"We need to talk. Privately."

Annie stared at the somber look on Auggie's face. She was keenly aware of how much she actually wanted to have this conversation. Wouldn't you know, Fira can give some soothing advice.

"We've got enough to do here, Annie, if you want to take the car somewhere," Sapphira offered from her position against Flip's body. Annie smothered a smirk when she realized Sapphira was doing it on purpose, trying to get Flip's clothes wet with the pool water still dripping down her hair and body. From the wily look on her face, she was well aware of Flip's reaction to her lower body pressed so tightly against his.

"Well, since I know the city so well..." Annie started sarcastically.

"Give her the keys," Auggie accepted confidently and began to walk toward the door. "I have a place I'd like to see again. So to speak," he murmured as he passed her.

"Keys are on the counter," Sapphira noted and smiled wickedly. "Condoms and wet wipes are in the glove compartment. Just wipe down the seats."

Annie rolled her eyes and ignored Sapphira's last comment. Auggie opened the front door and gestured for Annie to pass through first. Auggie turned back to Sapphira and waited until she hummed questioningly.

Auggie's hands started gesticulating wildly, but Sapphira watched his movements with rapt attention. "Agreed, but that doesn't make it a bad idea," she murmured with a slight chuckle. His movements continued.

"Okay. Aug, signing worked a lot better when one of us wasn't blind," Sapphira laughed outright. "Go, go do your thing. We'll see you when you get back."

When Auggie shut the door with a smile of his own, Annie tapped the back of his hand.

He didn't explain himself until they were approaching the exit gate. "I was reprimanding Fira for her propriety in this situation. Flip doesn't know sign language, believe it or not."

"Wow, a language he doesn't know," Annie replied sarcastically.

"She means well," Auggie continued lightly. "She's a hell of a lot to handle, but she does mean well."

"I know." Annie did know. Sapphira was brash and outright vulgar at times, but it's not like she is wrong about where Annie hopes for her relationship with Auggie to end up. In bed. Just not yet. "Now where are we going?"

"A park. I haven't been there in awhile, but from what I remember it was nice. Taman Menteng," Auggie answered as he typed in the name of the park into his iPhone. The automated voice instructed Annie through the winding back streets until they hit a major highway.

"Auggie?" Annie broke the comfortable silence between them. Their destination was still another 30 minutes away with the near stand-still Jakarta traffic, so she figured she would start their private talk now.

"Annie." Auggie's head turned toward her, but Annie didn't take her eyes off the road. She was bumper to bumper with a beat-up Toyota sedan and the last thing she wanted was to hit the car.

"Did you know about Sapphira's plan to make contact in the hotel?" That would be a good place to start. To see how much Auggie knew about Sapphira and Ivan going off on their own potential arrangement to get closer to Bakker.

"No. Ivan and Sapphira must have come up with that on their own. I assume Flip knew that that was a possible scenario. And, really, it is better than a firefight," Auggie said with a deep sigh.

"She was supposed to keep me, us in the loop," Annie asserted.

"I know. Fira has been known to do what she believes is best, sometimes without telling anyone else. She reads situations and thinks on her feet. Sometimes she takes risks, arguably unnecessarily, in some cases," Auggie disclosed with a shrug. "But we did get good intel from it."

"That's not the point. The point is that I need to be kept in the loop. We need to be kept in the loop. This isn't a solo mission."

"Sapphira's been on her own, pretty much her entire life. I know enough about her pre-CIA days that she and her brother basically raised themselves. Abusive father is my best guess. I can't even tell you which parent was Indonesian, but she is half," Auggie said after a considerable pause.

"Oh," Annie didn't really know what else she should say. Nor where this conversation was headed.

"It made her a nearly-flawless operative, that adaptability she always had. Her ability to move seamlessly when she thought the mission would be better a different way. That's why she pulled the stunt at the hotel. Gut instinct. She saw an opportunity that wouldn't put you in danger, and she took it," Auggie explained. Auggie's tone held a hint of admiration for Sapphira's actions, Annie noticed.

"I don't need her to look out for me," Annie defended halfheartedly.

"She will anyway. That's what she does. It's what makes her such a legend, you know," Auggie said with a hint of a smile on his face, remembering the first time he really heard her name.

Sapphira's body was folded uncomfortably around the wooden wall: legs on one side, wall digging in to her hip bones, one arm keeping her grip, and one arm reaching for the other recruit's hand with an expectant look playing on her face.

The other recruit looked shocked, arms shaking and hands losing her grip on the rope, halfway worried that Sapphira would drop her, but Sapphira just pulled her until they were both steady at the top of the wall, then she turned and jumped to the other side. Sapphira was halfway to the next obstacle when a whistle blared through the air, followed by their Commanding Officer's voice ringing out.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing, recruit?" He blocked her path and towered over her. Judging by the size of their CO, he probably wasn't known for his delicacy.

"Helping a fellow operative, sir," Sapphira responded without a hint of sarcasm. The time on the clock for this mission simulation was still going and the other female recruit idled uncertainly on the balls of her feet a few meters behind both of them.

"The exercise is to save your own ass," he barked.

"And I can do just that," Sapphira let a smirk slip on to her face when she caught the eye of the other recruit inching forward, "while saving a fellow operative."

Without warning, she took the CO's feet out from under him, sending him solidly on his ass. Before he could even get his bearings, Sapphira produced a sharp knife from her boot and sliced his lanyard from around his neck. She nodded toward the finish mark and the second recruit took off, Sapphira right on her heels with their CO's whistle in her hand. She flashed a diabolical grin as they crossed to the finish, locked eyes with their Commanding Officer, and blew the whistle before tossing it to the thunderstruck recruit who was next in line for the simulation.

Sapphira's time still widened eyes and dropped jaws. But the news that she dropped a veteran CIA operative spread faster than wildfire. She and the other recruit had to run five miles as punishment for disobeying direct orders, but when their eyes met in training, there was a respect there that couldn't be created any other way.

That was the first time Sapphira's name became something of a legend at the Farm.