(Note: Dogs barking, good one. Considering that the house is the only one around for almost a mile; but I'll leave it in that there are feral animals around the property, including dogs. Would not be surprised if there was a wild pack roaming the area but even this is a note of concern. Wait- Almost forgot; in GsB II in the interrogation of captured drug runners, Fernando said that he would throw their carcasses to the wild not far from the house and let the feral animals deal with them.)
 
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Fernando: I'll deal with them. The rest of you just keep quiet unless I tell you to talk.
 
Hondo and Jeanie nods in agreement. The SWA Vehicles can be heard rolling into the drive way and stop at the parking area in the house. Marco and Hillshire walk in first with their girls, followed by Ferro and Priscilla. The rest of the crew walks in with them and then walks out when gestured to by Ferro. Marco noticeably crosses his arms as he faces Fernando.
 
Fernando: Found out who it was?
Marco: Yes.
Fernando: And?
Marco: Its now an internal investigation.
Fernando: Not giving me his name?
Marco: Its now an internal investigation.
Fernando: So, I cant go question Doctor Fernando Bianchi?
Marco: He's off limits to you.
Fernando: Then, what was the extent of Annie's cyborgization?
Hillshire: That we are trying to figure out.
Fernando: OK.
 
Fernando walks over to the living room area and takes a seat at the one chair that was seated against the others.
 
Ferro: We picked up on a disturbance at the Piaza di Spagna involving casualties. Was that you?
Fernando: I was in the area at the time.
Marco: Dont play games with us. We already seen the security cam tapes of the area. We know what happened and your involvment. I just have one question for you.
Fernando: Just ask.
Marco: Why didn't you kill her then and there?
Fernando: Not my time to do so.
Marco: You had the chance.
Fernando: I gave her some coffee instead.
Marco: Hope you know, she managed to get away.
Fernando: Ask me if I care, because I don't.
Marco: Now that is a dangerous attitude to have.
Fernando: You don't understand my point of view. Now is not he time for me or anyone else on this team to act on her. In 4 days time it will be. Not only will she be taken cared of, so will her terrorist and drug dealing friends. Kill her now, and they will go into hiding. Understand that in the least.
Hillshire: Then you have a plan to deal with this?
Fernando: Half cooked, but it is still a plan.
 
Ferro walks over towards Fernando, stopping in the middle of the living room.
 
Ferro: we need to talk to the owner of the motorcycle outside.
Fernando: If you mean Valentine, forget. She don't remember a thing.
Ferro: How convenient.
Fernando: She also has a field designation of mission operative, so she is working for me. Anything you want will be given to you in the report when we are done here.
Ferro: Tell me, what is your mission here.
Fernando: Originally, it was to solve a murder, and enact justice accordingly. Since then it has ballooned into something much more. Tell me Ferro, has the price of pot fell yet?
Ferro: What do you mean by that?
Marco: It has. You have a reason why?
Fernando: Anne is dealing with some drug and weapons runners from Central America. They brought in a huge shipment of pot to drive prices down and corner the market. Anne gets part of the procedes.
Ferro: That makes no sense. She is entitled to the Christiano Estate. Its worth Billions!
 
Fernando: You don't understand. A rich man wants power and fame. As Franca, Anne has fame as a notorious terrorist. As the heir to the Christiano Estate, she has money. But the one thing she lacks is power, especially since much of her Padania Cohorts are now in jail and she has nobody to command over. With these goons coming in from Central America, she now has power that she craves. If it gives her some pocket money, then so be it. Care to add to it Hondo?
Hondo: That's the jist of it.
Marco: Then Termination Papers for Franca and her friends are in order.
Fernando: I'm surprised you had not done this any sooner.
 
Marco walks past Ferro, just a few steps from Fernando.
 
Marco: Franca and her counterpart, Franco were slated for capture and arrest, not termination. We wanted them alive for they have the pieces to the Padania Puzzle we have been trying to assemble. Unfortunately, because of their own in-fighting, many of the puzzle pieces have been killed off. Mr. Polanco was one of those pieces.
Fernando: What are you trying to insinuate?
Marco: Nothing. We already figured out Tammy's priorities during the LSD Mission. Question is, well... there are many questions surrounding you.
 
Ferro starts to step closer to Fernando, but staying behind Marco.
 
Ferro: Who are you and why is there no body in your coffin?
Fernando: Is this what its all about?
Priscilla: Why are there two sets of dates for your death?
Fernando: That one is simple- Blame the people I work for, the CIA.
Priscilla: Wha...?
Fernando: Because many within their own ranks were fired or arrested, I can not return home fearing that they would go after me. So it was decided that when the plane exploded, it would recorded that I and much of my team was killed in the explosion. That explains the first date. The second date, you were all here to see what happened on that day.
Ferro: Explain the lack of a body.
Fernando: Ever seen James Bond: You Only Live Twice?
 
Most nod.
 
