomfortable. They unconsciously mirrored the other, shifting uneasily, pacing, constantly checking their weapons, and exchanging impatient glances. They'd both much rather be out in the field than cooped up here, doing absolutely nothing.

It was less than a full hour when one of the analysts came to Preach with a question about back channeling the link they had to the live video feed. Adam and Jaz both stilled as they focused in on Preach's body language as he conversed with the analyst. His shoulders had tended initially, then seemed to relax and his face became even more animated than usual. He nodded enthusiastically and clapped the analyst on the shoulder before looking up to gather the team.

"Jack had a thought as to finding the location based on the video feed we're receiving and I think it just might work. He's got the process started and it shouldn't take long before we have a general location in hand, if it works. We should suit up and be ready to head out."

Wordlessly, the atmosphere of the entire office changed. Excitement buzzed as people quickened their pace at every task, the hope of progress infusing every detail with energy. Dalton's team strapped on their Kevlar vests and double and triple checked their weapons.

McG ensured his medical pack had everything needed for all the what-ifs that he could think of as well as the for-sure's they could surmise from the video. Currently Patricia was sleeping as she had been for several hours. The physical toll of whatever happened before she made it on screen was immense; McG wasn't surprised she slept for so long.

The team gathered outside along with Noah and Hannah as they waited on the info from the analysts. Noah still withheld the information regarding the kidnappers' demands of SpecOps Team 7's involvement and Hannah itched to relay even a veiled caution to the team.

Jaz stuck by Adam's side as she normally did, and Preach and Noah confirmed technology connections and check in information as McG picked extra supplies in the back. Amir loaded extra weapons on the other side of the HumVee and Hannah hung back at his side.

Amir felt an uneasy tension emanating from the pretty lady who stood a few awkward feet away from him. He stashed the extra ammo before casting a sideways glance her way. Slowly he turned to face her fully.

"What is it? Something is eating you." He didn't mince words.

Hannah's eyes widened and she shifted her gaze to the ground before resuming eye contact. Amir's eyes seemed to pierce straight through her, as if he could discern her very soul and it was unnerving. She didn't think she could successfully lie to him even with all her training.

She licked her lips and pulled the bottom one through her teeth for a moment before answering.

"Just ... be careful. The people you'll be dealing with ... they aren't going to go down easy," she didn't even try to hide the fear she felt welling up. It was only her third face to face with this man and she wanted to get to know him better. She couldn't do that if he off and got himself killed.

"We're always careful," Amir smiled at her, hoping to ease the apprehension he could see in her eyes.

"Amir." Hannah's voice was soft but strong and Amir straightened. "I mean it. Stay on your guard. Please."

Amir closed the space between them and stood toe to toe, eye to eye with Hannah. He reached out a hesitant hand and brushed her thumb and first finger with his. No more words were necessary between the two as Hannah leaned almost imperceptibly closer in response to Amir's feather light touch.

Amir's earbud crackled as the analyst inside the DIA informed the team of the GPS coordinates. Hannah's reluctant smile didn't quite reach her eyes as she stepped out of Amir's space.

He reached up and gently squeezed her shoulder. "I'll see you soon. Glad you'll be having our backs here." Then he climbed in the vehicle and turned to his fellow teammates who had also loaded up.