Hey y'all! This idea kept bugging me all day so I got it out as soon as I found some time to myself. Thanks for reading and to my guest reviewer BooRadley, I am so glad that you are enjoying this.

I hope this chapter does't disappoint.

Disclaimer: Covert Affairs is the property of NBC Universal, USA Network, etc. I just manipulate the characters into doing my will.

~~~MEET AND GREET~~~

Annie was beginning to wonder if the day she spent treating herself around Tel Aviv had been a good idea as she waited for Eyal to arrive at the airport. Now she felt exposed, as if she had been hiding behind her disguise for far too long and now no longer knew how to live and look the way she did in past.

Her hair had been in dire need of a trim, so she went in search of a salon. Upon her entrance, the stylist took one look at her and cleared his schedule for a few hours to take care of her. Three hours later she came out with a completely new look, a facial, and a mani-pedi. All at a severely discounted rate.

Fingering her once again blonde locks, she eyed the highlights and lowlights the stylist had added to give her hair dimension. She admitted that it looked good, but it felt odd to once again resemble the identity she had left behind.

If she looked like Anne Catherine Walker on the outside, could she once again begin to resemble her old self on the inside? Or had going dark eradicated the person within? Sometimes Annie wondered if she could ever go back. Maybe it was better to be this Lisa person. Sure, she had the failing heart thing, but other than that her life was open. Uncomplicated. Her own.

A large crowd of people exiting the airport doors caught her attention. Annie smoothed her dress, made sure her sunglasses were in place, and grabbed her sign.

Would Eyal notice that she stood in the exact spot as he when he greeted her with a sign of his very own?

Would he notice her change in hair? The fact that she looked more put together, more like her old self, than she had in who knew how long?

To be honest it had been fun getting all dolled up to meet Eyal at the airport. She had done her hair and make-up and picked out one of the new dresses she had picked up while he was away. It had almost been like getting ready for a date.

Sign in hand, she waited.

She hoped he liked the sign. It had taken ages to pinpoint what to put on it. She had considered 007, Mr. Bond, Mr. Vanishing Act, etc. all to no avail. But when the perfect one came to her she wrote it down in a fury.

So there she was. But what if he managed to sneak by her? Would she have even noticed?

And then suddenly he was there, walking out the doors with a small carry-on bag in hand. Slightly disheveled from travel, he quickly surveyed his surroundings before breaking into a smile.

He'd seen her.

"So I am an International Man of Mystery, am I?" he questioned in greeting.

"If the shoe fits," she quipped. "You are devilishly good at disappearing into the wind."

"Devilishly good, eh Neshama? I believe you just payed me a compliment."

Eyal took a moment to really look at the woman before him. She was a blonde again, though the different shades mixed in her hair gave it a different tone than before. And the dress she was wearing had definitely not been a part of her closet when he left, and seemed too girly than the clothing she wore as part of Langley. No, Annie was similar to the woman she was before Henry Wilcox, but not the same. Some changes were impossible to put right with a coat of paint.

Throwing an arm around his blonde companion, Eyal said "Let us go home, Neshama, and you can tell me all about your trip to the salon and model me your new things."

Annie agreed with a nod and allowed him to lead them in the direction of the car.

It felt good to have him back.

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