Fernando: That explains it. My agency took my body from the grave and... what ever you would call it: reanimate it, reincarnate it, brought it back to life, what ever. Simply put, unless the body is killed from the ravages of old age, death is not necessarily a permanent condition. I am proof of that technology.
Ferro: What about atrophy of the brain?
Fernando: I have to take pills on a daily basis to insure that my brain stays intact for the procedure to work. Why do you think I wear a religious wrist tag demanding that no Autopsy of this body is to be done to it?
Marco: This is too convenient to be true.
Fernando: I was clinically dead for over 96 hours before my body was recovered.
Ferro: OK, how about a share of technologies and we will work without further questions or interference of the staff.
Fernando: You guys already have it.
Ferro: What?
Fernando: Your girls are brought in at near death or dead situations. Your medical staff brings those girls back to life whether you guys know it or not before being turned into cyborgs. Thus, the technology can be used on you adults when death is knocking at your door, but your medical staff is not willing to do that.
Marco: Of all the dirty stinking...
Hillshire: Marco.
Fernando: Nor are they willing to share it with the public.
Marco: The public done deserve what we cant get for our selves.
Hondo (to himself): Of all the stinking selfish things.
Fernando: Oh really?
Ferro: Then how about you share what you have with us and only us.
Fernando: Cant do that.
Ferro: And why not?
Fernando: The pill I take is only 1/2 the equation. The other half lies in the other drugs used in the medical facility that revives me. That information I have no access too unless I die and become a recipient of the services.
Marco (pulls out his Berretta, aiming it at Fernando's chest): Oh, that can be arranged.
Fernando: Kill me, Marco, and I promise you that I will return to go after you, and this time I wont be as nice to you as I am to Anne. Furthermore, I will have the revival lab destroyed to prevent its abuse from the likes of you. I swear, I expect this crap from Jean. Not from the likes of you.
Ferro: Marco, put the gun away.
Marco: Why? Fernando stated a theory, and I want to see that theory work.
Ferro: Because we will lose if you do. Right now all we have is a chance and a chance is better than nothing.
Fernando: Tsk, Tsk, Tsk... You would be sick of immortality, Marco. After the first 200 years, you would get tired of everything that has happened. Is that right Hondo?
Hondo: Uhm... Right Boss.
 
Priscilla walks from behind everyone towards Fernando, taking a crucifix made of black Grenadilla wood from her neck, placing the cross hard onto Fernando's forehead. She says something in Latin.
 
Priscilla: (In the name of the father, the son and the holy ghost, I command you to leave!)
 
Fernando takes the crucifix from her hand into his.
 
Fernando: You expect me to burst into flames or something? (he pulls out a crucifix of gold from inside his shirt, holding it out at her by his thumb) I don't leave home without mine.
 
He tosses her crucifix back her. Priscilla catches it. Fernando slowly gets out of his chair faces them all.
 
Fernando: Now, if you want to work in this place, don't get in my way. If not, you guys can leave so that my crew can work on our mission.
Ferro: How about we assist you in yours?
Fernando: Nope. My deal still stands. In 7 days, if not then you guys take over.
 
They all look over at each other for a moment. Ferro makes the decision for everyone.
 
Ferro: Marco, Hillshire, you two stay here. Everyone else can leave with us if repairs have been completed.
Fernando: The repairs are completed. Though I could have done a better job myself.
 
Ferro looks him for his snide remark.
 
Ferro: Priscilla, gather the clean up crew and the Intell Gathering teams and collect them at the pizza vans. We're going back to base. Marco...
Marco: Yes, Ferro?
Ferro: You and Hillshire know what to do here.
Marco: Of course.
 
With a nod, Ferro walks out of the house through the rear entrance. Priscilla gathers the crews and leaves with them through the same exit. After watching them leave, Marco turns to Fernando once again.
 
Marco: No funny stuff from you, sir.
Fernando: What the #$@! you talking about?
Marco: You know. No leaving the premises without telling us. No personal missions without our authorizations. And no unauthorized anything I could think off.
Fernando: Is that is how it is going to be?
Marco: Yes.
Fernando: Then get out this house and go eat, sleep, and shit in your car.
Marco: You have no authorization here.
Fernando: Oh really. By order of the United States of American and all territories thereof, which includes this house and the property around it, I am giving you this one warning to leave before I take action to defend it and every American in it.
 
Fernando takes out his gun and aims it to Marco's face.
 
Marco: ANGIE!!!
 
Angelica hops into view, taking out her Berretta 9mm, pressing on the trigger but the pistol flies out of her hand. Hondo pulls out both his pistols and has them aimed at Hillshire and Triela. Fernando aims his gun back at Marco.
 
Fernando: Go for that gun Angie, and I'm afraid that you might get hurt. I really do not want to hurt you or anyone else in this room.
 
Hillshire: Then put the gun down.
Fernando: What proof or guarantee I have that nothing will happen?
Hillshire: You have none, but diplomacy must start somewhere.
 
Fernando presses the button to release the magazine from the gun, catching it as it falls. Angie tries to go for her gun but Fernando shoots it out of her way. He shoves the magazine back into his gun and cycling the next round into it.
 
Fernando: No one told you to get our gun, Angie. Now, Marco, pick up Angie's gun.
 
Marco does as he says, slowly and deliberately.
 
Fernando: Now give it to Angie and tell her to put it away.
 
Marco does he was told, giving the Berretta to Angie and telling her to put it away. She does as ordered. Fernando nods to Hondo, who nods back and puts away his guns. He then slowly lowers his gun to his side. Unknown to them, Tammy is slowly making her way down the stairs with her SiG in her hands, aiming it at anyone or anything that could be a target.
 
Fernando: Don't try it with me Marco. I'm pissed off as it is.
Tammy (making her way to the living room): Fernando! Everything alright?!!
Fernando (seeing her): Put the gun down, everything is alright.
 
Tammy lowers her gun, breathing a sigh of relief. Marco turns to look at Tammy.
 
Marco: You actually came down on your own with a weapon in your hand?
Tammy: I was defending my house and the people in it.
Marco: Maybe there is hope for you yet.
 
Tammy walks over to Fernando and puts an arm around him, leaning her head to his chest.
 
