A/N This story is brought to you by excessive talk of Speedos, even before the Peter-Gallagher-in-a-Speedo tweets of Friday.

Annie watched as Auggie stormed out of the DPD. As quickly as she could, she followed him as he headed down the hallway.

"Where are you going?" Annie asked, hoping he wasn't about to rush into a confrontation.

"Doesn't matter." Auggie replied.

Annie grabbed his arm, pulling him to a stop. "Yes it does." She stated calmly.

Auggie pulled out of her hold. "No," he said very calmly, "It does not. But if you must know, I'm going to go release some frustration on the heavy bag. I'll be back in an hour."

Annie kept walking with him. She glanced into the gym before he walked into the locker room. "I don't think you want to do that."

Auggie stopped and turned to Annie, frustrated at her involvement. "Why not?"

"Because the reason for your anger is working out on the mats by the heavy bag. Do you really want him to see how much he got under your skin?" She reached for his arm. "Come on, we'll go for a run."

"No." He replied, almost solemn. "I appreciate it, but..."

"Yeah. I get it. I hold you back."

Auggie sighed. "Is he still there?" He asked.

Annie looked in the window. "Doesn't look like he's leaving any time soon."

"Fine." Auggie turned on his heel and headed back to the DPD.

Annie watched as he swapped canes. He picked up a phone and dialed. "Hey, Jeremy. This is August Anderson. Yeah, I know it's been a while. Are you available in about a half-hour? Good. I'll be right over." Auggie hung up the phone.

"Who's Jeremy?" Annie asked.

Auggie rolled his eyes. "Grunt worker at the Pentagon. Would you let me take a driver, or are you baby-sitting me?"

"I'm taking you." Annie replied.

Auggie rolled his eyes. "It's going to be kind of boring for you if you don't have a swimsuit."

"The Pentagon has a pool?" Annie replied in shock.

"Everybody has better gym facilities than us." Auggie replied.

"That's not right." Annie replied.

"Would be an easier battle to fight if everything down to the number of shower stalls in the locker room wasn't classified."

Annie nodded. "I'll run by cover ops and get a suit."

She was jealous of the Pentagon facilities before they were even out of the car. "Why didn't you tell me we had access to this?"

"Where would I go to get away from my coworkers if I told them about these things?" Auggie replied.

"I didn't ask why it wasn't a part of the initiation tour. Why didn't you tell me?" Annie replied.

Auggie shrugged. "Never thought about it. It's kind of a pain in the ass to get over here. Besides, I'm not entirely sure if you are supposed to have access. It may just be for vets. Arthur of all people told me about it a couple of years ago."

They walked in the door and a young man came up to Auggie. "Auggie! Good to see you!"

"Thanks, man. It's been a while. This is my colleague, Annie."

"Nice to meet you, Annie."

"Likewise." She responded.

"Point me toward the locker room and I'll change real quick, so we can get started." Auggie stated.

"Sure thing, man."

When Annie emerged from the locker room Auggie was already in the water, making his way down the lane. While she was looking forward to him in a speedo, she wasn't surprised to see that he had on what looked like biking shorts. They were tight to his body, but not too revealing.

He wasn't as confident as some of the other swimmers, but his long frame moved easily through the water. He stayed close to the lane divider, occasionally brushing his body against the floating ropes and correcting himself. Jeremy slowly walked to the other end and gently tapped Auggie in the head as he got close to the edge. Auggie took one more stroke, stopped at the edge, and turned around.

Annie sat on the edge of the pool as Auggie swam toward her. It was rare to get to see him moving so freely, and as he moved he was slowly speeding up, gaining confidence to actually move through the water, unhindered by the need to orient himself. Jeremy reached over to tap Auggie a stroke before his hands landed on Annie's legs.

He stood in the water. "Well hello, Walker. Are you going to sit and watch, or are you going to join me?"

"Mmmm. That's a tough one." She replied. She couldn't resist touching his shoulder.

Auggie reached up and pulled her into the pool. "Don't make me self-conscious." He growled into her ear.

Annie giggled. "You've never been self-conscious a day in your life." She said quietly enough that nobody could hear them. Jeremy was already walking to the other side of the pool.

Auggie grinned, looking silly with his goggles still on. Without another word he dove into the water and kicked off the side of the pool. Annie gasped when he came out of the water in a powerful butterfly stroke, his back rising high out of the water and arching back in, exposing his tattoo and showing off his strength. Before she noticed, he was returning to her end of the pool, so she slipped into the empty adjacent lane.

As Jeremy tapped his head she asked "Does he always do that, or is he showing off?"

"Oh, he always does this. He's not one of the best swimmers around here, but he always swims like he has something to prove."

Annie nodded and watched as he moved through the water, Jeremy continuing his circuit back and forth on the pool deck. Eventually she dove in and started a gentle freestyle stroke.

Occasionally as she moved through the water, Auggie would pass by, moving swift and forcefully. He switched between butterfly and freestyle, and took few breaks. After a while, they ended up at the wall at the same time.

"Jeremy, how much more time do we have?" Auggie was asking.

"About ten minutes," He replied.

"Okay."

"Auggie?" Annie asked.

"Yeah?"

"Why are you wearing goggles?" She asked.

He grinned. "Getting water in my eyes is obnoxious. I'm going to do a few more laps then cool down. Are you having any fun over there?"

"Not as much as when I was sitting on the edge watching you." She replied.

Auggie grinned and dropped into the water, kicking off before replying.

Finally, Annie finished a lap and Auggie was sitting on the edge of the pool stretching. "Feeling better?" She asked.

"Yeah." He responded. "Meet you back in the lobby?" He asked.

"Sure." She watched as he stood up, beautifully covered in the water, and was led to the locker room by Jeremy.

As they drove back to Langley, Annie noticed how much more relaxed Auggie seemed. "Why don't you do that more often?"

Auggie shrugged. "I can pop to the CIA gym and spend thirty minutes with the heavy bag, or I can get a driver and coordinate with Jeremy. I usually just go with the easier option."

"Makes sense." Annie said. "I was a little sad that you didn't wear a speedo."

Auggie raised one eyebrow. "I would have to be blind for fifty years to be talked into going into public in a Speedo."

Annie grimaced. "Eighty year old men shouldn't wear them. You should give in while you are still young enough to pull it off."

"No." Auggie said very seriously. "Are we going back to work?"

Annie sighed. "If we have to." She opened the car door and walked around to meet him.

Auggie took her arm and leaned to give her a kiss on the forehead before they walked back into the building.