Chapter 23

"You.saw.Brumby.out.there? With the British officers?" He said slowly.

"Yes. And he was talking to Major Davidson."

"It's a good thing you saw him, or he would've blown our cover so big we wouldn't have had a chance to redeem it. But that still doesn't explain why you look like someone dead has come back to life."

"Harm, I don't want him back here confusing our relationship after we are just finishing unraveling it after last time. Do you remember the wedge he drove between us? I don't ever want to be separated from you like that again."

"Are you saying," Harm asked in disbelief, "that you aren't going to get married? Because it's not just him that would do that, it would be any man you chose to marry."

"I'm saying," I replied softly, "that I think I know what you meant in Sydney now. You wanted me to wait. I think I can do it this time."

He smiled down at me, "If only you'd said that in Australia."

"If only you had been a little easier to understand." I retort.

Suddenly, the worst thing that could have happened did, we heard footsteps approaching, and a voice we both knew too well.

We logically ran in the opposite direction, and continued running until we could not hear anyone. "We didn't discuss what we're going to do about him." I panted.

"My advice is we go get those files, and go back to the ball." Harm replied.

"Right, but what about Brumby? He's still there."

"Stay out of sight, besides we've got to figure out why he's suddenly in the British Navy instead of the Australian one."

"We can't guarantee we won't be seen, besides how long is he staying on this base? We don't know, and we can't hide forever."

"Good point, but we've still got to get those files."

He and I melted into the shadows, and succeeded in making all the copies we could of those files, and we brought them back to our room, and Harm picked up the cell to dial Webb.

I was pacing impatiently. Harm hung up, "I can't get through, something about the service not working out here. DAMMIT! Why do Webb's plans always have a hitch? Why can't something ever go normal for once?" He threw the cell phone against the wall, it splintered into a million tiny pieces. I laughed at him as he swore and tried to tidy it up, at least we still had the phone Webb gave me.

But, then I stopped laughing, if his didn't work, mine wouldn't. At the time we really needed Webb, we were now all alone.

This assignment was really beginning to scare the hell out of me, too many things were going wrong, and that's when I realized somebody had to be onto us.

A/N: Oh dear, aren't they in trouble now...

Angela B.: Thankx (

Caprice: We'll see..

Lisa: I agree!