Okay everyone here's the new chapter. Hope everyone likes because I am just loving this story. Keep coming with the reviews and there is some bad language at the end of this chapter so watch out.. Okay everyone keep R/R for me. Peace.

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            The next day Samine woke up to find Xander talking to Gibbons as he paced the floor slowly. She swung her legs to the side and slowly stood up popping her back.

            "I'm sending you the account number now," he said tapping a few keys on the lap top.

            "I'm impressed X; you made friends and got the account number. You're just getting better and better at this spy thing aren't you?" he said as Samine walked up to the desk and reached for the coffee pot.

            "Samine helped a lot," he said looking over at Samine who was carefully sipping her coffee.

            "So that means that you two haven't killed each other yet. I'm more surprised by that," he said and Samine moved over so he could see her.

            "That doesn't mean I haven't killed someone else," she said and drank her coffee as she sat in one of the chairs.

            "We have a mutual love-hate relationship. More hate than anything else," Xander said leaning against the desk.

            "What's next on your schedule with Monoclay?"

            "We wait until he calls. We don't want to push him too hard and seem too anxious. We're on his turf now and we wait," she said stretching her long legs out in front of her.

            "I hate that part," Xander said and Samine looked over at him before back at the transmitter.

            "Will there be a problem with the 2.5 million?"

            "No, we'll transfer it in time. Don't forget your objective, and Samine I know about the Sig Sauer so don't try to hide it," Gibbons said and Samine rolled her eyes.

            "Yeah, whatever Gibbons," she said as she reached up and snapped the lid shut ending the conversation.

            Xander rubbed his eyes tiredly as he sat on the edge of the bed. Samine watched and noted his grimace of slight pain. Looking closer she noticed the bags under his eyes.

            "Didn't sleep enough?" she asked and he looked at her as she carefully set her coffee cup down and stood up.

            "Didn't sleep at all. That couch was not built for a guy of my size. My back is in pain," he mumbled sitting up straighter.

            "Since nothing is happening today, go back to bed. Take the bed," she said nodding towards the bed.

            He looked to the bed and back to her before pulling off his shirt and rolling into the center of the bed.

            "Wake me if something happens," he mumbled quietly before falling asleep.

            She looked at him and snorted quietly before turning to her bags. Changing clothes she looked back in on him before quietly leaving the room. She pulled on her coat as she walked down the stairs and out into the cold Prague air. Pulling up the hood she looked up and down the streets, glancing at the road signs and stores. A grin slowly slid across her lips and she turned on her heel sharply walking down the street.

            Xander slowly opened his eyes and sat up rubbing hi face. Glancing out the dirty window he noted it was pitch black outside as he stood up from the bed and pulled on his coat.

            "Samine! Are you here?" he called out turning on of the lights on.

            Doing a quick search he found no sign of his partner anywhere. With a growl he snatched up his cell phone from the table. Just as he hit the first button he heard footsteps on the stairs outside the door and stop outside the door. Pulling it open he found
Samine standing in front of the door. Her head was bowed looking in her pockets and she stopped before slowly looking up.

            "Hey X. Didn't know you were up yet."

            She brushed past him and walked into the room as she pulled off her gloves. Xander looked out the door and back at Samine as he closed the door.

            "Did you have a good nap?" she asked smiling at him.

            "Where were you?"

            "Oh someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed."

            "Both sides are the wrong side. Where were you?"

            She looked at him with dark eyes as she slowly walked up to him. Holding his gaze she reached behind her back and pulled out a small pile of papers and slapped them against his chest. He held them as she stepped away and turned her back to him as he unfolded the sheets.

            "I got those from a friend of mine who is a high profile thief. He does all the expensive places with a high priced security, kind of a hobby of his. Big fan of your actually. Those are the blue prints of Monoclay's place up in the Jeseniky mountain range in northern Moravia. It's about an hour or two away I'd guess. If he's doing something then he's doing it up there. And if we need to get in, that's how we'll do it," she said pointing to the papers he was looking at.

            "That's if we get into his good graces," Xander said looking at her pointedly.

            "We-"

            A cell phone rung somewhere in the room causing both of them to look frantically around the room. Xander started searching the desk as Samine searched the room.

            "Got it!" Xander said holding up the cell phone.

            "X."

            "X this is Sebastian Monoclay. I have the items you requested."

            "When can we pick them up? My companion and I are eager to deliver them to our employer," he said as Samine walked up to him.

            "Tomorrow morning at about ten. At the Maisel in the Jewish Quarter."

            The phone went dead and Xander looked at the phone before looking at Samine. He tossed the phone onto the desk and sat down in the chair and stretched his long legs out and crossed his arms across his chest. Samine watched him and knew that he felt uncomfortable about something.

            "What is it?" she asked stepping over his legs and lifted herself up to sit on the desk.

            "This doesn't feel right. No way," he said staring at the floor.

            "Of course it doesn't feel right. We're getting close to a man that has the potential and power to blow up a small continent. On the outside I'm calm but on the inside I feel like a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs."

            "You were born and raised in the south weren't you?"

            "Shut up. What I mean is, I'm not worried about a man with ten nuclear weapons; I'm worried about the guy that has one. Monoclay is compiling a pile of high tech chips that can control some very high tech shit. I want to know why," she said holding Xander's gaze.

            When he didn't say anything she slid off the desk and walked towards her few bags in the corner of the room in a small pile. Xander watched and thought about what could happen tomorrow morning. He was still worrying if Samine could take care of herself if push came to shove. He watched as she bent a bit and revealed a tattoo on her lower back as he stood up and walked over to her. His footsteps were almost silent behind her and he stopped directly behind her. Without a word he grabbed her hips with both hands surprising her.

            Without warning she spun with her elbow pointed out aiming towards his jaw. Jerking back he caught her wrist as it grazed past him and caught sight of her fist coming at him. Catching her fist in his palm he twisted her around so her back was to him and held her arms behind her back.

            "Some is a little jumpy," he said next to her ear as she tried to jerk away from him.

            "What's it to you?" she sneered furious at the position he had her in.

            "Just wanted to see if you could handle yourself out there. So far you're not doing so well," he smiled noticing the amount of anger she was exhibiting towards him.

            "Yeah well, I'm not done yet."

            Before he could notice, her leg snapped up and caught him flush in the face sending him reeling backwards. Shaking his head to clear the stars he looked at Samine who was standing in front of him positioned in a fighters' stance. Eyeing the stance she held he knew that she was ready for anything he threw at her. Her weight was settled solidly in her feet and her legs were slightly bent ready to move in a seconds notice. He nodded and slowly smiled at her.

            "Pretty good Samine. I wouldn't want to be the one sent to surprise you."

            "You bastard."

            "Right back at ya bitch."