One

The air was thick with nervous dread, even though the plain, if neatly furnished conference room provided a relatively relaxed appearance. Six people were seated around the nicked, wooden table, all eyeing each other with looks of trepidation. It was mid-afternoon, and several beams of warm sunlight were entering through a high set of windows, painting the opposite wall in lurid stripes.

"So." A short, dark-haired woman shuffled the papers in front of her. "Never thought I'd see this happen."

A taller, equally dark-haired man across from her leaned back and folded his arms. "C'mon, Ann… we were sitting targets… six new contracts, and two of them directly competing?" He sighed in disgust. "Just a matter of time." He glanced at his watch. "Speaking of.. when's this piece of bad news going to get here?"

Ann Delaney stood, and paced to the window, barely tall enough to peer out. "Beats me… maybe the plane was late… you know these people. They'll come when they're good and ready, and I hear this one's a tough customer."

A stocky, balding man stood up and went to the coffee pot, pouring himself a cup. "What else is new? They don't send nice guys to do this sort of thing… I've told accounting to be on their toes, god knows what they'll ask for."

Footsteps sounded on the carpet outside, and the door latch worked, then the wooden door pushed open. A thin, pale-haired man walked in followed by a stranger. "Good morning folks. Please be seated."

"Morning, Charlie," Ann murmured, resuming her seat and watching their visitor as the woman walked around to the front of the conference table, and set her briefcase down.

Charles Efton took a seat and folded his hands. "Well, here we all are, just like you asked." He turned his attention to the silent figure waiting at the head of the table. "I guess we can start."

Cool eyes regarded them. "Thank you." The voice was calm, yet vibrant. "I have a list of things I'm going to need for us to start this process." Strong, powerful hands opened the briefcase and removed a sheaf of papers, which were slid down the table. "I don't think there's anything unusual there. Once I have this information, we can proceed."

Ann took the top sheet, passed the stack down, and then looked at it. A list of reports topped the requests. Some were expected, others… "Dependents?" She looked up sharply, meeting intelligent eyes looking evenly back at her. "Is that necessary?"

"You'd be surprised what I find necessary." The woman answered briskly. "I'd like to drop my things off at the hotel. That should give you about two hours to gather everything… you shouldn't need more than that." A beat. "Right?"

Ann shuffled the papers and arranged them with small, precise motions. "Right."

"Good." The sound of a briefcase being zipped was suddenly loud.

Charlie stood up hastily and moved forward, joined by the tall, dark-haired man. "Ah… yeah, that'll give us time.. um, Sam, sorry... I should have introduced you but we…"

The woman turned and held out a hand. "Sam Gershwin, right? You're the comptroller."

Sharp brown eyes regarded her carefully before her grip was returned. "Right…and, sorry.. we didn't catch your name?"

The brown eyes warmed briefly. "Tori Vega." A smile appeared, breaking through the business façade easily, then disappearing. "Good to meet you… I'm sure we can make this a smooth transition."

"I'm sure," Sam murmured, as he watched the slim, brunette shoulder her case. "You need a ride out?" The intense brown eyes flicked to his face, then dropped.

"No, thanks." Tori gave him a brief smile. "It's the Courtyard, right down the road. See you all shortly." She stepped around the table and made her way to the door, aware of the eyes at her back, which were cut off as she closed the door behind her, hearing the voices already beginning to rise.

With a sigh, she stepped out into the pleasant sunlight, taking in a breath of the pine-scented air. "Maybe three hours." She decided, heading for her rental car across a gravel-strewn lot.

The soft shuffle of booted feet against the padded deck broke the silence, and the ring of watchers shifted to watch as two opponents circled each other. The Powerful feminine one of the two stepped backward and twisted, avoiding a kick from the masculine one, then caught the extended leg under the knee and turned, bringing the other body down and over an outstretched thigh to the mat.

"Shit." The other figure rolled to its feet and circled again, this time diving right into an attack, and grappling with powerful hands, managing a solid hold that was broken moments later when his opponent dropped to one knee and delivered a blow to his ribcage. "Oof."

"Sorry." The low yet feminine voice drawled, as they separated, then went at it again, this time trading kicks and blows in a rapid exchange that ended finally with the woman taking them both through the air with a rolling attack, then landing with a thump and tossing the man outside the fight area.

He stayed there.

Jade got to her feet and flexed her hands inside their padded covering as she walked over. "You okay, Ken?" She extended an arm down to help him up. "Didn't mean to toss you quite that far."

"Sure…sure." Ken Yamamura took the hand good-naturedly and allowed himself to be hauled upright. "Nah... I'm fine, Jade… just needed to catch my breath.. we've been at it for a while."

