A/N: Sorry for not updating this yesterday! I had an unbelievable amount of homework last night and didn't have time to work on the story, so I waited until today. As always, thanks for the reviews! Oh, and this chapter jumps around a lot so if you don't like it, sorry :/ Anway, Enjoy! :)

Chapter 4: Flight

Olivia walked out of Massive Dynamic empty handed. Nina hadn't found anything right away, but had assured Olivia that if she found anything, she would be the first to know. Now all she had to do was pack for Montana, something that she was not looking forward to.

Since Brianna was in the middle of a National Forest, they would be driving on a beat up path for most of the way, but hiking for the last few miles. Any other case they would at least have a forest ranger escorting them, but because of all the secrecy, they were on their own. Speaking of which, who was 'they'? She knew that Peter was coming along, something that she was extremely grateful for, but Broyles had said that another agent would be with them. She didn't like the idea of having another agent come along, he or she would probably be inexperienced. In the back of her head, she also knew that another reason she didn't want another agent was probably because she wanted some alone time with Peter. If it had been just them, searching, she would have enjoyed it a lot more. She also knew that that would be impractical.

As she stepped into her car, her phone rang. Reaching into her pocket, she took it out and looked at the I.D., expecting it to be Broyles. Not recognizing the number, she cautiously answered, "Dunham."

"Hello Agent Dunham," a man said smoothly into the phone, "I'm Agent Saunders, I'm going to be helping you out with the search for Brianna Orlbreck. Broyles wanted me to let you know."

Olivia grimaced, she didn't like this guy already, he sounded cocky, "Okay, I'll see you at the airport then."

She was about to hang up, when he replied eerily, "See you soon... Agent Dunham." then without another word, he hung up.

Olivia shivered unconsciously, his tone seemed to imply something else, but she couldn't think about that right now. Starting the car, she pulled out of the parking lot, heading home to pack.

The next day, Peter and Olivia arrived at the private airport, waiting for the plane to depart. Looking around, Olivia realized that Saunders was nowhere to be seen. Setting down her small bag, she headed over to one of the other agents.

"Excuse me, but have you seen the other agent that is supposed to be here with us? He should be here by now." when the agent shook his head apologetically, Olivia sighed. This guy really wasn't leaving a good first impression.

Over on the other side of the small lobby, Peter was giving Astrid a few last minute tips on what to do with Walter, "...and if you need anything, just call me, though I can't guarantee I'll answer considering we'll be in the middle of nowhere."

Astrid nodded, "Yeah, I know Peter, we've been through this over a dozen times. Don't worry, he'll be fine."

Peter yawned, "Yeah, I'm sure he will be, it's just that I haven't had much sleep thanks to him over the last few days... In case you couldn't tell." Walter had been even more eccentric than ever the past few nights. He had remembered one of his favorite candies, and had set out to try and recreate it. That's how he had broken the stove a few days earlier.

Laughing, Astrid just shook her head, "Oh I could tell, trust me." Looking over his shoulder, she could see Olivia approaching, "Okay, well since it seems like you two are all set, I'm going to go and help Walter out at the lab, see you soon!"

"Yeah, thanks for the ride, see you soon." he replied as she walked away. Turning around, he came face to face with a very annoyed looking Olivia, "What's wrong?" he asked, trying to figure out what was bothering her.

"The other agent that's supposed to be searching with us hasn't showed up yet," Olivia replied, searching the lobby for him as she spoke, "and were leaving in ten minutes."

That wasn't good. All agents, or in his case, civilian consultants, were supposed to arrive at least a half hour before departure to check in. Curious, Peter asked, "Who is this guy anyway?"

"Agent Jason Saunders, he's fairly new, which is why I didn't want to bring him along to begin with, but it's Broyles' choice, not mine." Pulling out her phone, she was about to call Broyles and tell him about Saunders when she saw a tall man walk into the lobby, bag in hand. Sighing, she nudged Peter, getting his attention, and walked towards the man, expecting an explanation.