Tammy: You're lucky Bink is not here or she would have shot first and asked questions later. Now, what's going on?
Fernando: Marco was trying to undermine the authority of this house and those in it.
Tammy: Its our house, we are in charge here.
Marco: Tammy, you better rethink that.
Tammy: What for? Both the Italian government and the United States gave me this house for what happened in here. As far as I am concerned, this is still American Soil and is governed by American Rules. Italian law can go fly in a lake.
Marco: Is that how you feel about it?
Tammy: I'm just expressing my rights under the American Constitution under Freedom of Speech and Expression. But when I step out onto Italian soil, I know how to act and behave. Now if you don't mind, we Americans have a mission to conduct. I am rquesting that you do not get in our way.
Marco: Is that it now? You leaving the SWA?
Tammy: I'm still under a 90day agency imposed vacation so I can get the death of my husband out of my system. What I do in it is my business. Now, I still have about 45 days left in that vacation.
Marco: And this mission?
Tammy: You, the people I work for failed in getting my husband's killer. A killer who is now after me. So if you don't mine, I'm doing my best to stop her from taking that action because you guys wont for some reason or another. At this point, I don't care what you guys do.
Fernando: It was Bianchi who turned her into a cyborg in order to make her live again.
Marco: That is still under review.
Fernando: Then explain why I keep hitting and she keeps coming back. Face the facts, Marco. If your doctor illegally Frankensteined a Padania terrorist back to life with the same technologies you have with your girls, then your girls will not be able to defeat this thing he help create.
Marco: What makes you so sure that you can.
Fernando: Because I did. Maybe not one of your technology, but the US has been experimenting with cybernetics since the 1990's. I had to fight a rogue unit that went mad before in its former life as a mouse, my wife back then divorced him, and as a cyborg went after her. He killed her, I killed him, and believe me when I tell you that Annie is now one of those constructs and its going to be difficult to take her down.
Hillshire: If this is true in the slightest bit, do you know what you are saying?
Fernando: Yes. You idiots built a monster who killed me, now I'm enacting revenge. You are not going to stop me from doing so because stopping me will mean the deaths of hundreds, if not thousands of innocent people in the long run.
 
Marco steps over to Hillshire, both start whispering. Both are unaware that Fernando is listening in.
 
Marco: What do you think about this?
Hillshire: To be honest, if the fool thinks that he can take on a terrorist revived with our cyborg technology, let him die trying.
Marco: And if he wins, we lose valuable intell on capturing her alive.
Hillshire: I seriously doubt he would win. I doubt this whole team will win.
Marco: And Tammy?
Hillshire: We recover Bink and put the blame on Tammy's actions of going into a suicide mission without her cyborg. That trumps up the charges against Franca where we will have to capture her dead or alive.
Marco: You really think losing a handler is worth it?
Hillshire: It gets Fernando out of our hair if he is killed.
Marco: And what if he comes back from the grave?
Hillshire: There is a reasonable explanation for that. Just don't know what it is though his explanation sounded reasonable within itself. Look, only way Fernando could have came out that coffin, is if he had help. I'm sure Hondo had a hand in that. But no way a whole team is going to be recovered if there is no one left to do the recovering.
Marco: So, we allow them to do as they please and hopefully allow them to fail.
 
From the back of the living room, Fernando makes his point known.
 
Fernando: We wont fail.
 
They both turn to face him.
 
Marco: Alright. Have it your way. But you are going to have a couple of JAFOs on your tail.
Fernando: Fine by me.
Hillshire: Triela, Angelica. Change of orders. You will be with us on their mission as their observers. You are not to intervene or try to rescue any of them if they get into trouble. You are to protect your respective handlers. Do you understand?
Angelica and Triela: Yes sir.
Hillshire: Good.
Fernando: Looks like those spares are going to be used.
Marco: Spares?
Fernando: I'll show you later. Right now I have to discuss some matter of intell with my wife. So if you don't mind... Tammy, upstairs, our room. Hondo, get the batteries charged on those units downstairs, and thanks. Jeanie, we'll deal with lunch later.
Hondo: No problem, JefŽ.
 
Fernando shakes his head as he starts to head for the stairs. Tammy takes his arm and together go up the stairs. Once in their room, Fernando takes off his suit jacket and holster, folding them neatly on the bed. Tammy does the same with her suit jacket. He walks over to the bed and kicks off his shoes. Tammy joins him from the opposite site of the bed ad crawls over to him. She puts her arms over his shoulders and around his neck, leaning her head against his. she starts to slowly unbutton his shirt.
 
Tammy: You OK?
Fernando: I should be asking you the same thing.
Tammy: I could be better.
Fernando: Just having a rough day. Managed to kill off a few of Annie's friends as they tried to ambush me.
Tammy: Then that's less of them we have to deal with.
Fernando: Out of who knows how many.
Tammy: I'm not worried about it.
Fernando: I'm worried about your co-workers wanting us to fail.
Tammy: let them want all they want. We just have to deny them of their wishes.
Fernando: Yeah.
 
She nuzzles her nose against his cheek and gets a kisses him by the lip. His lack of reaction concerns her a bit though this seems to be a normal for him at times.
 
Tammy: Need rest?
Fernando: Not really, just a lot on my mind.
Tammy: Then maybe I could help get those things off your mind?
Fernando: Don't know.
 
Tammy steps back and pulls Fernando onto the bed.
 
Tammy: Do I need an invitation to have some sort of intimate relationship with my husband?
Fernando: I'm sorry Tammy.
Tammy: Yesterday at the park was the furthest I ever gone with anyone in my life, though I'll admit some boys tried to take there without my permission.
Fernando: Oh.
 