"That's true." The dark-haired woman agreed mildly, looking around as the crowd began to break up, giving her lingering, appreciative glances. "I think I'm finally getting used to being part of the freak show."

"Phew." Ken dusted his body off, covered in the neat fabric outfit matching Jade's, and tightened his black belt. "They love watching me get my butt kicked, is what it is, Jade…believe me, there's a bunch of those kids who are loving every minute of this." He smiled at his opponent, to take the sting out of the words.

Jade bit off a smile and riffled her fingers through her sweat-dampened hair. "Well, you're the one who haggled me into entering that meet… you can only blame yourself."

"Ugh.. don't remind me." Ken winced as he rubbed his shoulder. "They're not going to know what hit them. " He paused. "Literally." His voice held warm admiration though. "Seriously, Jade… you've really been working hard… I'm totally impressed."

They started walking towards the changing rooms. "Thanks... " Jade exhaled. "It's… come back faster than I thought it would, frankly... I had half convinced myself I was being an idiot trying to recapture lost youth or something stupid like that."

Ken paused, peering up at the soft heart-shaped face with a puzzled look. "Lost? Did you lose that somewhere? Why Jade.. you should have told me... I'd have put up a wanted poster."

Blue eyes fastened on him with a dryly amused expression. "Very funny." But the compliment pleased her, and she clapped the younger man on the shoulder as she headed in to change clothes. "Thanks, Ken… see you tomorrow?"

"Oh yeah." Ken grinned wryly. "Same splat time, same splat channel.. see ya, Jade."

Chuckling, Jade entered the locker room and found her locker, then untied her belt and slung it over the door as she changed clothes. Light beach shorts replaced her long, cotton pants, with a tank top tucked into them. She stuffed her gear into the small gym bag and closed the locker door, then shouldered the bag's strap and headed for the door.

The hotel room was quiet, the soft sound of leaves rustling coming in through the window a counterpoint to the soft clicking of keys and the occasional shuffle of papers. Tori rested her chin on one fist briefly and reviewed her laptop screen which contained the beginnings of a status report.

"Okay." She sighed. "Maybe this won't be too bad, but they're not going to be happy giving up those perks." Tori reviewed the report again, then dropped her eyes to the pages of reports, leafing through them for the tenth time. "I wonder if they realize how lucky they are to be so remote... I never thought I'd come here of all places. This is definitely not a bastion of tech here."

She stood and stretched, wincing as her back protested from being seated in one place for far too long. Then she trudged over to the window and leaned on the sill, gazing out at the forest her snug little room was nestled in.

It was the silence, she realized, that was so significant. There was no traffic, or very little up here in this part of Vermont, and the entire pace of life seemed slower than she was used to. The hotel was a collection of small cabins, each tucked into pockets of trees and underbrush, with unobstructed views of the wilderness around them. It gave the illusion of complete privacy, and Tori remained gazing out at it for a long moment before she turned and padded across the wooden floor, to throw herself down on the large, quilt-covered bed.

It was nice, she considered, to be able to see different places. Her thoughts inevitably turned to home. She was just three hours away from Darien where she'd grown up. She swallowed thickly not really wanting to think about it, so She rolled over and reached for the TV remote, clicking it on and sorting through the available cable channels. A familiar scene caught her eye and she paused, then put the remote down, resting her chin on her forearm as she watched the travel channel focus on a skyline she knew.

Home.

Tori felt a wistful smile tug at her lips as she checked her watch. Because of Jade's new Network build, she had taken on, the sales and acquisitions of the company had gone up. So since acquisitions was under her now as the Operations Director, She was the one who had to give face. So She'd been on the road for two very long weeks, though that was coming to an end after she'd wrapped up this assignment.

Good thing, too. Tori pulled a pillow out from under the quilt and wrapped her arms around it, exhaling softly and turning her mind to figure out where she could rustle up some dinner.

"Hey, girl." Jade managed to get inside the door to the house without allowing the frantic Labrador to escape. "Hey.. take it easy.. take it easy…I know it's late."

Chino bucked around in a circle and whined, grabbing hold of the edge of Jade's shorts in her teeth and tugging fiercely.

"Okay.. okay…" The tall woman tossed her gym bag down and surrendered, sitting on the cold tile floor and hugging the dog. "Yeah.. okay... I missed you too." She closed her eyes as the Labrador licked her face thoroughly and climbed up her chest, her half-grown paws scrabbling for a good hold. "Easy…easy…"

Finally, Chino calmed down and curled up inside the circle of Jade's arms, panting. "Good girl." Jade leaned back against the door and rubbed the dog's ears idly. "You know something, Chino?"

Brown eyes looked up at her in question.

"It's too damn quiet in here."

The dog barked at her.

