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Prompt #3: Mozart - He heaved an irritable sigh as the Turkish Waltz started up again. "Doc, you realize this could be classified as torture."

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"Remind me why we're doing this again, Doc."

Dr. Cassidy fussed with one of the computers. "Because you were just hacked by an enemy agent and almost killed your boss and handler, not to mention nearly delivered a classified list of potential chip recipients to said enemy agent."

Gabriel sighed heavily. "But the Turkish Waltz? Do we really have to use this again?"

"It's a familiar song with easily recognizable cadences and rhythms. Your brain needs such familiar patterns to settle back into its rhythm, for lack of a better term." After one last fiddle with the computer, Dr. Cassidy moved over to the iPod docking station and hit PLAY.

He was really beginning to hate that music player. Really hating the rise and swell of the Turkish Waltz. But he knew every key change, every chord, every note in the entire composition. That, of course, was the point of the exercise.

After a minute of music, Dr. Cassidy input a series of commands into his computer. "You ready for a simple chip exercise, Gabriel?"

"Ready and willing."

"All right then. Access this terminal and see if you can locate the Athens file."

Gabriel couldn't help the angry curl of his lip. Hearing the name of that hated list stirred up more than a little resentment for Cassidy and Lillian. "I thought you took it off the servers after the Chinese infiltration."

"I've inserted a dummy copy into the computer for the purposes of this exercise." Cassidy snapped his fingers twice with a smile. "Chop chop, Gabriel. Start searching."

The childish urge to stick out his tongue couldn't be helped. Then Gabriel, with the Turkish Waltz blasting in his ears, started chipping the servers.

"So?" Riley couldn't help asking with a grin as her partner stepped out of the lab. "How did it go?"

"Fine."

She gave him a look at his clipped answer. "So why do you sound annoyed?"

"Because I am." Gabriel groaned and rubbed his temple. "I can't get that stupid song out of my head. It's bugging me."

"You know the best way to get a song out of your head?"

"Do tell."

"Hum the last part of it. It tricks your brain into ending it."

"Problem is, it's the Turkish Waltz."

"Ugh. Unless it's classical." Riley winced sympathetically. "Then we have no choice but Option Two."

His partner's smirk should have warned him against it, but Gabriel couldn't stand having the Turkish Waltz on mental repeat any longer. So he wearily sighed and asked, "And that is?"

And that's when she started humming. After only ten seconds, it had replaced the Turkish Waltz. Gabriel's eyebrows shot up as he gave Riley an incredulous look. "It worked."

"You sound impressed. I don't know if I should feel honored or insulted."

"Definitely honored. Having a chip recording a song is akin to having a mental version of a skipping record." He flashed a bright, thankful smile. "What would I do without you?"

She never hesitated. "Go nuts and gripe endlessly."

"So this was just you avoiding a headache down the road."

"Always is."

Some cute Riliel interaction. Takes place after "Athens."

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