Colin slouched further into his chair, starring at a three dimensional diagram of the Agol base and it's surrounding gun towers. He reached forward with his right arm and pressed a combination of options on a touch screen pad. Simultaneously two thirds of the diagram disappeared, emphasizing on the southwest quadrant of Agol and it's southwest tower. Colin blinked rapidly, then rubbed the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger, examining the poorly detailed, yet adequate gun tower dimensions.

"For God's sake Colin, you've been going over these diagrams all night. Get some sleep man." A man slightly younger than Colin walked sternly with an irritated yet concerned expression. "If you don't get to sleep you wont be any help." The sound of metal upon metal scrapped as the automatic door closed behind the man. Ignoring him at first, Colin reached forward with his right hand again putting in another combination on the touch pad. The Diagram, responsively, brought itself to show the base and all four towers. Colin sighed when it created a bird's eye view of the base, outlining with a purple dot, the best way to infiltrate the base from the southwest entrance. Alternative routs were marked out by yellow dots.

"I realize that Thomas, but if I don't get these diagrams down I still wont be much help." Thomas stood behind Colin, not knowing how to respond. Colin was right. Being a stealth infiltration unit it was a necessity to know every nook and cranny of the base that you're planning to hack; especially when that base is a primary defense position for the enemy.

"As a leader you should be well rested." Thomas finally spouted. He gave a look of confidence that Colin would have to accept this fact.

"Of coarse Thomas, you are right. As a leader I should be well rested and alert for battle." Colin stood up and faced Thomas. Despite being older, Thomas was considerably taller. However Colin had proven many times that size does not matter. "However, as a leader I must also be prepared for battle. And as far as I'm concerned, I am not prepared, and until then, sleep will have to wait."

"But Colin, you…"

"Thomas I am confining you to your quarters until 0600 hours!" The look in Colin's eyes changed from what seemed to be a normal overtired soldier to a well-bred, high-ranking officer. The glare he imposed on Thomas forced him to immediately back down.

"Yes… sir." Thomas turned around and exited through the door in which he entered. Colin also turned around and sat back in his chair continuing his studies. This continued for an hour before the sound of metal against metal shook his concentration. At the instant of his eye's twitch he spun around in his chair stood straight up and barked with an angry tone.

"Thomas I though I told…" Colin was suddenly stopped by the realization that it wasn't Thomas standing at the door. It was a woman the same age as Colin if not a year or two older. Tapping her foot, her arms on her hips, and the look of the grinning devil on her face she walked towards him. "Lynn," he sputtered, "what are you doing up at this hour?" She ignored Colin's questions and moved right up close to him. She, unlike Thomas, was a good deal shorter than Colin, at least by a head. Colin looked down at her when she finally came right in front of him. Being so much taller he looked straight past her face and through the large collar of her oversized nightshirt. He blinked.

"Colin Alexander O'Neal," she scolded. "You should be sleeping and you know it. You're too valuable a member of this outfit to be staying up all night and not…" She stopped realizing that he wasn't exactly listening and from his expression found out what he was paying attention to. With a slight gasp she took a firm grasp at the end of her collar and pulled up against her neck. Colin's face snapped up and looked straight at Lynn. "And no peaking… unless," she paused a smirk blatant enough to smash through a Magrider. "Unless you promise to stop studying and start sleeping." Lynn put her arm around Colin's waist and presses her body against him. Colin, trying to act professional kept a stern face. This was soon ended with the sting of sensation crawling through his spine when he began to feel the rising and falling of Lynn's breathing against him.

"Alright Lynn, you win. But only because I was just about done anyway." Colin smiled at her. He wrapped his arms around her and with great strength lifted her up, placing her on his hips. Lynn, quite aware, wrapped her legs around his waist giving her a good hold.

"You're a horrible liar Colin." She giggled seductively as he walked her to the door. He waved his hand and pressed a pad on the wall by the door, shutting down the Diagram table and the lights. The last sound was the scraping metal against metal when the door shut behind them.