Jade smiled, and gave her a final hug, then stood up and retrieved her bag, crossing the large living room and entering the kitchen. It was almost painfully clean, and Jade averted her eyes as she ducked into the laundry room. She tugged her outfit from the bag and dumped it into the washing machine, along with her towel and underwear, and set the device running. Then she re-entered the kitchen and went to the cupboard, opening it and removing a tall glass which she filled with water from the refrigerator.

"Mail."

"Jade West, six messages, none urgent. Tori Vega, twelve messages, three urgent."The console answered, bringing a faint smile to Jade's face.

"Display Mail, Jade West." She scanned the headers, then produced a real smile. "Read two."

Hey Boss….

Vermont is nice.

"Eh…if you like trees," Jade commented aloud, a habit of hers when reading Tori's emails.

It would be a lot nicer if you were in it, though… it's really quiet up here in the woods. I keep thinking some raccoon is going to hop up on my windowsill and start talking to me.

"Trapped in a Disney movie..very scary, Tor."

Oh well. The account is going all right – I have all the information, and a copy of the plan is attached to this mail for you to check out. They were kind of upset when I first got here, but I think I made them relax a little, and maybe they realize I'm not here to turn everything upside down for them.

"I'm sure they warmed right up to you."

Only some things, I guess... they've got some very strange acquisition flowcharts… I wasn't sure what they were doing, Jade.. so I scanned those in great. and attached them too. If you could take a minute and look them, over, it'd be awesome.

"Sure," Jade murmured softly, taking a sip of her milk. "No problem."

It's been a really long two weeks.

"Yeah.. no kidding."

I think it really hit me today when I was driving to the hotel, just how much I miss you.

Jade bit down on the rim of her glass, rereading the words in silence.

It was really strange... I dreamt about you last night, and when I woke up and you weren't here, I felt awful. I know a business email isn't the place to say that, but… I just wanted you to know.

Anyway, I'm going to go see if I can find something around here for dinner. I noticed an advertisement at the front desk for maple ice cream... It sounded interesting. Call you later.

Tor

"Mm." Jade leaned a hip against the counter and permitted herself a few moments of idle daydreaming, then she sighed as the computer beeped.

"Incoming video conference request, Alastair R."

"Go."

A square opened, revealing the familiar features of her Chairman, a round-faced man in his fifties, with a perennially cheerful expression. "Evening, Jade!"

"Hi." The dark-haired woman drawled in response. "Little late for you, isn't it?"

"Who me? Nah." Alastair waved a hand at her. "Listen... I need a favor."

Uh oh. "And that would be…?"

"I've got a little problem here…well.." Alastair looked uncharacteristically troubled. "More than a little. You know J.D Ankow."

"Mm.. the new board member.. yeah." Jade grimaced. An outsider, he'd been voted onto the board by the stockholders two months prior, as a sort of watchdog, and had been challenging Alastair ever since. It was bad timing since they were right in the middle of a huge network redesign project, which Jade was heading up, and that meant large expenditures without an immediate return to account for them.

"He's called an emergency board meeting tomorrow morning, to debate the new network. I've got the answers he's looking for, but just to be sure, I could use your support."

That, Jade realized, was as close to a scream for help as she'd ever hear from him. "Hang on." She pulled the seldom-used pointing device out from the console and clicked to a browser screen, then entered an address. Moments later, she was reviewing the results of a query, and approving them. Then she clicked back to Alastair's window. "Okay."

"Listen, I know it's short notice, but you know I don't really ask that often and I…okay what?" His brow creased.

"Okay, I'll be there tomorrow morning." Jade replied. "Anything else you need?"

Alastair merely gazed at her for a long moment. "Well." He propped his chin up on one hand. "Yeah, in fact…what's Tori's favorite kind of flowers?"

Jade blinked in startlement. "What?"

"C'mon.. roses? Tulips? What?" Alastair pursued. "I want to send her something, because I honestly appreciate just how much of a human being she's made you into in the last few months."

Jade stared at him, shocked.

"I'll make it roses… that's safe. Later, Jade.. see ya tomorrow." Alastair's face disappeared, leaving a company logo behind in the box.

"T..b…you… hold on there you son of a…" She could hear her voice rising in outrage, and stopped, realizing that yelling at a blank computer screen was less than useful. What in the hell had that been about anyway? "I certainly haven't changed that much."

Chino wagged her tail.

"Have I?" Jade almost jumped when the phone rang, then she set her glass down and answered it, feeling a little rattled. "Yeah?"

"Um… hi?" Tori's voice came back at her.

"Oh.. hi." Jade picked up her water and wandered into the living room, dropping down into the leather loveseat and slinging one leg over the arm of it. "Sorry… Alastair just called.. I've got to go out there tomorrow."

