Here's an early update to this story. I'm having problems with this. Hope you like it anyway.

I do not own any of the characters.

Holiday found him in the Scout Ship looking through the computer.

"Six?" She asked uncertainly.

"She gave me up. I almost died. If it wasn't for…" He looked at Holiday and wondered how much he really wanted to divulge of his sordid past to her. "If it wasn't for certain people I wouldn't be here. Look at her. She was given everything. I had to fight just to survive."

"Are you saying you wish that your mother gave her up instead?" Holiday asked quietly.

"No, but…" There was no way he could say it without sounding selfish or bitter. "But maybe I would have turned out differently."

"And we would never have met." Holiday added.

He raised an eyebrow.

"Six, I know it hurts to think that you were not wanted. But what you went through has made you a better man… the best man I have ever met." Holiday said blushing slightly. She turned to leave before she completely turned red but Six grabbed her elbow.

"You don't know what I've done, who I've hurt." Six said ruefully.

"But I do remember, even if you don't, all the good you have done, saving Rex, my sister, countless civilians' lives… being my friend, my defender, my rock." Holiday was seriously starting to turn red.

She didn't notice that Six had pulled her closer. "I lost those memories."

"But you never lose who you essentially are. Even if you try to hide behind your stoic façade, your goodness comes through." She said in a low voice. She was starting to lean in as he bent over to hear her.

She suddenly became acutely aware how close his face was. His hands were resting on her waist. Her hands somehow found its way to his chest. He leaned in and she closed her eyes.

When his lips met hers, she felt a shock run through her head to her toes. Her arms traveled from his chest to around his neck. She pulled him closer as she felt his arms tighten around her waist.

Six's heart was racing and he felt light-headed. One of his arms traveled to her head. He loosened her bun and felt a thrill as her hair cascaded down her shoulders. Their kiss became more passionate.

He always knew Holiday cared about him but she cared about everyone. He wanted more and was never sure if she felt the same. Maybe before he lost his memories he knew but after the memory loss he was less confident about their relationship. Even now with her in his arms he was still concerned that she would pull away.

"Doctor Holiday?" Holiday's comlink blared in her ear. She pulled away a bit startled. Six started nuzzling her neck. She cleared her throat and tried to catch her breath before answering.

"Holiday here." She was having a hard time keeping her voice normal as Six began peppering her neck with kisses.

"Doctor, we need you in the lab. We've discovered something thanks to your insight." Aimi's voice came through the comlink.

"I'll be there in a minute." She said as she tried to extract herself from Six's embrace.

Six held her tight.

"Six, I have to go." Rebecca said.

"I know." He said as he kissed her again. When she finally pulled away, Rebecca almost laughed. She used the sleeve of her lab coat to wipe some lipstick from the corners of his mouth.

"I don't think pink is your color." She smirked.

Six had a smirk on his face as well. Using his thumb he cleaned off some stray lipstick from Holiday's face. Holiday pulled her hair back into a bun as she left the scout ship. She gave one last smile to Six before exiting.

Six stood in the ship trying to get his heart rate back to normal. She must know now how he felt about her. He hoped she felt the same. He shook his head to clear it before going to the lab.

0o0

Holiday looked incredulously at the sheets. "Are you sure? She asked Aimi.

"Yes. The signals are disrupting the nanites that are bonded to the machines. It's causing some to shut down and some to go haywire."

"Why have the nanites in people not been affected?" Holiday asked while flipping through the reports.

"It seems that the frequency the machines' nanites react to are different than the ones in people or even animals. "

"I see." Holiday was thinking about Rex. She was not sure how this would affect him since his nanites made machines. She called the boy over.

"Rex, how are you feeling?"

"Uh, fine doc, why?"

"Well, if this report is correct you could be affected by these energy signals."

"Well, so far so good." Rex flexed his arm.

"The other thing we've discovered thanks to you is that the signals are coming in waves. The closer the source the more the machines seem to be affected."

"So you can pinpoint the location of the origin of the signals based on…"

"Exactly." Aimi finished for her.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go find the source." Six suddenly appeared. Everyone jumped a little when he spoke.

"Goodness, you do that often?" Aimi looked at Six.

Six didn't answer her.

Aimi shook her head. "We need some time to protect our jets from the signals and to fit them with trackers. Then Dr. Holiday needs to calibrate the instruments…" Aimi stopped talking as Six turned to walk away.

"Tell me when we are ready to go." He said without turning around.

