A/N: Wow I got lots of reviews for this chapter so I decided to write the next chapter ASAP. So here it is. I also forgot to add the A in Michaels name yesterday, sorry.
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CIA head quarters at Langley: Yesterday at 8pm:
Michael was walking through the live halls with Agent Frank Previn. Agent Previn was a middle age man, on whom the stresses of working in Intelligence had started to show, his hair was pin stripped with silver, his eyes constantly looked tired. Michael ran a hand through his jet-black hair.
"If I do this for you, you'll find out who had the alias of Mackenzie Davenport, agree." Michael said stopping and turning to the older agent.
"Michael, any one could have that alias, pulse we don't know which agency she work for or if it was even one of ours... it's been 10 years should you let go?" he said looking at his friend.
" It could have been 50 years, she's still my wife" Michael said.
" 10 years Michael" Frank said again.
"That doesn't stop me from still loving her" he said.
Frank took a deep breath, " Fine" he agreed.
" Thanks man" Michael said smiling
" Go to armory and get James to give you the equipment," he said.
Smiling Michael left.
" Damit Sara, 10 years and you still have a hold on him" frank turned around and went to his office.
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Las Vegas, same time:
The shift had just started. Work, what could Sara sidle say about work, it kept her sane, for that she loved it. It's weird to think that working with dead bodies helped keep her sane. There were 2 reasons to that, one being it helped her keep her mind of Michael and two being that she saw so many people killed, many "Collateral damage," "Collateral Damage" a phrase used to help elevate the guilt of agent went civilians are killed by thinking of them as objects instead of people, it doesn't help, she still saw them as people, flesh and blood. She knew none of them got an investigation, and their families are left wondering at least this way she can make sure no else is left wondering.
"Sara. Sara" grissoms voice broke her from her thoughts.
"Hum... yeah, what" She said confused.
" Just making sure your still with us," he said
From across the room Nick looked over at her worried.
" You and Nick have paper work tonight, correct... Sara!" Grissom said again a lot angrier.
"Yeah" Sara said.
"Good, Warrick, Catherine your with me" he said getting up he went over to Nick.
"Find out what's wrong with her" he said
"Yeah I will," Nick said.
Nick walked over to Sara when everyone had left.
"Sara are you alright?" He asked
"Yeah I'm fine Nick"
She got up and went to get the files.
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Back at CIA headquarters:
Michael held his wedding ring in his hand and kissed in.
"I will find you Izzy," he whispered, putting it on the chain around his neck.
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Las Vegas:
Michael stepped off the jet, and took a deep breath.
" This should he exciting" his partner Alec Marines said behind him. Michael laughed lightly and put his sunglass on and headed towards the car waiting for them.
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CIA head quarters at Langley: Yesterday at 8pm:
Michael was walking through the live halls with Agent Frank Previn. Agent Previn was a middle age man, on whom the stresses of working in Intelligence had started to show, his hair was pin stripped with silver, his eyes constantly looked tired. Michael ran a hand through his jet-black hair.
"If I do this for you, you'll find out who had the alias of Mackenzie Davenport, agree." Michael said stopping and turning to the older agent.
"Michael, any one could have that alias, pulse we don't know which agency she work for or if it was even one of ours... it's been 10 years should you let go?" he said looking at his friend.
" It could have been 50 years, she's still my wife" Michael said.
" 10 years Michael" Frank said again.
"That doesn't stop me from still loving her" he said.
Frank took a deep breath, " Fine" he agreed.
" Thanks man" Michael said smiling
" Go to armory and get James to give you the equipment," he said.
Smiling Michael left.
" Damit Sara, 10 years and you still have a hold on him" frank turned around and went to his office.
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Las Vegas, same time:
The shift had just started. Work, what could Sara sidle say about work, it kept her sane, for that she loved it. It's weird to think that working with dead bodies helped keep her sane. There were 2 reasons to that, one being it helped her keep her mind of Michael and two being that she saw so many people killed, many "Collateral damage," "Collateral Damage" a phrase used to help elevate the guilt of agent went civilians are killed by thinking of them as objects instead of people, it doesn't help, she still saw them as people, flesh and blood. She knew none of them got an investigation, and their families are left wondering at least this way she can make sure no else is left wondering.
"Sara. Sara" grissoms voice broke her from her thoughts.
"Hum... yeah, what" She said confused.
" Just making sure your still with us," he said
From across the room Nick looked over at her worried.
" You and Nick have paper work tonight, correct... Sara!" Grissom said again a lot angrier.
"Yeah" Sara said.
"Good, Warrick, Catherine your with me" he said getting up he went over to Nick.
"Find out what's wrong with her" he said
"Yeah I will," Nick said.
Nick walked over to Sara when everyone had left.
"Sara are you alright?" He asked
"Yeah I'm fine Nick"
She got up and went to get the files.
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Back at CIA headquarters:
Michael held his wedding ring in his hand and kissed in.
"I will find you Izzy," he whispered, putting it on the chain around his neck.
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Las Vegas:
Michael stepped off the jet, and took a deep breath.
" This should he exciting" his partner Alec Marines said behind him. Michael laughed lightly and put his sunglass on and headed towards the car waiting for them.