A/N: Apologies for the length between updates. I'm wrapping up writing the story. This morning drinking my coffee in the backyard, the mental block I had to finish the story finally fell away. Woohoo! So updates will be more forthcoming in the next few days.

Chapter 14:

Andy sat across from Dimitri, still as stone, as he spilled his tale and what he knew of the man that hired him. He was a gun for hire and he had failed at his job because he'd been caught. Now they were trying to determine whether to turn him over to the authorities. Andy was all for handing him over to the Greek authorities and being done with him, but she also was smart enough to know that he would escape custody in no time.

"What were your plans for me?" she questioned calmly.

"He wanted to kidnap you at the party and from there it was up to him. My only job was to make sure that he could get to you. I missed check-in this afternoon, and he will send in a second man. You should know he had every intention of killing you but thought that was too kind to Adrian." For a gun for hire, he was talking a lot more than she was expecting and that in turn made her suspicious.

"Why are you being so forthcoming?" she inquired leaning forward across the table.

"That man you are going to marry is a pig of the worst kind and he deserves what he gets," Dimitri responded.

Andy studied the man before her, and the responses to her questions. "Who was she?"

Dimitri looked up at her with cold brown eyes and she felt the rage that was just barely concealed below the surface. "My wife." Andy nodded in understanding and decided she'd gotten enough out of the man.

"Thank you for your time Dimitri. Unfortunately, I cannot let you go though. You see, your temporary boss wants me dead and frankly, if I were in his position, I can't say I wouldn't want the same. You will be turned over to the authorities and you will give us all the information on the Dimakos that you have. In the meantime, I will need the number you used to contact Peter," she stated as Jaz handed her a piece of paper and a pen.

Dimitri rattled off the number and Jaz quickly swiped the pen off the table. He glared up at her as Patricia relayed instructions to the team with regards to the removal of Mr. Petrov. Preach covered his head with a black hood and noise-cancelling headphones. Preach and McG escorted him out of the room and left the safe house.

Andy sat in the dark room facing the door and staring straight ahead thinking about the information she had been handed. The interrogation and the incident earlier in the evening had left her drained and tired making it hard to focus and evaluate. She was going to need a long vacation filled with nothing more than a beach and ocean waves. The thought of being alone on the beach though had her glancing towards Amir who was in a deep conversation with Adam in the corner. Jaz was standing silently between them and occasionally glanced her way.

Taking a deep breath, she stood and walked out of the room, heading towards the kitchen. She knew Jaz would follow her. Andy was grateful to have the other women helping with this mission that could understand that just because she had been put in a compromising position and gotten out of it, didn't mean she was going to fall apart.

"You were right," Jaz stated reaching for a coffee mug and the pot of freshly brewed coffee sitting on the counter. Andy turned and raised an eyebrow in question. "Hazard of the job, it's happened, and it bothers them every time," she explained, and Andy chuckled a little before nodding in understanding.

"Thanks, I know it's just because they are good men and they care," Andy answered reaching in the fridge for a bottle of water. "I'm glad you're here," she added before walking back to the room to talk with Amir and Adam.

Jaz stood staring after Top's sister and felt herself smiling when McG and Preach returned. They both looked relieved and tired. "We good?" she asked as they approached.

"Yeah, but I need to get Andy back. We've been gone for nearly two hours and Adrian's team will notice," McG stated grabbing a water out of the fridge.

"Let's go," Andy announced from the doorway into the kitchen. Amir and Top stood behind her both looking like they had just hashed it out with her and lost.

Jaz noticed the glance between McG and Amir and wondered what it was about but would have to ask Amir about it later. It was unlikely that he would tell her, but since Paris, they had grown more comfortable talking to each other. Clearly, he and Andy shared a history and McG knew something. Question was what he knew and why hadn't he shared.

Amir drove them back to the park where he had picked them up and glanced in the rearview mirror at Andy as she slipped out of the back seat. He watched her, and McG set off back towards the house, and hated having to leave but knew that he needed to get back to the safehouse and get sleep.

Adam sat at the kitchen table watching the monitors as Andy arrived back and silently breathed a sigh of relief when she reported that Adrian was asleep. He looked up as Jaz came back in the kitchen and started pulling items out of the fridge. He went back to cycling through the monitors and noticed that Andy had set up her button cam to focus on the bed in the master bedroom, so they could keep an eye on her.

He was so focused on the screens that he jumped when Jaz set a cup of coffee and a sandwich in front of him. She pulled up the chair next to him and settle beside him to watch the monitors as well. She ate her sandwich in silence and gave him a pointed look when he didn't immediately start eating.

"It's a sandwich and didn't require me to cook anything," she reassured him, and he gave her that smile that was so rare it always made her heart stutter. It was the rare unrestrained smile of a person enjoying the moment and made his eyes crinkle in the corners. She smiled in return and took a sip of coffee when he finally took a bite of the sandwich and nodded his head in approval.

