I don't own anything new this chapter (other that my copies of the DOA games) oh, and pardon my French ;)

It was a cold and rainy night, well cold for French Guiana anyway. Ayane found it uncomfortably warm though.

'Damn rain! Why did Donovan send me here of all places?" she wondered aloud 'here's the hotel, guess I'll

check in.'

She walked into the Imperial Hotel, there was no line at the reception desk so Ayane just walked up to it. 'I hope these people aren't as rude as the European French' she thought eyeing up the perky young girl too busy painting her nails to notice Ayane's presence. 'damn, I guess they are' she thought, clearing her throat.

"Bonjour, et bienvenue à l'hôtel imperial. Votre nom s'il vous plait?" the girl said with an exasperated tone. (hello, welcome, name?)

"Je m'appelle Ayane" she replied coarsely "C'est 'A-Y-A-N-E." she used the German letter pronunciations just to piss off frenchie.

"room 1693, and Donovan says 'enjoy your stay'" the girl handed Ayane the room key. "floor 20."

"Right."

Christie lay in her hotel bed on the 20th floor wondering what the hell Donovan meant by morning surprise.

'ah, well I find out when I wake up I guess.' Finally falling asleep, she completely forgot the fact that morning

doesn't necessarily mean sunrise.

'Haven't theses morons ever heard of elevators. I thought this was a modern hotel.' She thought, climbing the many stairs. 'at least the room is at this end of the hall.'

She opened the door and walked in. not bothering to turn on any lights, she set her single bag down next to the door, she stripped off her wet clothes and walked toward the bed. The lights flipped on, and she was momentarily blinded as her eyes adjusted.

"Well, I never saw those back on the island." A female British voice said. "Ayane."

Her sight returned, Ayane looked around for the speaker, and saw Christie sitting on the bed in her underwear. blushing a little she said "well, it's not like you don't see boobs every day in the mirror, Christie. Seeing me naked shouldn't be anything to write home about."

"Donovan said I'd get a surprise in the morning." Christie said, glancing at the clock. "Oh, and you plan on sleeping like that? I highly recommend nightclothes of some variety when sharing a bed" she dead-paned

Ayane declined to reply, and simply climbed into the bed, and reached to turn off the light. Now concealed by darkness, she said "lets get some sleep. Donovan will probably have a briefing for us once its light out."

" 'night luv" Christie replied, settling in to finish her night's rest.

yay! Chapter 3. sorry about the delay, I was far away from a computer for the independence day thing. This chapter assumes that Ayane and Christie had some kind of relationship developing during the XBV time. So don't tell me they're ooc. I know. It is supposed to be that way. (I'm sure you're ooc with your "significant other") please R&R, and if you have any tips for writing a sex scene so chapter seven doesn't suck like my first fic please include