A/N: Thanks for all the wonderful reviews for last chapter! I'm glad you enjoyed my smut! This chapter has a little bit as well, but not near as much as the last chapter! I'm also done writing the next chapter so if I can get to 160 reviews I'll post it tomorrow, if not I'll post it Wednesday!

Chapter 9 – Say Goodbye to Seattle

When I woke up there was light streaming through the windows and Tank was aimlessly tracing the outline of the scars on the side of my stomach. I glanced at the clock and saw that it was already almost two in the afternoon. I was surprised that we had slept so late but then I remembered my 2 AM wake up call to him and his 5 AM wake up call to me. I guess I could understand our need to sleep in, and I hadn't felt so relaxed in years.

When he noticed that I was awake he bent down and placed a light kiss behind my ear. "Are your muscles sore?"

I stretched a little bit and shook my head. My muscles ached a little but it wasn't anything I couldn't live with.

His fingers were still tracing back and forth over the scars, "Where did you get these? I don't remember seeing them when you were still in Trenton."

"Take a bath with me and I'll tell you."

He laughed, "Sounds good."

He got up out of the bed and wandered into my bathroom where I had an extra-large Jacuzzi tub. It had been one of the things that made me buy the house and now I was glad I had. He returned a few minutes later and picked me up off of the bed. He carried me into the bathroom and stepped into the tub.

He sank down and I settled between his legs letting the warm water and bubbles surround me. His arms came around me and he held me tightly against him one hand covering the raised skin where my scars were. "So, how did you get these?"

I sighed, "On my first mission, I was sent out to do some surveillance on a mark in Kabul. I was paired with an FBI agent named Jacobson and a man named Damien who had graduated from the Farm at the same time as me. We were both green and had no idea what to expect. We were only there a few days when Damien was spotted by one of our mark's body guards. He was careless and he had gotten too close."

"The higher ups decided it was too dangerous for us to continue our observations so they put us in a safe house until they could safely get us out of the country. The next morning the house went up in flames. Jacobson managed to drag me out and it turns out Damien wasn't in his room like he should have been." I paused. "The two of us managed to stumble half a block before we were drugged and captured."

"At the time I had no idea where we were taken or how long we had been held, but afterwards I found out we were missing for two weeks and we still aren't sure who was holding us. The only thing we know is that the guards spoke Russian."

I was quiet for a minute and Tank began to trace small circles on my stomach, "One of the guards got off on terrifying girls. I think he probably planned to rape me. He put out his cigarette on my stomach. That's what the two round scars are from. The other two are stab marks from when I pissed him off telling him I would never beg him for anything."

I heard him let out a growl when I mentioned the man attacking me and his arms tightened around me. "When I was passing out I could hear someone getting on to him but I never saw the leader. Two days later we were rescued by Damien and a group of CIA and FBI agents. They said they had gotten an anonymous tip to our location."

"When we got back home Damien tried to blame the situation on me and that it was my fault we were spotted by our mark in the first place, but Jacobson and I both knew that the people who had captured us had nothing to do with the mission we were on. The guy we had been sent to watch was Afghan and a local terrorist they thought might be looking to branch out into Iraq. The men who captured us were Russian. Not to mention the person who was spotted by our mark was actually Damien and not me."

"Jacobson managed to get it all sorted out and Damien ended up with a mark on his permanent record and a free trip to a desk in the LA office. Last I talked to him he was pissed off and irritated with me because he didn't think women should be operatives."

We sat in silence for a while. I could feel the tension in his body and knew he was angry that I had been held and injured. After a few minutes of silence, I twisted my body around and kissed him gently, "Don't worry, I'm fine now."

He let out a breath and the tension left his body. "I know you can handle yourself, but the thought of anyone touching you makes me want to hunt him down and kill him."

If anyone else had said that to me I would have been irritated and angry because I knew I could take care of myself, but hearing it from him just made my heart skip a beat. I knew that he was telling the truth, and I knew if he had been in the same situation I would have done the same for him.

I turned back around and he reached beside me to pick up my bath sponge and my body wash. He squeezed a liberal amount into it and then moved it to wash my back before moving to the front and paying special attention to my breasts and my stomach. By the time he was done I was clean but I was also wet in a way that had nothing to do with the water.

When he sat the bath sponge back down I picked it up and turned around to wash him, I let the sponge move over his abs and up to his nipples as he let out a groan of satisfaction. Once I was sure he was clean I put the sponge back down and pushed my body against his. I could feel his enormous erection pressed against my stomach as I pressed my lips against his.

When our lips connected I felt the same fire that I had felt last night and I couldn't help but moan. It was amazing to me how much I needed this man, and how in such a short amount of time he had come to mean the world to me and I would do anything for him.

I moved to straddle his waist and sank down onto his cock. The sheer pleasure of feeling of him filling me made me break our kiss and throw my head back. I took a few seconds to adjust to the feeling before I placed my hands on both sides of the tub and began to move against him.

"Oh god, baby." He grunted as his lips moved to suckle on one of my nipples while his hand played with the other.

The sound of his words and the feeling of his mouth on me made me speed up the rhythm and I could fell the water sloshing around us and out of the tub but I didn't care. I was lost in the sensation of our bodies moving together.

I felt his hand move from my breast and down between my leg to brush my clit, "Come on baby, come for me."

