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Looking at Olga, Donovan grouched, "We don't need this!"

"Frank needs her, if an over protective husband has to be part of it, so be it."

"What I want to know is how did an IT guy stop our jet?"

"Don't you remember? He introduced himself as Agent Foley."

"I've got his file." He said reaching into his briefcase, "IT, pay, classification, clearances, education, qualifications, back ground. No agent status." Closing the file, he handed it to Olga.

Scanning it, she chuckled. "Craig, did you notice the code beside his classification?"

"Of course I saw it. What does it mean?"

"The code is extremely similar in restrictions to Frank's." Opening Diane's file, she scanned it. "Her code is almost identical to his."

"What does that mean?"

"That whatever program they are involved in is as classified as our own."

Looking at the Foley's standing beside the dark agent they had identified as Duarte, he frowned as he noticed that both of them were staring at him and nodding in unison. "They heard us."

"Perhaps. Maybe they read lips?"

"No. There is more to those two than their files indicate."

"What do you mean?"

"When she arrived, she was angry but not afraid. She knew her husband would come after her. And those codes she spoke to no one when the plane died… They were personal in nature."

"They were lines from love poems, Craig. Perhaps used in their courtship?"

"No..." Came a soft response from behind them, causing Donovan to jump and Olga to jerk around. "…He didn't try love poems until we were married."

"Yeah." Jake agreed, "She likes being wooed."

"You're sweet."

"And you're worth the effort." Looking to Donovan and Olga, Jake added, "The plane is taxiing in now."

Looking around the deserted tarmac, Donovan demanded, "How do you know that? There's no plane in sight."

Using his thumb to indicate behind him, "Kyle's on the phone with the copilot."

Turning away, Donovan wondered just how long he was going to have his headache.

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Two hours into the flight, Olga left Jake and Diane in the back to go sit by Donovan in the front.

"I think she will be able to help Frank."

"Is the husband going to be a problem?"

"Not in the least. In fact he knows more about nanotechnology than I do."

"I don't see how…?"

"Accept it Craig." Olga snapped, "His file is obviously… understated."

Leaning forward, Donovan looked back at the two in the rear. They were having an animated whispered discussion. Jake was laughing when Diane loudly whispered, "Tink!" and slapped his arm, crossing her's and putting on a scowl. "Looks like trouble in paradise." He whispered to Olga.

Olga looked back in time to see a smile erupt from Diane. "You might be right Craig, except about the trouble. Craig…?"

Scowling, he answered, "Yes Olga."

"Face it; there sit a couple in love."

"If you say."

"I do." Leaning toward him, she asked, "Does she look familiar to you?"

"No, but then I know so few nanotechnologists."

"Do not mock! She looks familiar to me. I just cannot remember from where…"

"It'll come to you." Leaning back he groaned.

"Does your head still hurt?"

"Yes, nothing seems to help."

"I want you to get checked out immediately upon our return."

"Really Olga, that's not…"

"Do not make me report you."

"Yes ma'am."

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"She sat on his lap for half the trip."

"Olga! They were making out."

"We interrupted their anniversary."

"Not really, 18 months is not an anniversary."

"Careful Craig," Talmadge chuckled, "you're starting to sound like an old bachelor. Besides, little celebrations maybe as important to them as the yearly anniversaries. Where are they now?"

"Dr. Hughes Foley is in my office reviewing Frank's data. Agent Foley is in Ramsey's office contacting his immediate supervisor and getting their temporary NNL identifications set up."

"Craig, what's your take on the Foleys?"

"I don't like them. Their files seem to leave too much information out."

"What do you mean?"

"They are involved in a program that is as secretive as our own." Olga interrupted.

"He disabled our plane without a weapon," Donovan began, "or being on board. She said codes aloud in the plane and…"

"They seemed directed at her husband, who was not on the plane at the time." Olga finished.

"He received a call from Executive Director Warner and spoke to her as if he knew her."

"Who is their immediate Director?"

"Deputy Director Louise Beckett."

"I'll talk to her. We may be able to come to an understanding."

"I was impressed with them." Olga started, "She is the NSA expert on nanotechnology and he obviously knows a great deal on the subject."

"They do seem like an unlikely pairing."

"Is that not the start of all great love stories?"

Laughing, Talmadge agreed. "That it is Olga, that it is."

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"Olga, these readings are off for anything I've experienced. Tell me what is happening to him."

"He is having what may be called a nightmare. In actually it is a repeated memory, repeating over and over. At first he did not notice it, but the repition of it has physically worn him down."

"So when he is asleep the memory occurs preventing rest?"

"Perhaps if you view the recording of last night's session."

"Please."

Pulling the recording up on her computer, she allowed Diane to watch the episode without interruption.

"Uh…

Where's here?

Whoa…

Double whoa…

Liberty Bell Lager? I–I used to drink this with my buddies back in Philly.

Of course it's not real is it? None of this is.

Yeah, except the sky, the sand, the water… you. Hey I'm sorry, if somebody cut off your electricity you'd be gone.

It's not the same Claire, you're not alive.

You don't feel. If you did you wouldn't be hurting people.

To what Claire?

The s–sooner what can start to work?

(Whispering to himself) Oscar time Frank.

Claire if I seem a little shocked it's because…

Well… Because you are the woman I've always dreamed of. I kept hoping I was going to find her in the real… I mean the other… world. But, she just doesn't exist there. I mean you are here Claire. And I…

You said with my mind this is any where I want it to be, right?

Well… I, um… I think we should go somewhere we can have some privacy."

"Is that all of it?" Diane asks.

"Keep watching, there is no more dialogue."

Watching, Diane saw him smile and strain through an obvious arousal and climax. "Let me get this straight, I'm here because he has wet dreams?"

"You are here because it occurs fifteen times a night. It is also not a dream as you can see from the EEG. I do know the memory is of his time with Claire, and if it is not corrected soon his heart will give out."

Thinking a minute, Diane said, "I will need a lab, X-ray machine, electron microscope, computers and Jake."

"How can your husband be of help?"

"He is familiar with the tests I will need to run and the equipment I will need to use."

Staring at her, Olga asked, "Just who is your husband?"

"I can only tell you that he is the best man I have ever met, and the bravest."

"And an agent?"

"I would put the fate of the world in his hands."

"He and Mr. Parker may have something in common then."

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TBC…