A/N: Sorry this chapter took longer than expected, but please enjoy!

A knock sounded at the door. An insistent knock, accompanied by the a couple buzzes of their doorbell.

Sleepily, Leo stumbled out of the spare room, pulling on his discarded T-shirt from yesterday. He hadn't been quite asleep when the cacophony had started, but he had been drifting off and was now disoriented from the rude awakening.

"What's going on?" Skye met him in the hallway between their rooms, wrapped in a thin robe that showed off her figure. Leo took a moment to appreciate how great she looked with her hair tousled and wavy from sleep and a cute surprised expression on her face. She looked much more awake than he felt.

"Haven't a clue," he mumbled. "Got your gun?" He didn't really think that they would need it, but it was better to be cautious. Besides, he wanted her to be able to protect herself just in case there was a threat.

She nodded, and Leo briefly tried to imagine where in her form-fitting robe she could be hiding a weapon. Before he could follow that train of thought further, he realized that he had followed her down the stairs and was standing in front of the door.

Fighting a brief smile at the sight of the locked and bolted door, Leo motioned to Skye to stay back out of the line of sight. Then he unlocked the door and opened it, every muscle in his body tensed for an attack.

It was a boy. A young man, really, who looked to be in his early twenties. "Mr. Smith?" he asked quietly, looking around to see if anyone could hear him.

Leo only paused for a second before responding, "Yes. I'm Mr. Smith. Do you want to come in?"

The boy shook his head. "No, sir." He looked extremely uncomfortable and wouldn't meet Leo's eyes.

"Are you okay?" Skye joined him at the door, her voice full of concern. "I'm Leo's wife," she added as an afterthought. Leo liked hearing her say that much more than he'd admit.

"I'm a student in the advanced classes and I heard that you're really nice, not like the other teachers and so I just wanted to warn you to leave because the school is dangerous," the young man explained all in one breath.

Leo exchanged a glance with Skye, both of them realizing that this young man could be the key to their mission.

"What's your name?" Skye asked gently.

"Sam." His voice was wary.

"Why don't you come in and explain more of what you're talking about, Sam," she offered. Leo was glad that she was handling this; she was much better at talking to people than he was.

His eyes shifted from side to side nervously. "I can't. I can't say anything more. I'm sorry." He turned and walked away, his posture slouched.

Slowly, Leo closed the door and locked it before Skye could remind him. Their eyes met and Leo could see his confusion and worry echoed in her gaze. "That was weird," he finally muttered.

"Yeah," Skye agreed, nodding thoughtfully.

They stood there for a moment more, until Leo finally pointed upstairs and said lamely, "Um, it's late. Or early. I'm going back to bed…"

"Me too," she agreed immediately.

However, once he was back in bed, his mind was too busy thinking about what Sam had said to get any sleep.

…

"Morning," Skye's cheery voice greeted Leo as he finally gave up on the idea of sleep and got out of bed. She was dressed and ready for the day even though it was still pretty early in the morning. Putting her laptop beside her on the couch, she patted the free spot next to her with one hand. "We should talk."

Leo groaned dramatically as he sat down. "You know that we're not actually married, right?" he teased. "You can't use the 'we have to talk' line on me."

She laughed, but took his hand and played along. "But honey, our marriage in is jeopardy. We don't even sleep in the same room." She tried to keep her voice serious, but didn't succeed.

A mischievous twinkle in his eye, Leo replied, "We can fix that."

She glared at him in mock indignation and let go of his hand to cross her arms. "Keep talking like that and you'll be sleeping on the couch."

Laughing, Leo scooted closer to her. "Totally worth it."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." The temptation to lean in and kiss her was nearly overwhelming, but Leo resisted. Now was not the time, not when they had to talk about the mission and what Sam had told them.

Leaning away from her with a sigh of regret, he changed the subject. "So, Sam."

"He confirmed what we already suspected - that the school is a front for something. Probably weapons."

"But we learned that not everyone wants to be there," Leo added. "Sam didn't look happy to be involved, and he was warning us to get out."

"That just makes me even more determined to find out what's going on and stop it." Skye's voice was grim.

"How's the hack going?" Leo asked. "That's our best bet of finding concrete proof.

"I'm still working on tracking the money given to the school through sponsors, which hopefully will lead me right to the buyers. I should be close."

"Good. I'm going to find Sam and see if he'll talk to me a little more."

"Sounds like a plan."

Getting ready for work, Leo wished that there was no mission. That he and Skye were married, living in a suburban house, and that he taught at a specialty engineering school. It wasn't the first time he had had that thought; he couldn't stop thinking it. He wasn't a field agent and never really wanted to be.

And Skye...Skye was making it harder and harder to control his fantasies of a normal life.

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