I did, and a second later I felt spill his seed into me. I fell against him breathing heavily and I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face. This man made me feel beautiful and powerful.

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The rest of the afternoon we spent making love. I think we were both trying to fit as much in to the time we had left before we started our mission, but once six o'clock hit we were forced out of bed to get prepared and pack.

We took separate showers, mostly because I was pretty sure I couldn't shower with him without attacking him again. Then we packed our bags, cleaned out any perishable items from the kitchen, and took out the trash since I wasn't sure when I would be back to the house. After we finished that, I left him to make his last minute check-ins with RangeMan and I went to the local CIA office to get my birth control shot and some bugs to place around both Al Fariq's and Belikov's compounds if I got the chance.

When I got back home Tank was just folding the last of the laundry we'd done into his bag. I watched as he zipped it up and then dragged him back into my room. I was exhausted from the past 24 hours and I knew we needed to sleep tonight so I took one of his t-shirts that we had chosen not to pack into the bathroom and changed before coming back out and crawling into bed. He was already laying there waiting for me so when I curled up next to him he reached over and turned off the light before wrapping his arm around my waist.

I took a deep breath and snuggled deeper into his embrace, "There's something I have to tell you."

"What is it?"

"Al Fariq bugs every room at his compound, and especially the guest rooms. Once we get there we won't be able to speak out loud unless it's part of our cover."

"Okay, I guess it gives us a chance to work on our ESP then." He said in a teasing tone.

I laughed. The guys were always making fun of me when I told them that they all had standard issue ESP and I had been left out. "I guess so, but that's not all."

I was silent for a minute trying to figure out the best way to tell him what I needed to say, "When I told you that Al Fariq would expect you to be my bodyguard, I left out what else he will expect from you."

He pushed my shoulder gently so that I was laying on my back looking up at him, "What is it, Steph?"

I sighed, "He will expect you to be my lover."

Tank laughed and I looked up at him in confusion. "Baby, I don't think that I have a problem with that cover."

He leaned down and kissed me, "Don't worry, everything will work out okay."

I smiled and for the first time I felt like it would be. A few minutes later I was fast asleep.

The next morning I woke up to Tank trailing kisses done the side of my neck. I groaned and tried to pull the covers over my head but he just laughed and pulled them further down.

"Come on, baby. We have to get up our flight leaves in three hours so you'll need to shower fast."

I sighed and made my way to the shower. Half an hour later I was feeling more human and holding a cup of coffee that Tank had made me while I was in the shower, if I didn't love him already that definitely would have done it!

Tank picked up the two bags we were taking with us and went to load them in the car while I picked up my phone to make one last phone call to Devin before we went under cover.

"Hey." He answered on the third ring.

"Hey, we're about to leave. Do you have any last minute info to share?"

He groaned, "You're not going to like it."

I sighed, "Then you better tell me so I'm prepared."

"They're sending Damien in to pick up your purchases after the sale since you won't be leaving with them. His cover is that he's one of your assistants, but hopefully no one will even question him and he should be in and out without any problems."

Tank walked back into the living room right as I said, "What the hell, Dev? They know our history and they're still sending him into one of my ops?"

Devin groaned, "I know, okay? I told you that you weren't going to like it. I tried to talk them out of it, but they said that he's been on his best behavior while he was in LA and this is a good way to ease him back into the field."

"I don't trust him. He was going to hang me out to dry last time and this mission is dangerous enough without worrying about what he's going to do." I growled.

"I know, I know. But he would have to be stupid to try anything, he was on desk duty for the past two years because of the last time and this is his first chance to actually get out from behind a desk. If he tries something now he's not going to get another chance."

I thought about that for a minute and I knew that he was right; if he tried anything he would be done with the agency for good. "Fine."

"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on him."

"Anything else?"

"No, I haven't been able to get any new information about either Belikov or Al Fariq so you're on your own with that."

"Okay, well we're headed to the airport. I'll see you when I see you."

"Stay safe." And he hung up.

I put the phone back down and left it on the counter since we couldn't take it with us. When I turned back around Tank was watching me, "What's wrong?"

"They're sending Damien in as my assistant to pick up any purchases that I make at the sale since I'll have to stay on to do the negotiations for Al Fariq." I said.

"The same Damien who tried to blame you when things went wrong in Kabul?"

I sighed and picked up my purse, "The same."

Tank growled, "Do you think he would do it again?"

"I don't know. I don't trust him, but according to Dev his orders are to meet us at the airport to pick up the purchases and then to leave with them. He shouldn't have any contact with anyone else so hopefully it's nothing to worry about."

He nodded but I could tell that he didn't like the idea of Damien being anywhere near me. "Come on, we've got to get to the airport."

I took one last look around the house and sighed, this place had a feeling of home to me now that it didn't have when I had been here last time and I knew it was because of Tank. I knew that for the next weeks or months we wouldn't be able to talk the way we had been and we would have to rely on our own version of ESP to tell each other things. I loved the connection that we had gained here and I could only hope that when this was all over we would still have it.

I jumped a little when Tank wrapped his arms around me and pulled my back to his front, "We'll be back, baby. When this is all over we can take a vacation and come here or anywhere else you want to go."

"Anywhere?"

He laughed, "Anywhere."

"Then let's get this over with."