Fernando reaches up behind Tammy and slowly pulls her down to him. She extends her arms against the bed as to not fall down. Though she was up-side-down to him, he plants his lips against hers.

The expression of Love can come in any form, depending on the two involved. Rest, sleep, awake, pleasure, sharing, lust, love, caring, comfort, understanding, knowing, needing, wanting, pain. It comes in the good and in the bad; beauty and ugliness. Its there in layers, wanting to be removed. As they kissed, Tammy takes off her blouse and undoes 'the bra, then unzips her skirt. But before taking it off, she breaks their kiss. Fernando slowly sits up and turn to face her. She reaches to his shoulders and pushes down his shirt to his arms. He unbuttons the cuffs of his sleeves and takes the shirt off, followed by his t-shirt. He sits up on the bed and starts taking off his sox, Tammy reaches around him and unbuckles his belt. The button on his pants and the zipper soon follows. He faces her and kneels on the mattress . For a second 'she takes his hands. She tries to look into his eyes but his glasses are in the way. She lets go of his hands, and reaches to take them off. He stops her for the moment.
 
Fernando: The light is too bright in here for me to takes them off.
Tammy: Even with the shades and curtains already pulled?
 
Fernando nods.
 
Tammy: What if we stay under the blankets, would it be safe for you then?
Fernando: Yes, but it would get hot under there.
Tammy: I would not mind, if it I was there with you.
 
She gives him a kiss on the nose and time seemed to have frozen in place.
 
Fernando takes off his pants at the same time Tammy takes off her skirt. They get tossed to the table and they go under the blankets up to their shoulders. Tammy reaches her finger tips to the side of his glasses.
 
Tammy: Close your eyes.
 
He nods. The fingers apply a little pressure, the glasses slide off his face. 'Closing the stems, they holds them in one hand while covering his closed eyes with the other. She reaches over and places the glasses onto the nightstand. The blanket goes over their heads. She straddles on top of him, brushing his hair from his face.
 
Tammy: Is that better?
 
Fernando nods then says.
 
Fernando: Yes.
 
She lowers herself until their lips met once again. Hands touch 'each other, fingers being placed softly, touching, feeling. Every surface gently felt, every spot touched . Kisses roam like the hands, landing in places for her for the first time anyone has ever kissed her there; for him a reminder of nights with another so long ago. Time is forgotten as they continue on their intimacy. His hands goes down to her waist, feeling the elastic band and white cotton of her bikini panties. He tugs at them slightly, testing her reaction but a loud knock on the door. He lets go of her and slam his fists at the sides of the bed, she pushes off him, holding herself on her extended arms. The knocking on the door gets louder and somebody yells from the outside.
 
Marco: Tammy! Open the door! We Need To Talk!
Fernando (holding back his frustration and anger from getting too loud): No! No! No! NO!
Tammy: Shhhh. Let me take care of him.  
 
She looks at him momentarily, realizing that if she lifts the blankets off them, that his eyes would get hurt from the lights in the room. She takes a nearby pillow and covers his eyes with it.
 
Tammy: Pretend to be asleep, I'll tell him that 'you got 'a headache.
 
They shift position as she slowly got off him. The door opens after some fumbling with the doorknob, but not by Tammy who was sitting up on the edge of the bed with the blanket covering her. Triela was kneeling on the floor with a set of lock picks in her hands, Marco was behind her with Angie at his side and Hillshire behind her. Tammy yells at them.
 
Tammy (yelling): CLOSE THE #$@!ING DOOR!!
Marco: Something came up.
Tammy (still yelling): I SAID CLOSE THE DAMN DOOR!!!
 
She walks up to them, using the top blanket to cover her as much as possible. She takes the door by its edge and slams it close on them.
 
Angelica (whispering at Triela): What were they doing in there?
Triela (whispering at Angelica): Look like they were making puppies.
 
Marco (from the other side of the door): We need to talk!
 
Tammy (yelling through the door): THEN WAIT DOWNSTAIRS UNTIL I GET THERE!
 
She can hear their steps walk to the stairs and continue downward. Fernando had already shifted over with the pillow over his head, feeling the top of the nightstand for his glasses. Tammy quickly steps back to the bed, throwing the blanket back on the bed. She takes the glasses from the nightstand and hands it to him as she sits on the bed. He puts on his glasses and takes the pillow off his head and off to the side of the bed.
 
Fernando: Remind me not to ever get you mad at me.
Tammy (bowing her head): I would never get mad at you. But I am going to 'have a talk with those idiots.
 
She pauses for a second.
 
Tammy: Get dressed. Sounds like Marco and Hillshire are impatient.
 
Fernando slowly sits up.
 
Fernando (reaching around her and holds her): I would rather be here with you.
Tammy: So would I, but there are priorities to deal with.
 
Tammy leans back against him, letting out a sigh. Fernando leans behind her, softly kissing the side of her neck. She leans back against him, moaning softly.
 
Tammy: Please... We can continue later.
 
Fernando stops though he would prefer not too. Tammy gets up from the bed and over to the table where their clothes were piled. Putting hers on, she tosses his to the bed to put on. 'It only takes a minute to get dressed, and another 5 to get hair and make up redone.
 
Together they walk down stairs. The three of their visitors were in separate chairs in the living room. Tammy and Fernando look at them.
 
