Authors' Notes: Trying to update this very regularly, but the next couple of days might not be as much, I've got some personal/family business going on and Drowsy is a busy woman. But she said that October will be slower and we should be able to crank out more than just out Halloween themed fic. :D Now for some quick replies to two of our anon readers.

Garine: Hahaha so true. And glad you're a happy monkey! :)

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She hated how much he got to her still even after the countless months they had been together, it was unnerving. He was so far under her skin, in her blood that she knew even without the random marriage hanging between them now she'd never be able to break from him ever again. She was staring out the window carefully, making sure to stay within the shadows. Everything seemed normal except for a black car parked across the street. She recalled seeing it there when she had left this morning and that worried her, mostly because she had never seen it before until then, "I really should invest in some binoculars or a telescope." Though how much good that would do was beyond her considering the windows of the car were tinted of course.

"Night-vision goggles and heat-sensing ones would do you better, with something like that." Face knew what she was looking at. The car had been there when he'd arrived, and when she continued to watch it, he suspected it had been there a while, "I didn't draw attention to myself when I came in, even though it was very difficult."

"Yes well, not all of us have those just lying around." She glanced at him over her shoulder, "But it doesn't matter, that car is triggering my trouble meter big time." She turned to face him, "So what do we do? Wait it out or get out?"

"When did it get here?" Face murmured, not approaching the window, in case they were watching them. "And I'm pretty sure if your apartment was bugged, we'd have been snagged by now."

She was beginning to feel like an animal trapped in a cage and she didn't much care for it, "It was there when I left at six this morning." She said with a shrug and moved from the window, after casually making sure the drapes and curtains were drawn, "And maybe they're waiting for us to do something first? This is a really quiet neighborhood so causing a ruckus by just charging in and taking us would possibly draw too much attention. And the new Lynch doesn't strike me as the type that wants to cause big explosions."

"No taste for theatrics, hmm?" Face shrugged, tugging on his jacket, "Well, that means I'll have to skip a commercial flight and call Murdock for a private flight." he paused to look at her. "I should get going. But keep it in mind to lead them around a bit."

"Well, he likes to grand stand that much I can tell you." She moved past him and down the hall into her bedroom. She got dressed then proceeded to throw some clothes and other items into a large duffel bag.

"You're coming with?" Face blinked, as he pulled out his phone. "Got a new number, by the way. Don't program it in, just memorize it."

"Damn right I'm coming." She finished packing and slung the bag over her shoulder, "For one I really don't like living under some asshole's microscope and two, well… do I really have to say it?" She arched a brow as she moved past him and paused at her hall closet and pulled out her gun, it's inner pants holster and some extra clips, "Just in case." She explained as she put the holster on.

"Don't you have to be on-call? We're not doing anything vital right now - no missions, B.A.'s doing some construction work at the kids' recreation center - so we don't really need another person. Besides, isn't it dangerous for you to be spotted with us right now? You really shouldn't." He dialed Murdock.

"There's a field office in Long Beach actually. So I'm good as far as that goes." She realized that in saying that meant she was aware of it in a way that suggested she was considering a move, "And don't you think Hannibal would like to be informed about what's going on?" She lifted her chin in that stubborn way of hers.

"Yes, but I'm sure I could do - hey Murdock." He heard the pilot's familiar southern drawl on the other end announcing that he'd gotten some sort of roadkill crematorium, "How morbid. We need a plane. Yes I said 'we'. Yes it's Charissa - yes she's alive." Noises of exuberance, "I gave her the duck. Ow." He took the phone away from his ear and rubbed it.

"He sounds happy." She chuckled a bit, "Happier than you that I'm coming." She gave him a look as she moved past him and made sure all her lights were shut off, "Thanks for the duck!" She said loud enough for Murdock to hear.

Another joyous sound from Murdock. Face held the phone away from his ear. "Only an hour? What are you gonna do, steal a fighter jet?" he sighed as he hung up. "Let's give him two hours, just in case. Have you had dinner yet?"

She snickered a little at the sounds coming from the other end of Face's phone, "I think I almost miss him more than I did you." She teased lightly, "And no, I haven't ate a thing since six thirty. It was a long day." She said with a sigh.

"Then we eat. And don't tell him he's your favourite, he'll get the wrong idea and then he'll be all awkward around me." Face said with a small smile as he headed for the door. "Oh - we shouldn't walk together."

She laughed, "Don't worry, we only need one big ego to deal with anyhow." She grinned at him, "Though I have to admit it would be mildly amusing." She hung back, "Alright, you first and I'll take the rear?" She had her keys in hand and ready to go.

Face nodded in agreement and he looked both ways before strolling down the corridor - quickly, quietly, and watching the lower third of the hallway. Not staring at the floor, because that would be too obvious, but making sure not to catch the eye of anybody peeking out, or an errant camera.

She counted slowly to fifty and then followed, taking her time and acting casually as she moved. She was vigilant as she moved down the corridor carefully. She kept glancing at the car across the street, so far nothing had changed about it, it just sat there in an unassuming manner which worried her all the more. When she reached her car, she tossed her bag into the back as she climbed in and started the engine all while watching across the street.

Face slid into the passenger seat and put his own small travel bag in the back as well as he closed the door behind himself and opened the window ever so slightly. "Small diner, takes cash, not very well lit." he semi-instructed, taking care to watch the cars around them.

She nodded and drove off, doing so as normally as possible. She watched the dark car until they turned the corner and could no longer see it, only then did she relax realizing she was all tense, "We're not being followed." She commented as she headed for a diner she knew of, but didn't go to very often the less familiar the better. It didn't take long to get there and as she slid into a parking space she took a quick look around, "This should work." It wasn't very busy being the time of night it was. She got out and waited for him before clicking her car alarm and strolling inside.

Kind of a filler chapter, but trust us it's got it's purpose.

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