"Oh? What's up?"

"Some meeting.. that damn new board member.. what's up with you?" Jade swallowed a mouthful of water. "Did you get your maple ice cream?"

A soft chuckle trickled down the line. "Oh yeah…I was bad." Tori admitted. "I'd bring you home some, but I think it'd melt." She paused for a moment. "Got my mail, I guess, huh?"

"Yeah." Her wife responded. "I'll take a look at your paperwork.. but I'm sure it's fine. You've got a knack for that."

"Mm."

"And I miss you too."

"Ah." The smile was very evident through the phone line. "How long are you going to be in New York?"

"Just an up and back.. probably fly in tomorrow night." Jade sighed. "Sounds like he's getting a lot of crap from that new guy… and it's about the network, so.."

"Ew."

"Yeah." Jade relaxed and closed her eyes. "He's a pinhead… I'm going to have to come up with Sesame Street words to describe a global intranet to him tomorrow…wish me luck." The project was hers, really, something she'd been able to do because Tori had really stepped up to the plate in the last few months, and taken most of the day-to-day headaches off her shoulders. It would triple productivity and almost quadruple the amount of bandwidth they had to offer, and Jade was quietly proud of herself in the design.

It had been damn nice to have the time to sit back and really think about it, working with a hand-picked engineering team and laying out a new design that replaced circuits in some places twenty years old. But it was obscenely expensive, and Jade knew that's what the newbie had picked up on, as a way to make a name for himself with the stockholders, since they wouldn't see any benefit from the new system for at least two quarters, maybe more.

Pinhead.

"Hey, Jade?"

"Hmm? Sorry… I was just thinking."

"I love you."

Jade smiled at the ceiling. "I love you too."

"What were you thinking about?"

"When?" Came the puzzled response.

Tori laughed. "Never mind… listen, my flight's due in at nine on Friday, assuming I finish up by then… can I get a ride?"

Jade snorted. "You have to ask? What kind of dumb question is that? You bet your ass I'm going to be at that gate, my friend." She stated. "And you tell those people in Vermont they'd better have their butts be done by then, or they're going to have a lot bigger problem than a consolidation to worry about."

"Like you?"

"Like me," Jade growled. "Live and in color, and wanting to know why they're monopolizing a very, very valuable company resource."

Tori giggled. "Oh my god... you have no idea how cute you sound."

"Cute?" Jade affected a wounded tone. "That's the second time tonight... Alastair accused me of turning into a mush ball too."

"Did he?" Her wife laughed. "Well, he didn't hear you with those network carriers before I left, I guess… they could have heard you in San Diego without the phone." She'd been privately thinking that she'd detected some changes in Jade recently, and had wondered if anyone else had noticed.

Apparently, they had.

"How'd practice going tonight?" Tori changed the subject.

"Pretty good." Jade allowed. "I think it's possible I won't embarrass myself totally on Saturday." She'd finally allowed herself to be coaxed into entering a small, local martial arts competition, whose date was finally upon her.

"Great…. I have my little flag and t-shirt all ready." Tori teased her gently.

"Ermph." Jade rolled her eyes. "I hope I don't regret this." She stretched her legs out, feeling the strong pull of newly redefined thigh muscles. "Me and a bunch of kids."

"Ooo…. Listen to old grandma there… want me to send you a nice frilly cap for your cane?" Tori retorted. "C'mon, Jade.. don't start that. You bounce Ken all over the place, and leave most of those other people in the gym standing slack jawed."

It was true, Jade acknowledged silently. But what do I say, that most isn't good enough? That I'm not happy unless I beat them all? Do I tell her coming close on Saturday ain't gonna cut it? "We'll see." She finally compromised. "Anyway.. let me let you get some sleep… it'll be a long day tomorrow."

"You're right." Tori sighed. "Have a safe flight… and say hi to Alastair for me, okay?"

"Mm.. I will.. he's.. um.. " Jade shifted a little. "Sending you flowers."

Dead silence.

"Huh?" Tori finally spluttered. "For what?"

"Apparently.. he.. ah… thinks you're a good influence on me." Her wife replied. "He appreciates that." She could imagine the stunned look on Tori's face. "I think he may be right."

A long, in-drawn breath was clearly heard. "Oh." Tori murmured. "Well, it's mutual, you know.. I couldn't do half of this stuff if you hadn't shown me the way." She paused for a moment. "God, I so want to hug you right now."

Jade smiled wistfully at the phone. "Yeah.. that'd be nice." She responded. "Anyway.. have a good night, Tor… I'll be in touch tomorrow."

"G'night." Tori sighed, then closed the phone, resting her chin on it thoughtfully. "Be careful." She murmured softly. "Be safe."