Tammy: We're here. Now what do you want?
Marco: We wanted you alone.
Tammy: What ever needs to be said, can be said in front of my husband.
Marco: Its SWA business.
Tammy: He's been present to SWA before. In fact if it were not for him, there would be no SWA, so talk.
Marco: Alright. We were discussing... certain things. SWA Business to be precise. Hondo may have over heard a few things being said. I would not want him to misconstrue things and tell you things that are not as he thinks them to be.
Fernando: Tell me what you said you think he heard and I'll think about it.
Hillshire: Thing is, many things were said. We don't know what he heard.
Marco: But we were talking about a future termination mission after this one, that is if you fail and we take over.
Fernando: For us to fail means all of us to be killed.
Hillshire: It hurts to be you.
 
Fernando looks at his watch, seeing that it is almost 3PM.
 
Fernando: Seriously, I'll talk to Hondo about this later on. Tammy, would you make some sandwiches and drinks. I'll get Hondo and Valentine for the meeting. You JAFOs are welcomed.
Marco: Gee, thanks. I feel honored.
Tammy: Marco, sarcasm is not your best trait.
Fernando (walking to the 'stairs): Thanks, Tammy. I'll be back with Hondo and his girl pal.
 
As he walks up the stairs, Fung- the driver and chef of Jeanie's crew and her to body guards return with bags of groceries. They go upstairs to Jeanie's room to show off what they got and explain their difficulty of getting American style vegetables but believe they can get by with Italian varieties instead. Jeanie have the sit down and tell them what had happened but not to slight them for their absence because they were doing a job for her.
 
Fernando knocks on Hondo's door when he finds that the lock has been set. 'With no answer at the first set of knocks, Fernando increases the volume and pounds on the door very hard.

Fernando calls the meeting to order. Everyone gathers at the seats by the dining table. Tammy puts the sandwiches and drinks on the table for anyone to take.
 
In the meeting in the dining area, Fernando pulls out a few printed maps, self made dossiers, building plans and his laptop. Though Fernando mentions the use of various satellite technologies, Hondo knew better- this information could only be gotten from time observations. He continues as they go over the paperwork. Tammy has handed out roast beef and ham and cheese sandwiches out onto the table along with soda, juice or water. Fernando takes a Roast Beet with a soda.
 
Fernando: Anne Rossellini has several rented apartments and hotel room here in Rome, as she does in Florence and Milan. El Jefe Grande has several hotel rooms from which to go in and leave for him and his entourage. But they all seem to be meeting in this warehouse not far from the river docks. In fact, it seems that this is the only place they all have in common.
 
Hondo: Seems like a good time to hit them all at once.
 
Fernando: No. We don't know how many are there, we don't know who else is involved, we don't know what arms they have. As it is, I'm waiting on a shipment of a couple of RPG (Rocket Propelled Grenades) to take out their vans when we hit and their reinforcements arrive. We all need to know what exactly we are up against. As is, we are going in with silenced weapons. I don't like to use them because of their bulk, but if we run into any guards, they need to be taken out as quietly as possible.
 
Hondo: I'm not modifying many of my guns to have them silenced.
 
Fernando: Don't worry, along with the RPGs there will be a shipment of USMC (United States Marine Corp.) silenced 1911s in .45ACP format. They will be delivered by private courier at the US Embassy. I will pick them up when they arrive.
 
Hillshire: Care for some assistance in retrieving those weapons?
 
Fernando: Why not. I can always use a hostage is things go wrong.
 
Hillshire tries to laugh it off, but does not find anything funny about it.
 
Fernando: Seriously. When done, these weapons are to be returned with a field test grade of an A or better. This is what the US Military is looking for. Don't worry, these are tried and true weapon systems, its that some new recruits are complaining about the use of difficulty in using them. I think the military should stop recruiting the illiterate and the highly stupid. As we were. If they have a meeting tonight, like I believe they will, we will listen in to 'that meeting. If they don't, then we will break in and assess their capabilities and motives. If we find their drug stash, the SWA will go in before we go after them 3 days from now. Is that OK with you Marco?
 
Marco: Fine with me.
 
Hondo: What ifin' they have guards?
 
Fernando: We will need to take them out. That's why we have silenced weapons. The plan is this: we go into the city's infrastructure pathways that run parallel to the sewers, and take out their land lines. Then with a cellphone jammer I have coming with the weapons, we will have them with no means of outside communications. Then we go in, take out the guards, and assess their capabilities. The vehicles will be searched but otherwise left untouched. No slashing of tires, as much as I would like to do so otherwise. Let them figure out what happened. We could even make it a mob hit, trying to muscle in on their territory.
 
Marco: Those are the best. It makes them take their attention away from us and onto each other.
 
Fernando looks at Marco for a moment.
 
Hillshire: What about the Working Girls?
 
Fernando: Good one. We need to bribe them or otherwise them away. A Prostitution bust will alert them to police activity in the area and go elsewhere.
 
Valentine: How are we going to do this? Climbin' on to roofs and all that?
 
Fernando: We get there by 1 car, the Porsche, park it 3 blocks away from them as to not draw attention. Marco, Hillshire, you will have to bring in your own ride. Then we walk the rest of the way, take the fire escapes 'on the surrounding buildings, and assess the guards in the area. No doubt they will have them on the ground and on the roof surrounding the warehouse. Though it will be night time, hide in the shadows. Try not to be seen while seeing. You all will be wearing some protection, so its going to be hot tonight. We also will be in pairs; Hondo, you have Valentine, Tammy will be with me, you JAFOs will go with whoever you want to follow. Just don't get cocky out there. I trust you all can do that.
 
