Hawke had been in the hangar two hours when Dominic and Caitlin strolled in. They both looked as tired as he felt and probably looked. Dominic went straight to the office while Caitlin stored her bag and went to work preparing to fix a broken down helicopter Dominic wanted to add to the business.

As soon as Caitlin began working on the inside of the helicopter, Hawke went inside the office and brought out the gift he had gotten for her. He handed it to her while she was working on cleaning the gauges.

"What's this?" She asked taking the rose and gift.

"Just open it," He said with a smile.

Caitlin smelled the rose and then laid it in the seat next to her and opened the red wrapping paper. She smiled when she pulled out the wrench.

Hawke patted her leg, "Happy Valentine's Day, Cait. I hope the rest of your day is better than the beginning." He left before she could say anything. It was eight o'clock and he had a tour to take care of. After telling Dominic where he was going, he loaded up the jet ranger and took off.

It had been almost an hour after Hawke left that Caitlin saw Michael pull up in front of the hangar. "We've got company," She called out before sliding down out of the helicopter and going to meet Michael.

"What can we do for you, Michael?" Dominic asked as he came out of the office. "As you can see we're busy."

Michael looked around at the one helicopter they had in the hangar and the parts scattered around it. Then he looked back at the clean Dominic and the dirty Caitlin. "I can see that, Dom. I have a job for the three of you and possibly Airwolf. Where's Hawke?"

"He's taking a last minute helicopter tour," Caitlin answered. "What job?"

"I'd rather talk about it somewhere else. Caitlin, I'll give you ten minutes to wash up. If I wanted my limo painted black, I would have purchased a black limousine. I'll be waiting." He turned on his heel and left.

"If I wanted my limo painted black, I would have purchased a black limousine," Caitlin mocked as she walked back to the sink. "I should go ahead and get in the way I look," Caitlin said as she washed up.

Ten minutes later, the three of them were in the limo headed for an undisclosed location. It seemed like forever to Caitlin as the limo kept driving, but just as she was about to speak up the limousine turned at a gate. The gate opened and they drove through.

"What is this?" Caitlin asked as she followed Michael out of the car.

"A place that will disappear from your memories as soon as you leave here," Michael spoke ominously. A man in a three piece suit held the door for the three of them as they walked through and then closed it behind them. He took position in front of it again with his hands crossed in front of him.

Michael escorted them into a spacious living room with high ceilings and new furniture. A ceiling fan slowly circulated from the apex of the ceiling sending cool air down on them. Caitlin saw from outside the window that the house couldn't be seen at all from the main road.

"What are we doing here?" Dominic asked as they stood in the center of the living room.

"You're here to meet a witness you're going to protect until she can testify against her former boss."

"Where's the witness?" Dominic asked.

"Right here." A woman slightly taller than Caitlin with perfectly coiffed brunette hair pinned back against her neck and glistening brown eyes came up beside Michael.

Caitlin saw Dominic's jaw drop and his eyes grow large. "Kelly," He said, rather breathlessly.

"Hi, Dom. It's good to see you."

He walked towards her and she let out a laugh. "It's me, Dominic. Kelly Foster in the flesh."

"I identified your body that night." He told her.

"Would someone mind telling me. . .us what's going on?" Michael said.

"Oh," Dominic turned around to face Caitlin. "Caitlin O'Shaughnessy, this is. . ."

Kelly took the initiative and walked toward Caitlin with her hand extended. "I'm the witness you'll be protecting. My name is Kelly Foster."

"Hawke's dead fiancée." Dominic said.

Caitlin's hand stopped mid-shake. "Dead fiancée?! I don't know what to say," She dropped her hand and took a step back. "I don't know much about you Miss Foster?"

"Then I'm at a disadvantage because I know nothing about you, Miss O'Shaughnessy."

"You'll have time to get acquainted while you're in their care, Kelly." Michael said. "We'll have to make the transfer here. The trial is less than a week away. Kelly will come to the courthouse, testify, and then the Marshalls will take over again and she'll be relocated."

Dominic's eyes shot to Michael. "What if we leave Hawke out of this? Caitlin and I can take over guard duty until the trial and Hawke will never have to know."

"What are you scared of Dominic?" Kelly asked as she took a seat on the couch. "Hawke and I were in love. We were going to be married. Do you not think he can handle seeing me?"

Dominic took his hat off, ran it through his hair, and put it back on. Then he sat down beside Kelly. "You used the past tense in every statement you just made, Kelly, proving things have changed between the two of you. I don't want to repeat the past."

"We won't." Kelly stood and left the room. When she came back, she had a bag in her hand. "Take me home, Dominic."

Dominic looked to Michael for some kind of way out. When Michael didn't answer, he took Kelly's bag. "Let's go."