I woke up to find myself in the room and groaned, they must have clocked the library light on and come to investigate; I got up and stretched and clocked the time – I was due to start in an hour and needed to get organised for my requalification this morning. I headed to the main changing rooms and after getting organised I logged in via the Comms desk and got a massive hug from Keira who was delighted to see me. I phoned in a massive breakfast order for everyone and it was delivered twenty minutes later from the café down the industrial estate closest to us – I discovered it was a bakery and made a deal for fresh goodies daily in exchange for helping the local swim team. I apologised to them over the phone and promised that on my next day off I would take everyone to the UTS where we could have some fun. I laid everything out onto the main table in the briefing room and jumped up onto the window sill and enjoyed the snow falling over the city. I realised that I was going to need to put extra thermals on due to the climate change and headed to get that organised before I didn't have time left.

Everyone started to arrive at 0415 and Wordy noticed me first as usual when he entered the room and smelt home baking; I waved to him and he sighed in relief seeing I was perfectly fine. He walked over and helped me down from my high perch and gave me a quick hug.

"So, you getting video messages sent as well huh – was that why you shut down on me? I'm not angry, concerned yes, but not angry. Spike explained a few things last night to us – we need to talk about these videos!"

I lowered my head in shame, I didn't know how to react last night so I left everyone in a lurch; it was a failing I needed to work on and my chin was raised by Wordy who was looking concerned again.

"We need to talk about those, those horrific videos and what they mean!"

"Yeah – it's going to suck for more than just me!" I replied.

After greeting and apologising to everyone about my disappearance last night, I let them help themselves with breakfast and jumped straight to the heart of things; Wordy had given me courage and I needed it off my chest.

"So, the Hollywood blockbuster you saw last night was from my helmcam in Afghan and you probably already know how that ended; Wordy walked in on me getting these messages on my phone – I will not put you through the re-runs – let's just say it shows us at our rawest. I don't know how the caller got these videos, but I am hoping that Spike can work that one out for us?"

"I tried last night, the sender has some serious encryption on their servers and no matter what I did I couldn't get in, looks like they were using military grade quad level encryption software – random passwords changing every few moments – nightmare stuff." He replied apologetically.

"That tells us something about the caller then, something big and maybe we can trace them that way?" I replied.

"How do you mean?" Parker, Ed, Jules and Wordy quipped looking confused.

"Military encryption comes from one of four points and even though I may not be able to hack it – I can trace the location back to a transmitter area and get a general idea of what equipment they use." Spike replied.

I nodded and showed them a file on the laptop I had with me.

It was a list of KIA/MIA that my team had sent me from Afghan last night – they wanted me to know who I could be up against and what connections they had with Toth. A few names stood out immediately to both Sam and I, others were complete mysteries and possible fake identities.

"These guys are obviously dead; the others are possible names who are working within the system to get to me. Another problem I have is that I screwed up badly and I will have no option but to see Toth in person at one point in the future; it was a massive, massive mistake on my part – I can't believe that I forgot about it!" I replied.

"How can you see Toth when he has a 30 mile restriction on this area?" Jules asked.

Sam looked at me for a second and by the way his face fell he realised my mistake; he sagged and ran his hands over his face.

"Regulation 34.85." he said aloud.

I nodded.

"For those who are not military issue ninjas in disguise – what is it?" Wordy asked.

"Regulation 34.85 is an order to submit to psychological evaluation once returning home after a tour. Its standard practice but the rule changed recently and since its SOP after deployment – no-one was really made aware of its updated status – your right Mac – that is a massive mistake, but one anyone could have made!" he replied.

"I know, but it overrides the Restraining Order." I said simply.

The room filled with groans and I sat back down and helped myself to another coffee, there was no use denying the issue – I put myself into that one and would now have to go see that asshole at some point. Jules asked a question suddenly.

"If the evaluation is SOP, are they sending someone from the MOD?"

"They already did. Toth has been transferred to the military base in Ottawa and has access to every military personnel he requests; I got an email from the MOD this morning telling me my file has been pulled and sent to the evaluator in Dwyer Hill Base."

"Dwyer Hill – isn't that where you trained Sam?" Parker asked.

"Yeah boss – do you know when the interview is?" he replied.

"Wednesday this week; they are sending out a transport for me and I am legally allowed to bring one other person with me for witness. I fly out at 0900 from the airport – come with me Sam?" I replied.

He looked up suddenly and nodded; he knew I needed him there in case shit hit the fan and we had to run for it again.

"Sure you don't want me to come?" asked both Spike and Parker.

I looked over at them both and smiled; shaking my head I leaned over and pushed an envelope towards Parker.

"Sorry guys – military only on this one – that an Dwyer has Ordnance and Spike here would never leave!" I said laughing at his expression.

His smile disappeared and he went into 'puppy mode' looking all disappointed and hurt – I laughed at the brown eyes he was giving me.

"They don't work Spikey – I have brown eyes too – I'm immune!" I replied.

Everyone was laughing gently at his face going red and I pushed a plate of muffins in his direction and he frowned as he chewed on one; the atmosphere lightened considerably again and it was starting to feel like old times again as everyone ribbed Spike and joked about his red face. The Commander came in and smiled at everyone who immediately stood up and nodded to him; he was just letting me know that the examiner was ready and I needed to gear up.

"Wish me luck guys!" I said heading to the gun locker.

Everyone nodded and grinned in my direction and then blew out stress the moment I was out of earshot; everyone turned to Sam and leaned forward, needing to know answers.

"Is she in danger going to Dwyer?" Parker demanded.

"Yes and we both know it – she has no option but to go boss – this is one rule we are not allowed to break and I can imagine that Toth will not make this easy on her!" he replied honestly.

"Shit!" Parker whispered leaning back in his chair.