A woman in dark shades scans the casino floor and slips through the crowd hoping not to be seen. The atmosphere is buzzing, business men and well dressed women surround the bar and the tables. Old women and tourists are crowding the slot machines and security staff are littered around the building. The young woman grabs a tall man from the crowd and pulls him into a dark space between a pillar and a rather menacing looking plant.

"And what are we doing here exactly?"

"You're here to play the game."

"Jesus Christ you're gonna get me killed, you know I'm not supposed to gamble. My Grams will have my guts for garters."

"Chill out will you."

"Why couldn't I have a disguise too?"

"Because I need you to be noticed."

"Well that's just grand babe. I knew I shouldn't have let myself get talked into this."

"I'll make it up to you."

"Oh yeah then I'll have your god damn fiancée after me too."

"I meant I'd shout you breakfast."

"Good cause I got a feeling I'm gonna need it after this. What exactly are you going to be doing while I'm doing my thing."

"Well I'll be doing my thing." She lifts her dark shades and winks at him.

"Okay smart ass! The fact that we're in one of his casinos is significant isn't it?"

"Nah I just randomly picked this one."

He laughs quietly as to not bring unwanted attention to themselves.

"Okay get out there and play, I'll phone you when I'm ready."

"Okay you be careful girl."

"Careful is my middle name."

He laughs as he disappears into the crowd and towards a table placed directly in front of a security camera. He pushes his way to the table and places a large amount of chips to show he is serious. Being an ex gambler he knows exactly how to play the game and how to make sure that all of the security guards have their eyes on him and him alone.

With securities eyes elsewhere she sneaks to the keypad and tries various combinations but nothing seems to be working. She curses and decides to try one last code, the chances of it working are slim and she knows she may have to walk out of the building and admit to failure. She types in the four digit code and smirks as the lock twists open in her hand.

"God babe I sure do love you."

She slips through the door and makes her way up the staircase until she reaches the next locked door.

"Hmmm. Surely he isn't that stupid." She mutters as she enters the same code as before.

The lock once again clicks open in her hand and she can't help but laugh.

"What an idiot."

She walks the long corridor, taking a look in different rooms as she passes them. She constantly looks behind her half expecting for security to grab her at any minute but they don't. She looks up at the camera and makes note of the flashing green light.

"Well I guess my disguise wasn't that fantastic." She says to no one in particular.

She reaches the office door and barges through. The sight before her is not what she expects, she was expecting him to be sitting at his desk watching the door but he isn't. He's standing by the window with a shocked expression on his face.

"How the fuck did you get in here?"

"You didn't see me coming?"

"No. The cameras in the corridor are blank and I've been watching that idiot at table 1 for the past twenty minutes."

She laughs slightly.

"Well I guess it's two nil to me then."

He freezes and averts his eyes, suddenly realizing who is standing before him.

"Shit it's you."

"You seriously didn't recognize the voice?"

"God give me a break I've only met you once. I didn't like you then and I sure as hell don't like you now."

"Well I don't think much of you either."

"What did you bring that idiot with you for?"

"Diversion of attention. It seemed to work pretty well."

"Indeed. I never have understood what she saw in him."

"Nice fucking try Sam."

"Oh come on love you know she was hooked on him at one point and I know my daughter. When she wants something she makes damn well sure that she gets it. She's definitely had him."

Sara removes her glasses throwing them onto the desk beside her and pulls the tie from her hair.

"Your games won't work with me Sam."

"Neither will yours with me Miss Sidle. Now what do I owe you the pleasure of this visit?"

"I want answers."

"I'm not a man of answers I'm afraid. I prefer asking the questions."

"Well the tables are well and truly turned. So are you going to tell me where he is or do I have to make this a public enquiry?"

He laughs as he pours himself a glass of whiskey.

"I'm not scared of a public enquiry."

"Well what does scare you?"

"I'm Sam Braun, nothing scares me."