"I'm Agent Dunham," she said, holding out her hand, "and this is Peter Bishop, I'm assuming your Saunders?"

"You assume correctly, Agent Dunham," he replied, shaking her hand and nodding respectfully at Peter, "Sorry for being late, there was a car crash, lot's of traffic." In reality that wasn't true, he had been briefing Faber's men on what they were to do when they set up camp in Montana, it had just taken him a lot longer than he had anticipated.

Olivia nodded, she didn't fully believe what he had said, but decided on ignoring it for now, "Okay, well you're going to have to check in quickly over there." She said, pointing towards an agent, "We're leaving soon."

"Thank you." he said as he picked up his bag and headed towards the agent, "I'll be back shortly."

Once he was out of earshot, Olivia turned to Peter, "What do you think?"

"Of him? I don't really know, seems okay, why?" Peter asked, noticing that she didn't seem to like him. Truthfully, Peter didn't like him very much either, but he couldn't say that when he had hardly met the guy.

"I don't really know..." Olivia replied slowly, not wanting to tell him about the call from the day before, "He just seems... suspicious, know what I mean?"

Peter knew exactly what she meant, "Yeah, but it's a bit early to be making judgments," Picking up his and Olivia's bags, he started towards the exit to board the plane, "Let's go, we have to deal with him anyway, so let's get this over with."

A few hours later, there plane landed in Helena, Montana. Even though it was spring, it was fairly chilly and clouds covered the sky. Even though it was just a plane ride, Peter was exhausted, and by looking over at Olivia, as she stepped out of the plane, he could tell she wasn't much better. Saunders trailed behind, not looking any more alert than Olivia. A forest ranger met them after they entered the building.

"I'm Ranger Molly Field, but you can call me Molly," The ranger said, smiling warmly as she shook Olivia's hand, "You must be Agent Dunham!"

Olivia smiled back, despite how tired she was, "Yes, and it is nice to meet you Molly," she turned to introduce Peter and Saunders, "This is Peter Bishop and Agent Saunders, they'll be helping out."

"Of course," Molly replied, nodding at them, "Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too," Peter said groggily, he hadn't slept in at least 36 hours, "Any idea what time we'll be arriving at the forest?"

Molly thought for a moment, "Well, it will probably only take three hours to get to the edge of the forest, but from there you're on your own, so I don't know how long it will take you to get to your exact location."

Before Peter could respond, Saunders quickly said, "Okay, well we don't want to arrive late, so let's get a move on, shall we?"

With that, Molly turned around and headed towards the door, Olivia, Peter, and Saunders following closely behind.

Dressed in a lab coat, Faber watched as his scientists worked to perfect the drug for when they had the girl and the FBI agent. The girl was only to be a control test subject, while Olivia Dunham would be the actual experiment.

"Are there any other specifications in the way you want them captured?" he asked, watching one of the women add a drop of red liquid to the drug.

At first she didn't respond, concentrating on the drug, but when she was done she looked up, "Nothing other than what we've already told you, although it would be preferable to not have either of them shot..." she trailed off, knowing that they had already discussed this before.

Faber sighed, "You already said we can't knock them out or drug them, the girl wouldn't be a problem but the other one is an FBI agent! They won't shoot her unless necessary, but she won't go down easy. How preferable is it, anyway?"

Very preferable, she thought to herself, though she wouldn't admit that to him. "It's not necessary, never mind," she mumbled, looking down at the drug as though it was the most interesting thing in the world, not wanting to make eye contact with her boss, "The drug for the girl should be ready soon, the one for the FBI agent may take a while however."

Not noticing her discomfort, Faber nodded, moving further down the lab table to see how his other scientists were doing. Letting out a deep breath that she hadn't realized she'd been holding, the woman thought back to how she'd gotten in this mess.

She had been looking for a job, and in the paper there was an ad for a drug researcher, something she had studied in college. Interested, she had called in, and they had accepted her. At first it was fairly normal work, but soon she and the other researchers were given drugs that she had never heard of before. She was the only new worker, so all the others were used to it, but she was nervous.