Hondo: Sure.
 
Valentine: I think I can.
 
Tammy remains silent.
 
Fernando: Tammy?
 
Tammy: Oh... yeah.
 
Fernando: Yeah what?
 
Tammy: Yeah... we can.
 
Fernando remains silent for a moment. Then he continues.
 
Fernando: If you must take out a guard, throat and head shots only. If you get him anyplace else, he will probably scream in pain and alert the other guards. Head 'or a throat shot ensure that he wont be doing much screaming.
 
Hondo: I'll keep that in mind.
 
Fernando: Please do. Any questions?
 
No one says a word.  
 
Fernando: Alright. We leave at 9PM, get there by 10. Hopefully they will be there. Acquaint yourself with their faces, their names, maps and building plans. You will need to know this as if your life depends on it because it will. I'll be around... somewhere.
 
Fernando gets up and starts walking to the rear of the house. He looks out for a moment, seeing the Porsche, the motorcycle, Hondo's pick up truck, Jeanie's limo and Hillshire's Mercedes Station wagon. He decides to go o the roof.
 
Along the way up the stairs, Fernando finds Jeanie walking out her room with her staff. They were carrying the shopping bags of items they had bought with them.
 
Fernando: Going anywhere?
Jeanie: Not out. Just gong to prepare dinner for you.
Fernando: For me? Wont the others get jealous?
Jeanie: I got enough for everyone, but it is for you.
Fernando: When you think it will get ready?
Jeanie: Around 6o'clock or so.  
 
Fernando nods.
 
Fernando: Alright. See you then.
 
Fernando continues up the stairs to the attic. He takes a ladder from the attic, and places it on the balcony against the roof. Once on the roof, he makes his way to the front of the house, looking out onto the highway and beyond.
 
Several minutes has pasted 'when someone else climbs up on the roof. Their light steps on the shingles says it was not Hondo. Only one from the group to dare venture this far out would be Tammy. She makes herself known when sits behind him and puts her arms around him.
 
Tammy: Is there any other way?
Fernando: For?
Tammy: Tonight.
Fernando: What do you mean?
Tammy: Killing the guards. Is there any other way to deal with them?
Fernando: Drugs takes too long to act. We cant sneak around them, there are too many.
Tammy: But...
Fernando: Look, you don't have to pull the trigger unless you have too. I'll be taking out most of the guards I see. You just gather the intell we find and keep an eye out as back up. Shoot when you have too, when I cant. OK?
Tammy: That's fair, I think.
Fernando: Good. I don't expect much trouble here, but it is something to be expected.
Tammy: I know. I been there before.
 
They continue to look out there onto the highway.
 
Tammy: Less than 6 hours before mission time?
Fernando: Yeah. I have to go 'get the things ready and call the embassy to see if they have the supplies.
Tammy: Can I go with you?
Fernando: You could. But you need to be in the back seat, Marco's too big to sit back there.
Tammy: I wont mind.
Fernando: OK. Lets go.
 
He slowly turns to get up on the roof but Tammy gets his attention.
 
Tammy: Fernando?
Fernando (adjusting himself on the roof): Yes?
 
Tammy takes him by the temples and plants her lips on his, slowly putting his head on her lap as she held him down and kissed him. Some 2 minutes later, she breaks off the kiss and pants for air. She still looks at him.
 
Tammy: I'll go freshen up and meet you and Marco by the Porsche.
Fernando: Yeah, you go do that.
 
Tammy slowly lifts Fernando's head and slides over, putting him back on the roof. She then slowly gets up and carefully walks over to the ladder and walks down. Fernando watches her walks by, admiring her tail swaying with every step. As soon as she was back inside the house, Fernando sighs. This relaxing suddenly made him start to slide off the roof. Clawing at the tiles and shingles, he manages to catch it at the edge of the roof, turning under it and falling on the balcony below. He just lays there for a moment, thinking, 'Was it worth it?' His only answer was, 'Yeah'...
 
In a couple of minutes, Fernando makes it downstairs and has a talk with Hondo first.  
 
Fernando: Hondo. Tammy and I are going to the Embassy to pick up the supplies. Mind watching the place and taking care of the stuff in the basement?
 
Hondo: Sure. How long are you goig to take?
 
Fernando: Going there and back, less than an hour. Getting them will take 5 minutes.
 
Hondo: I see. And the two JAFOs?
 
Fernando: Marco will be going with me. Hillshire will be staying. He bores easily so keep the place quiet and maybe he'll be napping.
 
Hondo: Sounds good.
 
Fernando: Laters.
 
Hondo: Yeah, laters.
 
Fernando goes to meet up with Marco about picking up stuff from the embassy, and if he would want to go with them or not. Marco decides that. A minute later they were at the Porsche getting in. Tammy took the seat behind Fernando's driver's seat, Angelica took the seat behind her handler, Marco. Another minute, they were leaving the drive way.

In under 25 minutes, they were in Rome, heading for the American Embassy. At the gate, Fernando, Marco and Tammy showed their agency identification and were allowed to drive in. They head to the back of the building where a garage door opens. Fernando takes the first available parking spot as the garage door closes behind them. The Embassy guards surround the car with weapons drawn as Fernando and the others step out of the Porsche. They slowly raise their hands up. The guards frisk them and remove their weapons.
 
Marco: This better not be a trap.
Fernando: Believe me, I'm shocked as much as you are.
Marco: Somehow I don't believe you.
 
The Ambassador arrives with two higher ranking embassy guards approach them, he is talking to somebody on a cordless phone. One of the guards is carrying a bathroom scale, another a laptop with a finger print reader and a retina scanner.
 
