Sarah frowned as the car pulled up in front of the Santini Air hangar. She smiled at the agent Michael had sent over; a friendly older woman called Hannah.

'Thanks so much for the ride.' Sarah said as she unhooked her seatbelt.

'My pleasure.' Hannah finished her quick check of the immediate area to flash a grin at her charge.

'Are you going to drive us every day?' Chris asked excitedly.

Sarah and Hannah turned to the young boy in the back.

'Not every day.' Sarah said. 'Say thank you to Hannah.'

Chris rolled his eyes but complied with his mother's request.

Hannah ruffled his hair. 'They're so cute at this age.' She said to Sarah. 'Enjoy it while it lasts.'

'You have kids?' Sarah asked interested.

'Two boys, both grown now.' Hannah replied.

Sarah's eyes travelled over the other woman; with her elegantly arranged blonde hair, bright green eyes and ready smile, Hannah barely looked older than herself, certainly not old enough to have grown children. She pushed the thought away and with another smile, got out of the car and opened the back passenger seat to let Chris out. He took her hand as they walked back into the air service.

Jo barely looked up as Sarah settled Chris at the spare desk with some pens and paper for him to draw on. The two women had scarcely spoken to each other since their clash when Saint John had left except to exchange information on the running of the air service.

Sarah approached Jo warily. 'He's still not back?'

'No.' Jo said shortly, not looking away from the computer monitor.

'I'll finish tidying the hangar then.' Sarah said trying hard to keep her annoyance out of her voice. She repressed her sigh as Jo remained silent. She managed a reassuring smile for Chris who was looking over at her in concern before she headed out of the office.

Jo continued to type and tried to ignore the small voice in her head that told her she was acting like a spoilt brat. As much as she hated to admit it, Sarah had done a good job and had put in a solid day's effort. She was a skilled mechanic and her experience of air services had ensured the office had ran like a dream while Jo had been out. She had even followed Jo's filing system to the letter.

Jo frowned as her fingers slowed on the keyboard. She was also beginning to think that Sarah's concern for Saint John wasn't misplaced either. When he hadn't come back immediately after a couple of hours, Jo hadn't thought much about it. She had been annoyed to learn Sarah had called Michael and that an agent had turned up to protect them while Michael investigated. She simply figured Saint John was sulking about their argument. Her mind shied away from examining that too closely. But his continued absence without any word especially when he was supposed to spend the night at the cabin with his sister and nephew…that was unusual and Jo was beginning to get worried.

'Why are you being mean to my Mom?'

The question caught her by surprise and her head shot up to stare at the young boy glaring at her from the opposite desk. 'I'm not being mean.' She denied automatically even as she flushed bright red.

'Yes you are.'

'No I'm not.'

'Are.'

'Not.' Jo sighed hearing her childish answer and wondered how she'd been pulled into the back and forth argument so quickly.

'Are.' Chris muttered as he lowered his blue eyes to his drawing.

Jo reminded herself she was the adult. 'I'm not being mean to your Mom.'

He simply stared at her in disbelief.

'I'll prove it to you.' Jo got up and poured Sarah a mug of coffee. 'See. I'm going to take her a drink.'

'What about a cookie?' Chris said.

Jo stared at him for a moment before she picked up the tin next to the coffee pot and walked out with it. She hesitated outside the office but straightened her shoulders. She probably did owe Sarah an apology for the way she had acted. She spotted the younger woman cleaning the tools on the other side of the hangar and headed over. Sarah looked up hearing her approach and Jo felt guilty at the surprised look in the blue eyes that briefly glanced at her before they returned to the tools.

'Coffee?' Jo offered.

Sarah took the mug from her a little warily. 'Thank you.'

'Cookie?'

'No, thank you.' Sarah shook her head.

Jo put the cookie tin down on the workbench. 'I'm sorry.'

Sarah looked at her questioningly.

'I'm sorry about my stand-offish behaviour today,' Jo began, 'I'm sorry that you overheard my argument with your brother.' She sighed. 'And I'm sorry I haven't been the most welcoming since you came home.'

Sarah was taken aback at the sincerity gleaming in Jo's eyes. 'Well, thank you.'

Jo nodded. 'You did a good job today.'

'You have a good system.' Sarah said gently.

A faint blush heated Jo's cheeks at the compliment. She turned to leave and picked up the tin. 'You sure you don't want one?'

'OK,' Sarah said gesturing, 'if you join me.'

'I could do with a cookie.' Jo admitted. She eagerly opened the tin and offered it first to Sarah before snagging a chocolate chip cookie for herself. She perched on the workbench to eat it. 'I really am sorry.' She said after swallowing a first mouthful.

'I can understand,' Sarah said generously. 'I mean you and Saint John just got together. It's natural you'd want to spend time together without a pesky younger sister hanging around.' She dipped her cookie into the coffee before shoving it quickly into her mouth.

'It's really not about you.' Jo said.

Sarah looked at her sceptically.

'OK, so I think this has been bad timing.' Jo admitted. She waved her half-eaten cookie at Sarah. 'It would have been nice to have had Saint John to myself for a while but I know how important it is to him that you're home and I know you guys need to spend time together too.' She winced. 'I guess I haven't given you much of that.'

The younger woman shrugged. 'So if it's not me, do you mind me asking what it is?'

Jo hesitated torn between the urge to confide and the belief that confiding in her partner's sister wasn't the best move.

'Come on.' Sarah encouraged her. 'I might be able to help.'

'I think this is something Saint John and I need to sort out on our own.' Jo said finally. 'But thanks.'

Sarah patted her arm. 'No problem and you will work it out. You're obviously crazy about each other.'

If only it were that simple, Jo thought folding her arms. 'I hope so.' She said out loud. 'I hope he still wants to after what I said to him earlier.'

'It was an argument. Everybody says stuff they don't mean in an argument. I'm sure he understands that.' Sarah said taking a gulp of her drink.

'Maybe, I just hate how we left it.' Jo murmured.

'You're beginning to worry about him too aren't you?' Sarah asked perceptively.

Jo sighed. 'If he's not back when you're done putting these away, I think we should all head over to Red Star.'

'Red Star?'

'The base for the Airwolf project.' Jo explained. 'We can check up and see how far Michael's got with tracking him down.'

'Can we just turn up like that?' Sarah asked worriedly. 'Won't they mind?'

'I don't care if they do.' Jo said bluntly. 'I want to know where he is.'

'Me too.' Sarah murmured.

Two sets of blue eyes met each other in mutual understanding.