One day, Faber had noticed her nervousness and pulled her aside. He had told her the plans for the drugs they were making, and when she wanted to leave, he threatened her with the lives of her family. He had also raised her pay considerably, but she couldn't think about that. It disgusted her to think about what she was doing, but she was stuck.

"Here we are!" Molly said cheerfully, pulling over to the side of the road where a dirt path led into the forest, with an extremely beat up looking truck at the edge of it. Not hearing a response, she looked over her shoulder to find the man and woman asleep. Saunders, who had been sitting in the front, also looked back. Sure enough, Peter and Olivia were asleep, Olivia curled into Peter's side with his arm draped over her shoulders, holding her close. Seeing her gun holstered at her hip, Saunders got an idea.

"Hey," he said to the forest ranger pleasantly, "Do you think you could prep the truck and move some of the supplies into it? I'll wake these two up in a second, but they seem really tired, I'll be out to help in a second."

"Sure, it won't take that long," stepping out of the car, she turned to face Saunders, "By the way, are these two a couple? Because I could have sworn that wasn't allowed in the FBI..."

Smiling, Saunders replied, "No I don't think so, but to tell you the truth I hardly know them." Watching as the ranger finally left the car and approached the truck, he let his smile drop. Moving quickly, he got out of the car and shut the door behind him quietly. He then approached the door closest to Olivia and slowly opened it. Neither Peter or Olivia had moved an inch. Holding his breath, Saunders reached over and gently grasped the gun, resting his other hand on the seat. Pausing for a second to see if they had woken up, he looked back towards the ranger, seeing that she was still moving around in the truck. Turning back to Olivia, he ever so gently tugged on the gun, letting it slide smoothly out of the holster. Slowly letting his breath out, he swiftly emptied the gun of its bullets, pocketing them in his jacket, hidden from view.

"You going to wake them up or what?" Molly called from the truck, startling him. She was in the back, rummaging through the stuff that she had loaded in there before.

"Uh yeah," he called back, turning back to Olivia, "I'll be there in a sec." Quickly, he slid the gun back into its place in the holster. Grabbing her shoulder, he gently shook her, "Agent Dunham, wake up, we've arrived."

Stirring in her sleep, Olivia's hand brushed over her gun. Holding his breath, he waited for her to say something. Luckily for him, she was too out of it to be fully aware of what had happened. Shaking her once more, he said more loudly, "Agent Dunham, wake up."

Finally beginning to wake up, Olivia groaned, trying to stretch but was stopped by Peter's arm. Opening her eyes, she noticed that he had his arm over her and blushed brightly, gently taking it and lifting it off of her. Looking outside, she could see that the sun was beginning to set, and that it looked beautiful with all the warm colors dancing in the sky. Coming to her senses, she turned to Saunders, ignoring his amused grin, "Did we just arrive?"

Saunders shook his head, "No, but it hasn't been that long. You should wake up Bishop and come out, were loading up the truck." closing the car door, he left and headed towards the truck to help out.

Sighing, Olivia rubbed her eyes. She couldn't believe Saunders had seen her and Peter like that. She really hoped he wouldn't say anything to Broyles, not that it mattered. The man wasn't blind.

Looking down at Peter, she noticed that he looked so much more calmer when he was asleep. His face was relaxed, and he seemed less burdened. Yawning, she softly shook him, "Peter wake up, were here."

Opening his eyes, he sat up, oblivious to how he had had his arm around her before. "Wow," he said blearily, stretching out his arms, "it's amazing what two hours of sleep can do for a guy." Looking outside, he saw Saunders and Molly preparing the truck.

Laughing, Olivia opened the car door and stepped outside, "That's good, because we're in for another long night, we have to drive about thirty miles down this trail. It's going to be slow."

Peter groaned and stepped out of the car behind her, heading to the back of the car to unpack their bags.

A/N: So, how was it? Was I jumping around too much or was it fine? This was the only chapter that jumped THIS much so don't worry. :) Review Please!