"Wow, is he always this much fun?" Aimi frowned.

"He's a riot. Don't let the exterior fool you." Rex said sarcastically as he followed his mentor.

Aimi looked at Holiday.

"What do you see in him?" She asked.

Startled, Holiday looked at Aimi in surprise. "What do you mean?"

"I see the way he looks at you and you and him." Aimi said simply.

Holiday blushed. Was it so obvious even to strangers?

"I mean he's so… I don't know? Cranky?" Aimi seemed at a lost for words.

"He can be a little… gruff at times but he's got a good heart." Holiday defended him.

"Hmph. If it was me I wouldn't be able to stand someone like that." Aimi said truthfully.

"I wonder if we are related."

Holiday didn't tell Aimi that she had swiped a piece of her hair earlier and looked at her DNA. It definitely indicated that they were related. She wanted to be sure and knew that Six would want to be sure as well.

Holiday just smiled and went to work on the trackers.

0o0

Aimi found Six on one of the turrets of the castle overlooking the water.

"Hey," she said softly.

Six didn't say anything.

"Listen, I get it that you're angry that mother left you at the doorstep of the church but I didn't get to finish the story. "

"I'm not interested." He snapped.

"Would you rather I tell it Dr. Holiday?" Her voice changed becoming harder, colder.

Six turned his head and glared at her but said nothing.

"I'm sure she would be interested in your past. I know about the Numbers. Anyone in the mercenary world knows about them. You kept with interesting company brother. "She said coldly.

Six walked angrily towards her. "If you so much as breathe a word to Reb… Dr. Holiday…."

Aimi didn't miss the slip. "You like her don't you. How would she feel about you if she knew about the jobs you pulled in Budapest? Or Rome?"

Six didn't even realize that one of his blades had slipped into his hand. "You wouldn't dare." He growled.

"Try me." A blade appeared in her hand.

Suddenly metal hit metal. Aimi blocked Six's hit. Six pressed hard against her blade until their faces were inches from each other. She could see Six's eyes behind the shades. They were full of rage and something else… fear? She used her foot to shove Six away. Six stumbled back for a second and came at her. He was good she had to admit but she was well trained too. She blocked each blow expertly.

Six gritted his teeth. She was well trained in the art of combat. He was upset at himself for letting her get to him. Why was he attacking her? They were supposed to be on the same side. But the thought of her telling Holiday about his past made him… react uncharacteristically. He wasn't sure what Holiday would think. Would she be repulsed? He couldn't take that chance. He couldn't lose her. Not now. So he turned to his old mercenary knee-jerk reaction… attack the enemy.

"Hit a nerve didn't I?" Aimi taunted him trying to get more of a reaction from him. She was tired of his stoic act. Even now as he attacked he wore his usual expression.

Six of course didn't answer.

He preferred to let his blade do the talking. They parried, thrust, and punched their way across the turret.

"I don't know what she sees in you. She could do so much better. Find someone who can actually show they care." Aimi continued. She saw his jaw clenched. She was satisfied that she got a reaction from him.

Six knew she was just trying to mess with him but he couldn't help it. It was as if she was voicing his every fear. He tried to calm himself… find his center.

Six brought his blade down on Aimi's head. Aimi brought her katana up to her head to block it. His other blade came out of his sleeve and he sliced at her middle. It would have been a killing shot if Aimi hadn't brought out a tanto blade to block it. Six was surprised at himself. He was angry but he wasn't really aiming to kill her. Her words really got to him. Maybe if he hadn't lost his memories he would be less insecure about his relationship with Holiday. But he was falling back into his old mercenary habits. He saw himself fighting ruthlessly. It was a person he didn't care to ever see again and a person he certainly didn't want Holiday to ever see. He pulled back.

Aimi watched him carefully. She didn't let him see but she was a little shaken that he would try to kill her. Then again she knew that was her fault. She said some things that maybe she shouldn't have.

They looked at each other.

"I'm sorry," was Six's only response as he folded up his blades. He turned to walk down the stairs.

"I'm sorry, too." Aimi replied.

Six paused a second before he gave an imperceptible nod. Then he continued down the stairs.

Aimi let out a breath and leaned against the wall.

"Ms. Hondo, the jets are ready." Her communication device crackled to life.

Aimi picked it up and answered. "On my way. Let Agent Six and Rex know."

She put the radio back on her belt. She gritted her teeth. Her family issues will have to wait.