"A lawyer?" Cody gasped. He was having a hard time seeing Donovan as a lawyer, working the jury in a courtroom.

"Your Dad was a diplomat?" Jake asked.

"No wonder he has an accent." Alex smirked, "So, they sent a nice young hot thing to recruit you. Interesting."

"Ah, tell us something we don't know," Cody complained, typing everything he heard down onto his laptop.

"Plus her father was head of the FBI." Jake laughed, "That must've made for a good conversation at dinner."

"First off," Monica broke in, "does Tom know who is doing this and why?"

"No," Donovan replied, "that's why we need to get to Gina first."

"And do you know where she is?" Monica asked.

"I've always known where she is." Donovan stated.

"What can you tell us of John Bartell?" Jake asked.

"John Bartell was recruited at the same time I was, but by another recruiter." Donovan replied, handing directions to Monica, who was driving the van.

"And you don't seem too sad about his demise." Alex pointed out.

"In the academy, John took it upon himself to try to one up me at every opportunity." Donovan said.

"And did he?" Cody asked, typing away.

"In some things yes," Donovan admitted, "I wasn't competing against John. That's not what the academy is for."

"Something else tells me you both competed for the same girl." Alex smiled.

"I knew it!" Cody exclaimed, throwing a pencil, "You are human!"

"This is not the time, Cody!" Jake hissed, throwing the pencil back. He didn't want Donovan pissed off and not finish his story. It's not every day the man opens up to them.

"It's not like that Cody," Donovan started to explain, "Gina was a recruiter. It was four weeks after she brought me to the academy before I saw her again."

"Wow!" Cody exclaimed, looking at his laptop, "She graduated from Georgetown, top of her class. Plus, she was two years younger than you? And she was a recruiter?"

"Gina has a high iq," Donovan replied, leaning over and taking Cody's laptop away, "How did you get into her file? Cody?"

"Never mind," Cody squeaked, knowing his was in trouble for hacking into the CIA's computer. Again. "you guys were fighting over the same girl."


"John and I never fought over her," Donovan answered, "Gina was a recruiter and later we found out she was also a part time instructor."

"Really?" Alex drawled, "Donovan doing the nasty with an instructor."

"Never knew you had it in you boss!" Monica whistled.

"I did not do the nasty, as you put it, with her!" Donovan protested. "Why am I defending myself to you? She was called in to help with the PT."

"I think you made him blush, Monica." Jake laughed.

"Actually, Gina made it quite clear she wasn't interested." Donovan grinned.

"Oh, look at that smile!" Cody whistled, "You didn't take no for an answer!"

"Has he ever?" Jake smirked.

"I can be persuasive if needed," Donovan laughed.

"Since you've admitted you've always known where this Gina person is," Alex started to say, "where is she?"

"New York." Donovan replied.

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Donovan was working out on the kick bag for over an hour, working up a sweat. He was one of the top students in the academy. He needed help on the firing range, but everything else was good. Things would be better if he could get some time alone with Gina.

He was shocked when he saw her walk into his PT class that first time. She worked everyone hard, but saved her worst for him. At every opportunity, Gina used him as the example, or dummy, as John clearly put it. She enjoyed flipping him and using him basically as a punching bag.

He punched two upper cuts into the bag followed by two swift kicks. Suddenly, he dropped down and did a sweep with his legs and went back up into a fighting stance.

"Very impressive, Agent Donovan," Gina remarked, laying flat on her back, "next time I want to talk to you, I'll make some noise."

"Agent Bartolini, is there something I can do for you?" Donovan asked her, helping her back up.

"Actually, there is," Gina purred, pushing him up against the wall, "I've been dying to do this since I first saw you in that library."

Gina pressed her lips against his. As quickly as the kiss started, it ended. Shaken by the kiss, Gina gathered herself and walked out of the gym.

"Gina!" Donovan yelled after her.

"Well, I see why she wouldn't go for me," John sneered, walking out of the shadow.

"Not now John," Donovan growled, leaving to go after Gina.

Donovan watched as Gina got in the back of a cab and the car drive off.

Gina leaned her head against the window and sighed, "Damn, it was as good as I thought it would be."

The next morning Donovan found out Gina left for an assignment and that was her good-bye.