Okay everyone I hope everyone liked the previous chappy, sorry I didn't get an author's note into that one I just totally forgot about it. So anyway here is the new chappy and hope everyone like it.

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            Samine stumbled through the woods as she pulled off the black vest to reveal her street clothes under it. Pulling off the black cargo pants she tossed them also to the side and emerged from the woods in a pair of khaki cargo pants and a bright red tank top. She released her newly dirty blond hair from the ponytail and ran her hand through it ruffling her hair a bit as she jogged across the street. Several police cars raced past her as she slipped her hands into her pockets and faintly smiled as she walked towards the bar she was at earlier and pushed open the doors. She spotted Shelly and all them waiting at a table drinking a beer as she moved around the other tables and eventually sat down at their table. She ordered a beer from the waiter and looked at all of them before breaking out into a bright smile.

            "We did it," she smiled and held up her glass to them.

            "Sweet!" Shelly laughed as she and Samine clinked glasses together.

            "So what now?" Cindy asked when everyone had quieted again.

            "Now all of you need to go on a small vacation which is exactly what I'm going to do. Get out of town and just chill for a while and let this thing run itself out. I'm going to look over the tapes and everything and clear my name."

            "Samine, we promised to help you out. You can't ditch on us now," Shelly argued leaning forward in her seat.

            "I don't want to put you guys into any more trouble than I already have. You've been a big help to me but I have to take this road alone. If anything goes wrong and I get caught I couldn't handle it if they charge you guys too for helping me," she said honestly looking at them before down into her drink in front of her.

            "If that's the way you want it Samine then I'll respect that. Here are all the files from Gibbons' computer; they're still protected by a password. You'll have to hack it yourself when you get the free time. If you need any help give me a ring and I'll be happy to help as much as I can. Ladies I must depart now, I feel a trip to the Alps might be in order," he smiled and tossed a floppy disk to Samine as he stood up from his seat and give each of them a kiss on the cheek.

            "Thank you so much Cole, I'll never forget this," she said to him as he smiled at her.

            He turned and quickly disappeared into the thickening crowd as Cindy turned to look at Samine.

            "Give me a call if you want to break into any other high priority places and I'm there. I miss the old times when we would break into the CIA just for fun," she smiled as she stood up and downed the last of her beer.

            "I'll be sure to give you a holler Cindy."

            Cindy left the bar as Samine turned to look at Shelly who steadily held her gaze. The two of them each had hefty doses of pride and an extremely strong alliance as well as a long friendship between them.

            "You've got to go Shelly. I can't afford for you to get arrested because of me," Samine said finally and Shelly's eyebrows quirked up quickly.

            "When did either of us ever get arrested? We always made it out together and never got caught. Don't tell me that has changed."

            "A lot of things have changed Shell. I'm not the naive youngster any more that I once was. I worry about what will happen to those that work with me and how my actions will affect them."

            "That is what everyone thinks and feels Samine, but as a secret agent you have to ignore that instinct. You have to think about how it will affect you and your mission. And if it affects other agents badly then maybe they shouldn't be agents. Partners have to be able to hold their own and almost be a separate party. When partners have that kind of connection then they are practically unstoppable. They are almost able to predict what the other is about to do and adjust accordingly for it. You and I had it when we were neck deep into this business," Shelly snapped and angrily pushed away from the table and stood up.

            "That was then and this is now Shelly. Things have changed and we have to change with them," Samine said sadly as she slipped the floppy from Cole into her back pocket.

            "Where will you go?"

            "Probably my safe house in London. Xander doesn't know it's there, nobody does except the ones I trust with my life," Samine said and stood up while dropping some money on the table for the beers.

            She looked up at Shelly with a sad look as they held gazes between them and a silent conversation was exchanged in the noisy bar between the two old friends.

            "Don't forget where you came from and who your real friends are," Shelly finally said seeing the look of determination in her friend's face.

            "I always seem to return here. It's my home, I have roots here."

            "And believe me when I say the roots grow deep. You have allies everywhere that can aid you in your troubles; all you need to do is send out a distress call."

            "When have you ever known me to send out a sincere distress call?" Samine smiled as she reached forward and pulled the other woman into a tight hug.

            "Only when you're up to your hair line in trouble."

            Shelly left the bar first leaving Samine look at the door before looking down at the table. Picking up her beer glass she downed the last bit of it and dropped it on the table with a semi loud bang. She picked up the duffel bag at her feet that Cindy had so kindly brought and slung it over her shoulder as she walked towards the doors. She had to catch a flight to London in and hour and a half and she was already running late. In the darkness Samine wiped away a single tear that no one but the shadows witnessed.

            Samine dropped her bag with a thud in the apartment when she finally reached London. She was jet lagged, tired, wet from the rain and overall in a nasty mood and in absolutely no mood to go and put up with people. But knowing that she hadn't been at this apartment in at least five months she knew that the refrigerator was empty and there was absolutely no food to eat or anything to drink in the entire apartment. Tossing the bag onto the bed she moved towards the small table and pulled aside the table and knelt next to the wall. Feeling along the seams on the floor from the wooden planks she finally felt the difference and pushed at one end of the plank as the opposite end lifted from the flooring. Wiggling her fingers under it she finally succeeded in pulling the board up from the floor and continued to pull up a few more planks. Under the boards was a metal box which she carefully lifted out and set next to her. Opening it she pulled out stacks of paper work to finally reach her secret stash of weapons. The box contained several passports and licenses from different countries all with her face but different names attached to them. Several envelopes were also there which held different forms of currency and she pulled out the currency for England and stuffed it in her pockets and also reached for one of the guns and its appropriate clip. Sliding the clip into place and locking the safety on she slipped the gun against her back and pulled her coat over it to conceal it. Leaving the apartment she locked the door behind her and made her way towards the local supermarket to get a few groceries to sustain her for however long she might be here. An hour later she walked back up the steps to her apartment but slowed when she could see the door. It was partially cracked open and se knew that she had locked it behind her. Gently setting the bags down, she reached behind her and pulled out her gun and took the safety off before slowly creeping up the steps and pushed open the door. She saw no one in the front hall but heard someone in the kitchen banging around as she pressed herself against the wall and counted to three before quickly turning to point her gun towards the intruder and prepared to fire. Realizing who it was her jaw dropped in shock as she stared at the figure.

            "You son-of-a-bitch!"

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Well???????? I hope everyone liked the new chappy, I know I did. So anyway everyone please R/R and if you could go and read my new story "A Leap of Faith and Trust" it's over in The Lord of the Rings category in Books. And please review it. So yeah anyway everyone take care and look out for the next chappy coming your way soon. Peace.