Sorry for reposting this chapter, but I noticed a couple of typos that I HAD to change.

"Auggie, can I ask you a question?"

He turned towards Annie's voice. It was late, but she had volunteered to stay and keep him company while he wrapped up some work that Arthur needed the next morning. "Well, that was 'a question', but I'm willing to let you ask another one." He couldn't help but laugh as she bumped his shoulder lightly in mock punishment. "I'm serious."

"Yes, I will marry you, Annie Walker. I know that you have wanted to ask me that ever since meeting you, so yes I will."

Annie threw her hand up. "Never mind. Your impossible."

Realizing that she was really serious, he ran his hands down her arms till he found her hands. "Alright. What is it?"

She tried to ignore the warm tingles that his hands gave her. "Remember my first day? When I was suppose to recover the data from Stas, and I asked Joan if there was another agent who could do it?"

He nodded slowly, marveling at how smooth her skin was. "Yeah, what about it?"

"Joan never really told me what happened to the other Agent. I was just wondering..."

He sat back, not letting go of her hands. "You want to know what happened to her?"

"Yeah." she closed her eyes, fully enjoying the way he was stroking her palm with his fingertips. The touch was so gentle, almost like a butterfly wing.

"Well, Alana kinda got caught with her hand in the cookie jar. Joan's cookie jar, to be specific." He smiled at the way all of her muscles had loosened beneath his hands. He had lost his eyesight, but not his sense of touch.

Annie struggled through the layers of relaxation, trying to get back to the conversation at hand. "I don't understand."

"You do know about Joan and Arthur's...stormy relationship, right?"

"Yeah, something about him getting caught cheating on her?" Annie really couldn't believe that anyone would cheat on a woman as beautiful as Joan.

Auggie smiled at the skepticism in her voice. "Think it through, Walker."

Annie inhaled sharply as it all fell into place. "You mean that she and Arthur..." She tailed off as a faint, unexplainable blush stained her cheeks. "So, what DID happen to her?"

"The last I heard, she was working undercover in Siberia."

Annie whistled low. "Damn, Joan is vindictive."

Auggie laughed. "Alana was a very beautiful woman, or so I was told. Long dark hair, and dark eyes. "Not my type, but lovely just the same."

"What is your type, Auggie?"Annie asked raising an eyebrow.

Auggie noticed the slight jealous tone to her voice. "Blond, brown eyes, a sharp sense of humor, and a saucy little mouth. Whats yours?"

Annie sat up, pulling her hands free from his. She couldn't resist teasing him. "Tall, powerful, dark hair with just a little grey, and blue eyes."

His tone changed subtly. "Your not planning on stealing any cookies now, are you Annie?"

She giggled slightly. "Not from Joan's jar, no. Besides, why steal cookies when all I have to do is ask for one?" At this, she leaned forward and whispered something in his ear. When she was done, she leaned back in her chair and just waited. Auggie almost broke a speed record shutting his computer down.

Stu passed them on their way into the elevator. They seemed to be in a hurry. "Where are both off to in such a rush?"

"Were going to go bake some cookies!" Aggie called out as the doors closed.