Stringfellow Hawke brushed away the red hair from his wife's face and leaned across the sofa to kiss her. Caitlin stirred sleepily under the touch of his lips and opened her blue-green eyes to blink at him blearily.

'Hi.' Her fingers traced over his lips and she smiled into his blue eyes.

'Hi.' Hawke kissed her again gently. 'I think it's time we went to bed.'

'Really?' Caitlin glanced at her watch. She frowned at the time; the last thing she could remember was curling up on the sofa after dinner but according to her watch that had been three hours before. 'I fell asleep again? You should have woken me sooner.'

'I thought you deserved the rest,' Hawke said with a smile.

A yawn caught her off-guard. 'I guess so.' Caitlin concluded ruefully and shook her head. 'These last couple of days I seem to be falling asleep at the drop of a hat.'

'You've been through a lot the last few weeks.' Hawke said not mentioning the nightmares that were disturbing them both. 'It's probably your body's way of forcing you to take a rest.'

Caitlin smoothed her fingers through his short brown hair. 'We've both been through a lot the last few weeks.' She corrected him. It hadn't been easy for either of them getting past the attempted rape she'd endured. Hawke's old fear of losing her had raised its head and she wasn't the only one having nightmares. The last few days spent alone together at the cabin had helped get them back on an even keel.

Hawke kissed her. 'Well, now, you are awake…'

'Yeah?' Her lips were already curving at the warm intent in his eyes. They were trying for a baby and it had been a relief to them that, apart from the first awkward time after the attempted rape when both of them had been nervous, it hadn't damaged the physical side of their relationship.

Hawke smiled and kissed her deeply but just as her fingers reached for the buttons on his shirt, he suddenly straightened, his head cocked to one side.

'What?' Caitlin asked.

'It's a chopper.' Hawke said. 'Dom's.' He frowned; the older man had sworn he wouldn't come near the cabin until Hawke gave him the all clear. Something must have happened for him to disturb the couple's time alone together.

'Dom's?' Caitlin sat up and adjusted her clothing. 'You think something's wrong?'

Hawke was already headed out of the cabin. 'I'll go and check it out.' He was barely aware that Caitlin was following him although she stayed at the cabin door as he made his way to the Santini Air chopper.

Dom climbed out one side; Hawke watched in some bemusement as Michael climbed out the other.

'What's going on?' Hawke asked.

'We have some news,' Michael said leaning heavily on his cane, 'about your brother.'

Hawke looked at their serious expressions and gestured at the cabin. 'You'd better come in.'

Caitlin had retreated to make a fresh pot of coffee in the kitchen but she greeted Dom and Michael with open curiosity as they entered the cabin.

'What's happened?' She demanded.

'Nothing bad, honey.' Dom reassured her. 'We just have some news about Saint John.'

Caitlin glanced at her husband. To many it would seem as though he was expressionless but she knew better, the tiny signs that gave away his anxiety were there; in the crease between his eyebrows, the crinkles at the corner of his eyes and their sudden blank intensity. She walked over to sit by him on the sofa and wasn't surprised when his hand covered hers, their fingers intertwining together in silent support.

'So what's the news?' Hawke asked unable to bear the suspense as Dom and Michael sat down in the chairs.

Michael reached into his briefcase and pulled out a file. He handed it to Hawke who took it eagerly and flipped it open. His blue eyes immediately went to the photo and he picked it up to examine it.

'That's my brother.' Hawke said around the lump in his throat. 'That's Saint John.'

'Are you certain?' Michael asked.

'Of course I'm certain.' Hawke snapped. 'It's him, Michael.'

'Where did you get it?' Caitlin asked looking over Hawke's shoulder and frowning at the blurry image.

'Larry Mason.' Michael said.

'Larry?' Hawke's eyes flew to Michael's questioningly.

'He offered to help go through the intelligence network and see what he could pick up on your brother.' Michael said. 'I think he wanted to repay you for what you did for him.'

Hawke shrugged; he was always a little uncomfortable that others saw him as some kind of hero. He held the photo up. 'Larry found this?'

Michael rubbed his moustache and nodded. 'And a report placing the location in North Cambodia in a Khmer Rouge controlled territory.'

'Saint John got captured by the Khmer Rouge?' Hawke looked again at the picture. 'When?'

'We don't know.' Dom said.

'We?' Hawke raised an eyebrow.

'I kinda took Michael to see Larry.' Dom admitted.

'In Airwolf?' Caitlin asked surprised.

'It was just a small trip.' Dom said avoiding Hawke's reproving gaze. 'And it was for a good cause.'

'Did you at least bring her back in one piece this time?' Hawke asked.

'Huh.' Dom harrumphed.

Michael cleared his throat. 'If we could remain on subject?'

'So you don't know when the photo was taken?' Hawke checked again.

'Larry believes it was within the last year but when exactly…' Michael shrugged.

'Do you have the exact location?' Hawke asked.

'It's in Larry's write-up of the report that accompanied the photo.' Michael said indicating the sheets of paper.

Hawke read over the information. 'This is great, Michael.'

'It may be worthless.' Michael pointed out raising his hand briefly from the top of his cane. 'We have no idea how old the intel is.'