Ambassador: Yes, now I have him in front of me. Want to talk to him? Well, he's about 6ft tall, looks like 180 pounds... have him step on the scale? (pointing at Fernando) You, step on that scale.
 
The guard puts of scale in front of Fernando, he steps on it. It spins to 145 pounds and stops. Both the guard and the Ambassador looks at it.
 
Ambassador: '145 pounds.
Fernando: Shoes and clothes add 10 pounds.
Ambassador (looking at him): Yeah, what ever. (Back to the phone) Well, that would mean the species match. But aren't they rare enough as it is? Seriously. They should be rounded up and counted.
Fernando: Who ever that is, I want to talk to him.
Ambassador: Hold on. (turning to Fernando) You are supposed to be dead. 'Now shut up or I'll make our guards shut you up!
Fernando: Go #$@! yourself.
Tammy: Fernando! Don't cause any more trouble.
Ambassador: 'Hold on.
 
The Ambassador steps over to Tammy and hands her the phone. She puts it to her ear.
 
Tammy: Hello?
Voice on Other Side: You must be Tammy Squirrel. I have your file in front of me.
Tammy: I'm Tammy G., formerly Tammy Squirrel.
Voice on Other Side: There is no record of a name change here.
Tammy: There would not be because we got married over here in Italy and I have yet to return to the states.
Voice on Other Side: Now, don't tell me that. I have photos of you at the cafŽ as of a few days ago. Now tell me, how can you still be married to a dead man?
Tammy: He's not dead.
Voice on Other Side: Is that so? Prove it.
Tammy: I cant.
Voice on Other Side: Then how can you be sure that he you are allowing yourself to have you most intimate and private of moments is actually who he is?
Tammy: I just know.
Voice on Other Side: Not good enough. Put the Ambassador on.
 
Tammy hands the phone back to the Ambassador.
 
Ambassador: Yes? OK. Hold on. (turning to Fernando): Take off those glasses.
Fernando: Make me.
Ambassador: He refuses. (turning to a guard) Take his glasses off. Everyone else, do not shoot no matter what happens.
Fernando (to himself): Your mistake.
 
Guard walks up to Fernando and reaches for his glasses, only to have his arm parried away. He tries again, only to be thwarted again. It turns into a fight only lasting a few short seconds as Fernando kicks the guard in his groin and twists his arm behind his back.
 
Ambassador: He failed to remove the glasses. Oh? Yes sir.
 
He hangs up the phone. He looks at the guard with the laptop and points to a work area in the garage.
 
Ambassador (pointing to the work area): Set up the equipment over there. (walking over to Fernando) You better register as a dead man, if you dont, I have orders to have you killed.
 
The guards lift up their guns, cycle a round to the empty chamber and switch the Safety Switch to Firing Mode. All weapons are pointed at him. The Ambassador gestures to 'Fernando to go over to the laptop.
 
Ambassador: Fingerprints can be faked with no ill results to the one with the fake prints. But a fake retina scan would leave the person blind in that eye. Thus both eyes will be tested and all 10 fingers. Anyone of them fail, you die.
Fernando: I want the lights off during the retinal scan.
Ambassador: You think this is Burger King? You cant have it your way here.
Fernando (going through the first couple of fingers in the fingerprint scanner with guidance from the embassy guard holding each finger in place): Go #$@! yourself.
Ambassador: At least you do his arrogance well. Perhaps it's a species thing?
 
As each finger is passed through, each reading comes up registered to a certain file in the database. All 10 fingers are done in about a minute.
 
Embassy Guard: He passes the first part of the test.  
Ambassador: Fingerprints can faked. (turning to Fernando) Say 'Mary had a little lamb....
Fernando: Go #$@! yourself, asshole.  
Embassy Guard: Voice print confirmed, sir.
Ambassador: How is that possible when that is not the correct phrase!
Fernando: It is for me.
Ambassador: Do the Retinal Scan.
Fernando: I said Turn off the lights.
Ambassador: What for?
Fernando: One stray bit of light will throw off the test. Want me to fail?
Ambassador: I would love for you to fail.
 
Fernando stands there, crossing his arms. After a several seconds, the Ambassador signals the one of the Embassy Guards to turn off the lights in the area. The places goes into total darkness until several guards turn on the flashlight attachments on their M16s. Some of them point their flashlights towards Fernando.
 
Fernando: One stray bit of light hits this retina scanner and I'm taking out the idiot that did it! Aim those flashlights elsewhere!
 
The flashlight beams go elsewhere. Fernando places his head for the retina scanner to read his left eye. It registers as a match to the file in the database. The right eye is done, and it too registers a match to that file. As Fernando gets up and puts on his glasses, the lights are turned on. The laptop displays Fernando Dossier file on its screen with large red letters going across it diagonally, 'DECEASED.' The Ambassador looks at the file and then him.
 
