"So what are we doing today? Stopping another outbreak? Going through the files again about Los Perdidos?" I asked, sitting beside Brad in the ZDC van they gave him. He just chuckled keeping his eyes firmly on the road ahead and I rolled my eyes, sitting back.

But as the trip progressed I frowned, looking out the window and after a few minutes of staring I turned to my boyfriend. "Not trying to cause trouble or anything but this isn't the way to the ZDC headquarters. I should know since I've travelled back and forth between there and our apartment more times than I can remember." I asked and he turned his head slightly chewing his lower lip. "Uh oh. I don't like that look."

"We're not exactly going to the ZDC. Instead I need to speak to someone about Willamette...Bridget, don't pout." Brad explained as I stared back at him, eyes slightly narrowed and my arms crossed.

"I'm not pouting, Brad. You could have been honest with me and told me that instead of pretending you had to work." I replied, reaching over to give his arm a light tap and he grinned. "Hang on, why did you wait until now to tell me?"

"If I told before would you have agreed to have sex with me?" Brad asked and I shook my head at my boyfriend who just grinned. "Look this is classfied information but I saw something I wasn't supposed to see; a document about Willamette."

"So? That outbreak fifteen years ago." I said, waving a hand in front of my face. When he stared back at me I frowned again. "Alright so what does this have to do with us?"

"We're in our way to talk to someone who knows about Williamette and the original outbreak." Brad told me and I fixed him with a raised eyebrow. "Does the name Frank West mean anything to you?"

"Yeah I do but in case I'm wrong...who is he again?" I replied and Brad turned his head slightly, his eyes widening until he saw the tiny smile on my face. "Like I was serious, Brad. He was the one who broke the story about the outbreak in Willamette of course."

"That's why we're on our way to see him. Now let me concentrate on driving." Brad answered, turning his attention back to the road and I grinned leaning back against the seat. For the next two hours Brad drove in silence leaving me wondering why we needed to talk to Frank and how Brad knew where to find him.

Frank West's been off the radar for years so how does Colonel Brad Park know his whereabouts?

I soon grew bored at the silence and I was almost asleep when the car slowed and I turned my head, letting out a yawn as Brad drove into a empty parking lot. "That was the most boring road trip in history." I complained, stretching my aching arms and Brad just rolled his eyes.

Turning off the engine he opened the driver-side door climbing from the vehicle before he headed to my door. "Next time I'm going to talk your ear off." I told Brad as he opened the passenger-side door and he sighed, shaking his head as I climbed out. Looking up at the building I tilted my head back not noticing Brad slipping his phone into his jacket pocket before he stepped towards me, his hand briefly grasping mine before he gave it a squeeze.

"Come on, Bridget. Frank's inside that building but he won't be there forever." Brad said and I nodded returning the hand squeeze before I hurried towards the stairs with Brad not far behind.