'We can take Airwolf and check it out.' Hawke said.

'We have a contact in the area we can put you in touch with.' Michael offered. 'He might be able to provide you with some local knowledge and help you get some better information once you're there.'

Hawke nodded. 'That would be useful.' He tapped the folder. 'It's the first solid lead I've had in a long while.' His blue eyes met Michael's. 'Tell Larry I said thanks.'

Michael nodded. 'There's something else I need to tell you.'

'Oh?' Hawke asked.

'Someone's systematically removing your brother's information from the intelligence network.' Michael sighed as Hawke's expression darkened.

'Why would they do that?' Caitlin said aghast.

'To stop me finding him.' Hawke told her. 'I'm getting too close.'

'I think the Company want to keep you flying Airwolf missions on the pretext that they'll be looking for your brother.' Michael summarised.

'And in the meantime they'll eradicate all the evidence they can that might help find him.' Hawke bit out.

'Plausible deniability.' Michael confirmed.

Hawke shook his head. 'So this could be the only lead I get?'

'Larry thinks he can reconstitute some of the missing information when we have access to the Company systems but as we'd quite like to have found your brother by then…' Michael sighed and stabbed a finger at the photo Hawke was still holding. 'That's our best option.'

'I guess we might not need that fake Airwolf if that's what they're going to do.' Hawke murmured.

Michael shrugged. 'She's almost ready for testing.'

'I can't believe you built her so fast.' Dom said.

'I guess it helped to have the frame and the shell already done.' Caitlin said.

Michael nodded. 'We have all the parts; it was just an assembly job really.'

'I still think having so many Airwolf helicopters around is a bad idea.' Dom stated firmly folding his arms.

'If there's another idea for how we keep the original Airwolf out of the Company hands, I'm willing to hear it.' Michael said.

They were all quiet.

Michael sighed. 'When will you leave?'

Hawke glanced down at the photo. 'As soon as we can get Airwolf ready. It's probably going to take a couple of weeks to find out what happened and the longer we leave it…'

Michael nodded at the unspoken concern that if they left it too late they might not find out anything at all. 'You'll need some more armaments.'

'We're going to have to fly pretty light.' Caitlin commented. 'Airwolf will hopefully have to carry four people on the way back.'

'Three.' Hawke stated.

Caitlin frowned. 'What d'ya mean three? There'll be you, your brother, Dom and…'

Hawke shook his head. 'You're not coming.'

'Of course I am.' Caitlin argued.

'If something goes wrong and we get caught we're going to need back-up.' Hawke said firmly. 'That's you.'

'But that's not the reason why you're saying I can't go.' Caitlin said her blue-green eyes flashed the challenge at him.

'You're right, it's not.' He admitted. 'They're not fond of Americans, Cait.' Hawke met her angry eyes squarely. 'It's likely we would be tortured if captured and I can only speculate on what the Khmer Rouge guards would do if they captured an American woman.'

Caitlin flinched at the heavy hint she would be raped and couldn't stop the remembered fear crawling into her belly. 'It shouldn't matter.' She insisted.

'But it does.' Hawke squeezed her hand. 'I don't want to risk you on what could be nothing but a wild goose chase.' He stroked a lock of hair back over her ear.

Caitlin sighed. 'Fine. I'll stay home.' Her grumpy tone gave away her unhappiness.

Michael stood up. He and Dom had remained quiet during the conversation between husband and wife, and he figured they should leave the couple alone. 'We'd better get going.'

'Yeah.' Dom sighed and clapped Hawke on the shoulder as they all rose to their feet. 'We're going to have a lot to organise in the next few days.'

'I'll walk you out.' Hawke offered.

He saw the other two men into the chopper and waited until it had disappeared into the night sky before he went back inside.

Caitlin was wiping down surfaces in the kitchen. Hawke walked over and slid his arms around her.

'Are we OK?' He asked.

Caitlin sighed and turned in his arms to face him. 'I guess I always figured when we rescued your brother, I'd be part of the team, no matter what the risks were.' She put a finger on his lips before he could speak to argue. 'But I understand why you're asking me to stay behind,' she laid her hands on his chest and met his eyes, 'and I don't want to risk our future just so I can prove that this doesn't scare me and that it shouldn't scare you when we both know I'd be lying on both counts.'

Hawke hugged her tightly. 'I don't want to leave you here either.'

'I know.' She sighed. 'I'm going to miss you.'

'I'm going to miss you too.' Hawke said. He eased back and kissed her.

'Well, I guess we're going to have to wait another month for the baby.' Caitlin said fiddling with the buttons on his shirt.

'Why?' Hawke asked.

'You're going to be away when we're supposed to have our optimum conception dates.' Caitlin reminded him with a rueful smile.

'Oh.' Hawke sighed. 'I'm sorry.' She could see the truth of it in his eyes; he wanted to start their family as much as she did.

'It's OK.' Caitlin hooked her arms around his neck. 'I guess we'll just have to make the most of the time we have before you leave.'

Hawke's blue eyes warmed. 'I guess we will.'

She gave a startled happy laugh as he suddenly swept her into his arms and started to carry her up the stairs.