Chapter 5:

"Everything we have says Becker would be running for Ireland or Russia. Somewhere out of the way where he won't be found." Leslie said, not taking her eyes off of the case file she was reading as they discussed what they knew out loud for the seventh time.

"But we know Carlos is from Spain. It's in the opposite direction." Mal added.

"Both leads can't be right and we don't have time to chase up the wrong lead." Leslie reminded them then slumped back in her chair defeated, it was almost 7 o'clock.

"Ok, what about this?" Mal wiped a section of the board clear. "Leslie, you Rose and Jimmy work on the Becker angle and Boyd Wolf and I will work on the Carlos angle. Let's see if we can't find some direction."
"First." Boyd interrupted, noting the mood around the table, "I say Des and Jimmy should go and buy us something to eat. We could all use a little sustenance; keep up our energy so to speak." He grinned, looking at Leslie.

"Why me?" Jimmy protested.

"Because I tolds you to that why!" Boyd ordered.

"Fine."
"Great I'll drive." Des bossed him around, "I know this great place."

"Anyone for tea?" Rose asked, gathering the old coffee mugs.

"That sounds great, thanks Rose." Leslie stretched her back, then began reading through the files again.

"You know." Boyd began, "I could use a man like Jake on my team."
"Don't be ridiculous." Mal quipped, "He's far too immature."
"Seriously, I asked him once but he refused my offer."
"Why?" Leslie asked intrigued.

"If you ask me, I think it was you."
"Me?" Leslie blushed "Why?"
"It's not the kind of life you would choose if you had someone waiting at home. Jake understood that."
"Jake's not the settling down type." Leslie corrected him.
"I wouldn't be so sure."

"I'll believe it when I see it." Mal teased Jake in his absence.

There was no breakthrough until the third morning. Rose, Leslie, Des and Jimmy were asleep wherever they could find a place. Leslie had chosen the couch, Rose had found a chair and Des and Jimmy had leant up against a wall. As they slept, their heads had slowly maneuverer towards each other and Jimmy was now drooling over Des's shoulder. As the sound of the phone invaded her dreams, Leslie slowly woke up.

"Shh." Mal warned them, as Wolf quickly answered the phone to stop it from ringing.

"Uh huh…. All right… well keep me posted…" Wolf hung up the phone.

"Well?" Mal hated the silence of anticipation.

"Carlos's men are on the move. My gut thinks that they are getting ready for something big."
"Where?" Leslie asked, rubbing the sleep from her eyes and joining them at the table.

"Gibraltar."
"Gibraltar. Right." Mal was trying to piece together the information. That was near Spain. It was a good lead.

"That's United Kingdom Territory, that could help us." Leslie added.
"They won't be there for long." Boyd informed them.
"Then we have to go. Now!" Leslie was eager to get moving.

"Wait a minute." Mal stopped her as Boyd handed her a cup of coffee. "Is there any sign of Carlos, Becker or Jake?"
"No. We still haven't been able to find a trace of them."

"His there. I know it." Leslie didn't want to waste any time.

"We can't be sure of that."

"How reliable is your intel?" Leslie asked Boyd.

"Impeccable."

"That settles it. Leslie stood up and grabbed her jacket."
"Where do you think you are going?" Mal asked Leslie, "Leave this to us. We'll bring him home."
"Not a chance." Leslie wasn't going to sit this out.

"Damn it Leslie. Stop being so stubborn."
"I'm not arguing with you Mal. I'm going whether you like it or not. The question is are you coming with me?"
"She's a real fire cracker isn't she." Boyd noted as he stood back to let her pass through to the bathroom to gather some supplies.

"You have no idea." Mal smiled.
"My contact already has things under control. Besides, there are enough of us here to keep her safe." Boyd offered. "Let's go get your son." He walked over to where Des and Jimmy were sleeping as Rose was woken by Mal, "Wake Up!" he yelled in their ears. The two men jumped with a fright and wide eyed tried to figure out what had happened.

"Boss?"
"On your feet. Wheels up in an hour."

"You got a lead?" Jimmy asked sleepily.
"Gibraltar."

"I'm on it boss." Jimmy jumped to his feet.

"Des." Mal added, "You stay here and look after Tinny. We'll call you if we need anything."

"But I can come…"
"We know Des." Rose added, placing a hand on his shoulder, "But we need you to keep working on these other leads just in case we're wrong."
"No offense but why are you going?" He asked Rose.

"I can't leave Leslie alone with all of these men." She smiled at Mal, "Besides, we'll be back before you know it."
"Ok." Des backed down, "And don't worry. I have everything under control here."