(A/N: Sorry to all of those who were expecting a new chapter. Thanks for all the supporting reviews. Thanks for being patient; I just had to take care of that. I mean who makes fun of someone's English teacher like that? That critic had better not hope I come across one of his stories. Here is the new chapter. Standard disclaimers apply. I don't own JAG or any of the songs I might use. Please be nice when you review.)

Fade in.

Lieutenant Lauren Singer waited impatiently by the phone for the call. She knew he would call today, for an update, and she knew he wasn't going like what she had to tell him. Finally the phone did ring, and with great hesitation, she picked it up.

"Lieutenant Singer."

"So how is our main man today?"

"He is out of town; actually."

"Where? For how long?"

"I don't know. All I know is that he left pretty quickly."

"On a JAG assignment?"

"Yes."

"Is he on to us?"

"I don't think so, but he hasn't given up the search yet."

"I wouldn't expect him to."

"How is your end of the game?"

"Not bad. I just might have to start playing with her a little more."

"Did she break yet?"

"Oh yeah, the news paper was a great idea. She believed every word."

"I thought it might."

"Give me a call when he gets back in town. It's time we bring our dear old commander in the loop."

"Right, I love you Clark."

"I love you too Lauren."

And with that, both Clark Palmer and Lauren Singer hung up.

TBC

(A/N: I know; it was short. But that whole Critic thing has put me in a bad writers block. But I told you that this part was going to be good. Did you figure out who she was talking to before the end? I thought it was pretty obvious, although I tried to keep you guessing. Look for the next part coming soon.)