Disclaimers: Please see previous chapters. I don't own or profit from any of this. All events are purely fictional.

AN: Thank you to my wonderful husband, who instead of making fun of me when I told him about this, supports me in this endeavor. ;D Also, thanks to Shana for betaing this for me.

Feb. 15, 2004 - 2am. (Entry is for Feb. 13, 2004.)

I can't fall asleep. I drank some decaf green tea and took a bubble bath to try and unwind. My mind's still trying to process what happened the past couple of days. So, I'll write myself to sleep. Hope no one sees this if I fall asleep in the middle of writing this all down.

Well, it's been hard to get a hold of both Conrad and Dash. What are those guys up to? The two of them together for this amount of time, without Allie or I, can only mean one thing: trouble. It's ok since it gave me time to figure what to do about the Dash/Allie fight.

Greeeaaattt news! My "investment" paid off! How did it happen? Finally, Friday morning, I caught up with Dash in Hawk's office. Whatever they were discussing must not have been important since Hawk left not too long after I got there. Perfect timing, huh. While Hawk was away, I decided to have a little chat with the boy. Truthfully, it was more like I talked and he sat there like a good little schoolboy and listened; not that I gave him another option. His story was he that he wanted to surprise Allie and made reservations at a spa, complete with roses and champagne waiting in their room. Only when he told Allie they were going off base, he made it sound like they were going to some rinky-dink motel. Geez, no wonder she was mad!

I should mention here that our beloved general has perfect timing! OK, so he was eavesdropping the whole time. How was I supposed to know Mainframe and Dialtone bugged his office? In any case, Hawk arrived in time to order Dash to find Allie and work this out. He even gave him a deadline of midnight. All Dash could do was nod and ask to be dismissed. Never put yourself in a position of having to deal with a General and a Redhead at the same time, especially while they're both working on the same mission. (OMG, what did I threaten Dash with if he didn't work things out with Allie? Whatever it was, it must have been good. Hope Hawk remembers in case I have to act on it.)

OK, OK. Man, writing is not supposed to make me self-conscience! So what if Hawk and I conspired the whole thing. Remember, it's not what you know but whom you know that's important. Tell a soul about this and I'll deny everything! Needless to say, Dash and Allie worked things out and went to the spa. He may have to wear sunglasses. The bruise has to hurt. Guess what? No nosy roommate for an entire weekend! Whoever said Friday the 13th was unlucky was wrong! Damn, I never got the chance to interrogate Dash about Conrad. Couldn't do that with Hawk listening in. Two days without seeing ***falls asleep and pen drops***

To be continued...