Authors' Notes: Sorry for the delay in update all, I had some family issues go down but all is well now for the most part. Now for a quick reply to an anon reveiwer. :)

Garine: Ahaha, alright, but if I know Drowsy she will so try to beat it. And yes excitement ahoy! But not quite a drive by no. Just Charissa being badass and keeping the CIA goons from ruining her car.

Now on with the show!

"Thank you, dear." Face drawled as he pressed his foot to the floor and took them round the corner on two wheels, "We're lucky we're not attracting the local police." he groused, as he headed for the airport, "I think I can see Murdock landing..."

The two men got out of the car once it had stopped, the driver pulling out a cell phone, "She's doing exactly as you said she would, Colonel."

"Excellent. It was only a matter of time."

The conversation was ended and when the second car caught up, they got in and took off, heading back to their superior.

"Anytime." She said with a smirk and she buckled back up, "I can't believe he got a hold of a 747…" Charissa shook her head slowly, "How does he do it?"

"Very, very carefully?" Face suggested, as they slowed down and parked in a darkened area near some storage facilities. "I hope your car has massive alarm systems. We have a plane to catch."

"Not massive, but it'll do." She waited until the car stopped and got out, "Um. Speaking of which how are we going to get on said plane? It's not like we've got tickets to get through security and snag a terminal, plus you'd get arrested right off the bat." She shifted her bag over her shoulder, clicking her alarm on once he was out of the car.

"Murdock will have thought of something."

By the time they made it to the side, Murdock had inflated not only the emergency ramp but also one of the life boats. It was on a long, thick rope, "Climb in!" he smiled.

"You can't pull both of us up on your own!" Face protested.

To his surprise, Hannibal popped his head around the doorway,"And what makes you think I'd send him for you two alone?"

Charissa arched a brow, "Well now that explains everything." She mused tossing her bag up to the other two before grabbing a hold of the rope, "Nice to see you, Colonel." She wasn't surprised to see Hannibal had come along for the ride, though a part of her wondered why.

"Good to see you're still doing well, Captain." he took her hand as he and Murdock hauled the two of them into the plane with their bags. Murdock went back to the pilot's cabin and Hannibal closed the door.

"As well as can be expected." She settled into a seat, "This is a good thing, we can talk on the way." The tone of her voice was very serious and business mannered, in fact the last time Hannibal had probably heard such a tone from her she was telling him not to pull any bullshit on his end.

Hannibal nodded as Murdock began to taxi. Face worked on getting strapped into his seat and stared morbidly out the window for a moment, "They're not even near your car," He looked at Charissa, "I don't think they've spotted it."

That struck her as odd, "Strange." She looked back to Hannibal, "You guys have become priority numero uno for the CIA apparently, or at least one Colonel Lynch. Remember him?" She sat back, enjoying the fact that for once they were on a large jet for a change, "Well he paid me a little visit a month ago…" She launched into recapping the visit and didn't leave anything out and concluded with the events that had occurred on their way to the airport.

Hannibal shook his head. "Well, we'll just have to come up with something else. Apparently this one is less for theatrics, but from what you've told me he's darker, dirtier, more dangerous."

"Yes, he likes to go straight for the jugular it seems." She agreed with some distaste, "That's why none of you heard from me for a while; I was trying to make their lead on me go cold." She glanced at Face, "But then Romeo here showed up so, so much for that."

"Sorry!" Face rolled his eyes, "It's Murdock's fault. He was convinced that you were ill or dead or captured. By pirates, for some reason."

"Yarr."

"Uh huh. That's it, blame Murdock." Her eyes narrowed a little, "And obviously if I had been captured by pirates they would've demanded a ransom of some sort." She suggested, "So where's B.A.?" It was weird without the Sergeant present.

"He's still at the centre." Hannibal leaned back in his seat. "We try not to put him on a plane if we don't have to."

"I heard about that, I have a hard time seeing B.A. hanging out with kids… it's a strange concept I have to admit." She wondered what Hannibal was thinking up in that mind of his, "I'm thirsty, anyone else want something?" She stood and moved towards the galley.

"I'm fine." Face shook his head. He was still watching out the window, almost as though it was hypnotic.

"Maybe something bubbly." Hannibal unbuckled himself and stood to go with her.

Face is definitely in a mood and it's not going to improve any time soon.

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