Chapter Two - OSI Safe House-10:30pm

Jaime sat in a big, comfy recliner with her feet up, smiling like a canary-fed tabby, waiting for Steve to get back. He'd gone to take a quick look at New Destiny's complex from the outside, and told her to relax and settle in while he was gone. She had done as he'd asked, sort of. Almost. Well, at least she was doing it now.

"I'm back," Steve called out. He was happy to see her with her feet up. He'd have to rely on her tomorrow - and vice-versa - so he needed her at 100 percent. "How'd it look?" she asked, trying not to grin.

"Tight. At least two armed guards at each entrance, a dozen or so extra for good measure." Steve said grimly. "We'll go back tomorrow for a closer look and figure it out then."

"It'd sure help if we had blueprints or a map or something, huh?""Well, yeah, but we don't have that luxury."

"Do I ever have a present for you!" Jaime got up and handed him several large, rolled-up sheets of paper. "Blueprints," she told him, quite proud of herself. "and a map of the entire complex, including the locations of the safes."

"Jaime...where...how?" He was stunned. "You didn't break into that complex by yourself, did you?"

"Not the whole complex; just the main guard shack, right inside the gate. I figured they'd have to have some kind of map there, and - jackpot! Oh, and I made sure to rest afterward, like you wanted me to."

"How'd you know which shack was the main one?"

She smiled. "People tell me I have excellent hearing."

Steve smiled back at her, resisting the urge to chew her out for taking such a huge risk. This woman was not his fiancee or even his girlfriend. She was now his partner, an OSI operative like he was, and - it appeared - a damn good one.

New Destiny Complex-next day-7am

Jaime and Steve had gone over the map together the night before and found there were 8 safes, not 6. Steve wished his eye could see through the safe doors and tell him which ones held the modules. They'd worked out a plan and were now getting an early start.

Steve waited out of sight while Jaime played a very effective version of damsel-in-distress, limping heavily up to the main gate. She rang the buzzer, but didn't answer when the guard's voice came over the speaker. After a few moments, she rang it again.

Two extremely annoyed guards emerged from the shack, their guns drawn. Their faces softened and they pocketed their guns when they saw a beautiful blonde standing at the gate with big old crocodile tears streaming down her face. Jaime went into the schtick she'd worked out with Steve: Wasn't this a medical building? Ok, medical research, but surely there was someone...medical...who could look at her poor li'l old twisted ankle?

Steve, meanwhile, had jumped a fence to the left of the guard shack and headed toward an area which, according to the map, had only one set of two guards. With the right approach, he'd come up directly behind them...

A few minutes later, Steve and Jaime met at the agreed-upon spot, about a half mile from the complex. Jaime's ankle had been very neatly bandaged by two very amused and thoroughly charmed guards, and Steve carried two guard uniforms. He handed one to Jaime.

"Nice work," they told each other in almost perfect unison, before ducking into two separate wooded areas to change clothes. They re-grouped to go over their plans one more time, then headed back toward the complex.

New Destiny Complex - 8am

The first two modules were fairly easy, once they'd entered the main building. The lasers were stationary, a huge break for them. Steve would step over or under each one and then guide Jaime through. She cracked the safes amazingly quickly, and they stowed the first two modules - well-hidden - on the roof before going back for the third.

They'd successfully navigated the third set of lasers and Jaime was reaching for the dial on the safe when she stopped cold and turned to Steve, looking worried for the first time all day.

"Um...Steve? I don't think detonation modules are supposed to tick..."