She sat beside him for hours as they simply watched Andy and Adrian sleep as well as the rest of the household. McG had returned at some point and gone straight to bed after checking in. At around two a.m., she cleared their plates and put on a fresh pot of coffee. Top needed to get some sleep, but she could tell he was fighting it. She shook her head and finally snatched the headphones off his head. He turned to glare at her, but the look she gave him gave no room for argument.

"You have to take care of yourself," she stated simply as she set the headphones down and stepped back as he stood up. "Andy needs us to all be in top form when this all goes down," she added looking up at him with a pointed look.

Adam looked at her and felt the nearly irresistible urge to kiss the smart look off her mouth, but instead took a step back and held up his hands. "You win," he announced backing around the table. She nearly laughed when he nearly bumped into Amir coming down for his shift.

"Goodnight," she called after him before settling in his now vacant seat.

When he was gone, the smile she had held disappeared and she fixed her eyes on Amir. "Want to tell me what the hell you were doing kissing her?" she demanded when he moved to get a cup of coffee. Her guess proved accurate when his motions stilled, and he turned slowly to look at her. "Top is going to kill you," she declared.

"How did you know? Did McGuire say something?" he demanded in return.

"What does McGuire know?" she countered without answering the question. She was definitely cornering him the moment they got back to base.

"Nothing," Amir answered before sitting down. Preach entered the room at that moment and shuffled over to pour his own cup of coffee.

"He fell in love with her at the farm and clearly is still in love with her," Preach stated quietly from the coffee pot.

"How the hell did you come to that conclusion?" Amir demanded spilling coffee as he slapped his coffee mug down.

"By your reaction just now," Preach answered turning give him a knowing look.

"Damn it," Amir muttered under his breath. Preach handed him a piece of paper towel to wipe up the spilled coffee. Preach was thrilled that Andy had found someone to look at like he looked at his wife. Too bad she was just like her brother and too stubborn to admit it.

The three of them sat around the monitors, Preach checking the camera system in the underground tunnels and timing the guards' rotations. He marked each time the walked past, the length of time between, when they switched, and when the girls that they could see in the cages were fed and let out to what they assumed were the showers.

It was around five in the morning when Preach caught a new person on camera. "Looks like mommy dearest is definitely not innocent," Preach announced as Jaz and Amir moved to look over his shoulder.

"Can you get any audio?" Jaz questioned as Amir went to get Top and McGuire was coming down the stairs.

"No," Preach answered before clicking keys to change the angle of the camera so they could see the iPad she was holding in her hands. It looked like she was discussing with the guard a schedule and each of the girls individually. They watched as she scrolled through all fifteen girls they knew were being held. Beneath each picture as she talked were pictures of at least three men.

"Potential buyers," Jaz stated looking at the currency amount below each of the names. "They are bidding on them," she spit out disgusted.

"Have command run facial rec and get them over to our guys so they are ready on Saturday night. Get the info to Andy and make sure she keeps an eye out. I do not want her trying to track these guys alone. Especially not with mommy dearest involved," Top ordered standing behind Jaz looking over her shoulder. He glanced up at McG as he issued the order and McG nodded before leaving to head over to the mansion.

Adam was worried. He had only just fallen asleep when Amir was shaking him awake, and when he first saw Amir, he'd thought the worst. Amir must have noticed, because he simply stated they had a lead. Amir had taken Preach and the two of them had gone to follow mommy dearest and find out who she was meeting. He sat on the couch in the living area and took a deep breath.

Jaz moved to sit across from him and looked at the man that was her CO and her friend. It was rare that she saw the worry. She saw it now. The closer that they were getting to the end of this, the more it was showing. He hid it well, but after three, nearly four years, of being on his team and being far more aware of him than she would admit, she knew he was worried.

She wanted to assure him that they would all get out of this in one piece, but in reality, she knew she could never make that promise. They had all seen too much, lived through too much, and heard too much. Still, she wanted to give him some form of peace.

"She never asks for anything. In 13 years, she has never asked for anything except to get to know her family. Now, she's in so deep, I don't know that we will get her out," he confessed quietly. He opened his eyes and looked at the woman across from him. Her silent support was all he needed, but he wanted more.

"Top, she's your sister. She would never have let you pull her out before she saw this done. She's too much like you," she replied with a shrug. He smirked and huffed a laugh.

"Are you calling me stubborn?" he questioned with a smile.

"If the shoe fits," Jaz answered with a smile. "Now, go back to bed. I'll hold down the fort," she insisted hitting his knee and moving towards the bank of monitors. She sat and put the headphones on and focused on the job at hand.

Adam stood and turned to head upstairs, he looked back at Jaz steadily focused on the job at hand. He was grateful for her being there and letting him ramble. He was also grateful that his team had his back. He climbed the stairs and laid down until his alarm went off a few hours later.