"Not even your own daughter lying fighting for her life in a hospital bed?"

His face falls and Sara knows she's got him exactly where she wants him.

"Catherine's in hospital?"

"She was attacked."

"Why?"

"Because you Mr Braun would rather your own daughter went down for murder than admit someone from your organization did it."

"That is ludicrous. If I could save Catherine I would."

"No if you weren't so scared you could save her but you're weak Sam. In fact you're the weakest man I know."

He smirks before taking a large swig from the glass in his hand.

"I'm just glad she's got four more years to become bored with you."

This time it's Sara's turn to smirk.

"You see the thing is Sam she isn't going to get bored."

"Catherine always gets bored, you're just her latest play thing. Come on you must know you mean nothing to her."

"We're getting married."

Sam almost chokes on the warm liquid slipping down his throat and spits the remainder over the rug beneath his feet.

"Bullshit. Over my dead body will she marry you!"

"I'm afraid you have no say in the matter. I guess you aren't going to co-operate which is a shame because now I'm going to have to use that evidence I've been saving."

"What evidence?"

"You remember that one time we met Sam? You came to the house, you were more than a little late. Catherine was heartbroken, thought you'd let her down all over again and then bingo you turn up with a flesh wound and a bottle of wine. Did you ever wonder where I went for those twenty minutes? Ever wonder where I disappeared to?"

She pauses for effect and watches the colour drain from his face.

"No, well I guess you never wondered where the gun went either then."

"You bitch!" He spits venomously as he launches towards her.

"Don't even think about it, I've got a back up team around the corner. Now give me the evidence I need and I'll destroy the gun."

"How do I know you won't hand it in anyway?"

"Well I haven't before have I? Don't waste time Sam. The longer Catherine is inside the more she's gonna get hurt. You don't want to be responsible for that do you?"

He sighs and walks to his desk, he pulls open a draw and removes a tape. He shoves the tape into Sara's hand and closes the draw again taking a deep breath.

"You've got what you came for now go and take that idiot with you before he wipes out my casino."

"Well it was nice doing business with you Mr Braun. I'll look forward to you becoming my father-in-law."

He smirks once again as she pushes past him to reach the door.

"Sorry sweetheart but she will get tired of you."

He leans closer to her and whispers in her ear.

"You won't ever satisfy her like he did."

Sara pulls away, grabs the door and wrenches it open before disappearing around the corner. Her anger is immense and she shouts back over her shoulder.

"You disappoint me. A successful business man like you and every damn code in this building is the same. Using your daughter's birthday wasn't a smart move either."

She doesn't wait for a reply, she exits through the two doors and slips back onto the casino floor. She spots a large crowd at table 1 and knows Warrick is working his magic as well as working up suspicion. She takes out her cell and hits speed dial 3.

"Yo girl, you still alive?"

"Barely. Get your butt moving, we're leaving."

"But I was starting to have fun."

"Warrick! Don't make me come after your guts too."

"Okay, Okay I'm coming."

She watches Warrick slip away from the table. He meets her back by the doorway and she takes the chips from his hand, placing them in an old ladies bag as they leave.

"Damn girl what did you do that for?"

"To stop you spending them. Come on we've got more work to do."

"Why do I not like the sound of this?"

"Because you Warrick are a grade A wimp."

"Hey that is no fair. I just saved your pretty ass in there!"

" No wonder she got bored of you." She mutters to herself.

"What was that?"

"Nothing War."

"Okay then lets rock and roll!"

"Just shut up and start walking will you."

"So how did it really go in there?"

"It was like taking candy from a baby." She smiles and he smiles back content with the fact that they still had it, whatever 'it' may be.

Sara rolls her eyes and knows this is going to turn into the longest day ever. She sighs and climbs into the passenger seat after finally agreeing that it would be better if Warrick drove.

"So are you going to tell me what all this is about?"

"No." Is all she mutters as they descend out of the strip and back to the comfort of the lab.