Jane moved about in the hotel room as she got ready. She sprayed a small amount of perfume on her wrists in front of the mirror and smeared the rest on her neck before a knock sounded at door. Ethan is early, she thought.

"Come in, Ethan," she called out and stood from the mirror to face the door.

It wasn't Ethan, but Brandt who walked in and it was Brandt who stood taken aback as he caught sight of Jane.

Jane looked down at her dress and thought something looked wrong as Brandt continued to stare at her. It took her a few second to figure out that he was staring at her for an entirely different reason.

She rolled her eyes amused at his expression, "What brings you here? Is everything okay?"

Brandt blinked a few times and swallowed hard, "Yeah, yeah. In fact, Benji is waiting for me downstairs. We're headed to the mansion a little earlier than you and Hunt. I just wanted to come and um…wish you good luck. Not that you'll need it looking like that," he said as he stepped a bit closer.

He then broke out into a goofy grin, "Wait until Brij Nath gets a look at your—"

"At my what?" Jane interrupted him. She crossed her arms about her chest and waited for his response.

"At your, um…at your earrings," Brandt said with a cheeky smile, "What did you think I was gonna say?"

Jane shook her head slightly and dropped her arms to her sides, "Before you and Benji leave, could you get over here and help me with this?" Jane said as she turned to show him the zipper on the side of her dress that went up from her hip to her ribcage, "It's stuck."

She watched him hesitate slightly and finally made her way towards her. She felt his hands gently touch her waist as he tugged at the zipper gradually moving it up. This time she swallowed hard as she felt his breath brush against her neck. She looked toward the mirror and locked eyes with his.

"Are you nervous?" he asked as his breath continued to tickle the side of her neck. She shuddered involuntarily and the rouge on her cheeks flushed a deeper red. Jane felt the heat grow on her face and she broke eye contact to straighten the front of her dress.

"Yes," Jane admitted truthfully, "There's a lot riding on this."

Brandt finished zipping her up. He reached around her shoulder and lifted her chin so that their eyes met again through the reflection, "We've got this. Remember?"

She nodded, "We've got this," she repeated with a smile.

Brandt's hand lingered a bit longer and then it traveled down to hold her hand, "I should get down to Benji and leave you to finish up."

He gave her a quick squeeze of the hand and leaned in to place a gentle kiss on her bare shoulder, "Stay safe."

It was a chaste kiss that spoke volumes. She turned to watch him walk out the door, "William." Her voice sounded strange to her own ears.

He turned to face her, his hand already on the door handle, "Stay safe," she repeated. Brandt smiled and left as he closed the door softly behind him.

He told Benji he needed to grab something from the hotel room and that he would be right back.

Brandt ran a hand through his hair nervously as he knocked on the door. He heard her call out from the other side of the room and gave Ethan permission to enter. Brandt hesitated for a moment before he walked into her room.

Jane stood in a green dress that fit like a second skin. She took his breath away, literally. He took a moment to take her in. He blinked a few times and inwardly kicked himself for gawking at her. His mouth suddenly became dry.

"What brings you here? Is everything okay?" she said somewhat concerned.

Brandt reassured her that everything was in order and that he was only there to wish her luck. The honest truth was that he wanted to see her one last time in private. His heart raced as he continued to stare at her in that dress. From the moment he saw her in the train car he thought Jane Carter was beautiful, but here in this dress…she was positively stunning.

She mentioned something about a zipper and for a moment his feet were glued to the floor, but he walked over to her as she requested.

"Are you nervous?" he asked. She shivered slightly and he wondered if it was from the air conditioning or from nerves.

"Yes," Jane said and Brandt finished zipping her up. It was on pure instinct that his hand reached around her shoulder and lifted her head to her eyes in the mirror. He saw the worry in her stare and he wanted to say something to reassure her that everything was going to be fine—the same way she always seemed to make him feel just that much better with a simple sentence.

He knew he had to force himself out of that room soon; otherwise he would just stand there taking in her beautiful figure through the mirror until Ethan came to get her, and he really did not want to explain himself to Ethan.

He gave her a hand a light squeeze and an inner urge to touch her skin with his lips took over as he leaned in and kissed her shoulder. He caught a whiff of her perfume and the aroma was enough to calm his own nerves. He made eye contact with her again and mustered the same words he used back in Dubai, "Stay safe."

Brandt tore himself away from her and turned to leave. He placed his hand on the cold door handle when he heard his name. He took note that she only called him by his first name when they were alone. He enjoyed that fact very much.

"Stay safe," Jane said and he smiled at her before he left the room. He wanted more than anything to see through to the end of this mission, so that he could have more moments like the one he just experienced. Brandt walked down the hall with a new sense of determination and no twenty five foot fall into an oven was going to deter him from seeing her again.