When does this woman rest? Dr. Scott's newest bodyguard was tired. Dave Weichert been hauled off his flight and assigned this detail with no notice. He was a little surprised that they didn't interview him first – you would think that guarding the savior of the world would warrant a background check of some kind – but then he spotted Danny Green in the courthouse, talking to the new CNO. I really must thank him for this later. Personally. Preferably at the end of a double shift. He looked over at the doctor once more. Even here in the Humvee, she was working. He'd been with her for five hours now and he had yet to see her take a break – she even worked while eating. He didn't really understand what she was doing – there was too much medical terminology being thrown around – but she seemed to run at one speed: full steam ahead.

They arrived at the court house fifteen minutes ahead of schedule, but that still didn't slow her down.

"Ma'am, we're early." He said. "We can wait in the lobby."

"I thought I'd visit Tom's office, actually."

Dave looked at Burk, who didn't seem bothered by the prospect, so they followed her through the halls, as she seemed to know where they were going quite well. They entered an office containing a pregnant navy lieutenant who greeted them with a smile.

"Hello, Kara. Is he in?"

"For you, ma'am, always." She said, nodding towards the door behind her.

"Thank you."

She headed into the indicated door, and Dave moved to follow her – only to be intercepted by the lieutenant as he passed her desk.

"Excuse me." He said politely, watching the door close between him and his assignment. "I need to go with the Doctor." The lieutenant raised an eyebrow at him, unyielding, and there was a titter behind him from Burk. "What?" he snapped. He was too tired for this shit.

"You seriously don't know?" Burk asked.

"Know what?"

"You don't wanna go in there, man."

"I'm supposed to follow her everywhere. Keep her safe."

"I promise you, she's safe with him. The captain would never let anything happen to her."

Dave made an exasperated noise. Okay, this 'Captain Tom' was probably Thomas Chandler. Still.

"I mean, I guess you know that, he's your captain…incidentally, when are you going to put up some signs?" he asked, looking around the office for anything that would confirm whose office he suspected this was.

Both of them laughed, looking at each other with great amusement.

"Danny said you were pretty dense in certain respects." She said. He looked at her, confused. What was going on here? Why were they both laughing at him? And why would Danny have discussed him with this lieutenant? Finally, she stopped laughing and took pity on him. "She'll be fine, I promise. There's nobody you can trust with her safety more that Captain Chandler."

"I - It's just that I was told not to leave her side for anything."

"Who do you think put that ring on her finger?"

He pointed at the door questioningly, as he processed that information. She nodded, and Burk confirmed it.

"Your presence would be most unwelcome."

"Ah."

"Don't take this the wrong way, but, uh, what rock have you been living under?" Burk asked. "You haven't heard the wild tales of Captain Chandler and Doctor Scott?"

"Clearly I haven't heard the same ones you have." Dave replied dryly.

"Don't mind him, Burk. Danny says he's not much for 'human interest' type stories."

"And what else does he say about me? He seems to have told you a lot about me, while he hasn't told me a thing about you."

"Sorry." She said, holding out her hand. "Hi. Nice to meet you. I'm Kara Green."

"Kara…Green?" he said, looking at her nametag. Which said Foster, not Green.

"Haven't had time to change that yet." She said, brushing it with her hand. He noticed the ring as that hand returned to her belly.

"Wow. Seems a lot has changed since I talked to him last."

"Quite a bit. Would you like me to give you a rundown now, or wait until Danny can join us for dinner?"