Ambassador: You are doing pretty well for a dead man.
Fernando: I got better. But like you said, fingerprints can be faked. So can death. Just to prove to you who I am, personally, your last words to me were at my funeral, 'You poor #$@!.' Then you stuck a needle to my side. But I was pumped up with enough Curare to take out a horse to keep me still as if I was dead.
Ambassador: So it is you. Now the question is why.
Fernando: Why is simple enough. We had to let the enemy think that even though they lost everything, that at least they had revenge. But, Ambassador, sir. Tammy is now a target by those very same people who did me in and I will do what it is that I can to protect her. Including coming back from the grave.
Ambassador: I see. What is your assessment of the situation then?
Fernando: Padania has moved to Marijuana as a source of income and social ills, and have joined forces with a South American Drug lord for both it and illegal Russian made arms. If left unchecked, it will grow into a mafia war the likes has not been seen since the 1970s.
Ambassador: That bad? I see. Need military involvement?
Fernando: I think Italy should be able to deal with shipments that are already here on its own, but the US Navy should run detailed checks on every freighter that leaves Northern South and 'Southern Central America heading to Italy. Out of every 1000 shipping container, 1 or 2 will be loaded with weapons and drugs. First shipments will have Marijuana, which you know is a hook-drug. Later shipments will be cocaine and then crystal meth and Heroine. I would not want that shit shipped here or anyplace else.
Ambassador: You think it's a danger to the US?
Fernando What you think? With a glut of drugs here in Italy, they will be moved to larger markets, and the worlds largest illegal drug market is the United States. 'The market will be flooded, prices for the stuff will be so low, they will be giving the stuff away. You remember in the 1960s when Malcolm X wanted to protest police brutality in Harlem, the CIA flooded the streets with free drugs, and everyone was too strung up to even care about protesting. Now imagine that on a nationwide scale. Imagine your 8 year old daughter dropping her little flower print panties so she can get a hit of crack cocaine. If you don't think this is a clear and present danger to the US, then I don't belong here.
 
The Ambassador thinks for a while. He starts to walk to Tammy.
 
Ambassador: Give them back their weapons.
One of the Embassy Guards: Sir?
Ambassador: I said give them back their weapons. These people are operating on a level of undercover that their own life mean little to the mission. If they are willing to do that, they deserve their weapons. (Pointing to one of the guards) You, take two others with you. I have a large package for them in my office. Bring it here.
 
The guard takes 2 of his friends with him. The Ambassador walks over to Fernando as the guards return their weapons to the group.
 
Ambassador: How long you think you playing dead will last?
Fernando: I already been found out, the safe house has been attacked but I will deal with it as I see fit.
Ambassador: I want a 200 page report on this when you're done.
Fernando: Just 200?
Ambassador: 200, leather bound, gold embossed, written in blood on sheepskin paper.
Fernando: Good. I thought I would have to hire a Bible Drawing Monk to do the large decorated type .
Ambassador: Do that. The more the better. I want to put that report on a scale and judge it by its weight as one would do with gems and precious metals, then I'll get to read it and submit copies to your superiors in the states. Just one thing though.
Fernando: What?
Ambassador: When did you two get married?
Fernando: Go ask the church. They did us the favor.
Ambassador: Before or after your murder?
Fernando: Before.
Ambassador: Then your marriage should be annulled.
Fernando: Its not. If it were, then we would just sign the papers again.
Ambassador: I see. Well, you better not give that little squirrel a hard time. I knew her mother when she moved over here to marry Christiano Polanco. She dropped by everyday to make sure her papers were in order and she used to give gifts to the guards and staff here. I don't expect you to do the same, but in the same light I expect you to not given this squirrel girl any hardships.
Fernando: Yeah right.
Ambassador: I'm not happy with the arrangements she is under to be here.
Fernando: That was something she agreed too. I did not force her to do anything.
Ambassador: Just 'listen or else. I can make your life difficult if I have too. As it is, your agency friends in America wants you back for some reason.
Fernando: Tell them that they are going to have to wait.
 
The guards arrive with a fairly large wooden box. Fernando picks up a nearby crowbar and opens up the top panel. Inside was several trench coats with the label from Miguel Cabarello. As he removes them, he nods. Under them was several smaller boxes labeled 'USMC SOCOM 1911.45ACP'. He opens one and finds a 1911 handgun inside with its cleaning kit and a silencer inside. Under them was boxes of .45ACP Hollow Point Ammunition, 100 rounds count each. He also fine 2 rocket propelled grenade launchers with 6 boxes of dual packed rocket propelled grenades. IR Masks were also in the box, along with a cell phone signal jammer, some small boxes of C4 explosives with detonators, and a box of hand grenades. There were several other minor items that Fernando did not count on. Reaching into his pocket, he presses a button on his key ring, the hatchback of the Porsche opens up. Fernando bangs the box panel back in place.
 
Fernando: Marco. Help put this shit in the car.
 
Marco reaches over to one end of the box and 'helps lift it into the trunk. Fernando closes the hatchback and gives his order.
 
Fernando: Everyone, back in the car.
Ambassador: When you think this will be over?
Fernando: Maybe a week. Two the latest.
Ambassador: Godspeed then.
Fernando: God has nothing to do with this.
Ambassador: Heh...
 
Fernando gets into the Porsche. He revs the engine, waiting for the garage door to open. As it does, Fernando slowly backs out of his parking spot and towards the door. Once the garage door was high enough for the Porsche to go through, Fernando stomps on the accelerator and screeches his tires as the Porsche roars out the building. In the courtyard, he makes a J-turn and spins the Porsche about 180 degrees. He drives down to the Embassy gate and stops just an inch from the street barrier.
 
The gate is raised and Fernando screeches his wheels onto the pavement, making the Porsche pounce onto the street and disappears at a high rate of speed. Soon he was on the highway, driving home as if he just left from a hard day of work.
 
It takes about 30 minutes for Fernando to drive back to the safe house. Marco goes inside the house to get Hondo for help as Fernando opens the hatch back of the Porsche and lifts the heavy box out of the trunk and puts it on the floor. Hondo arrives with Marco behind him. Fernando tells them to put the box in the basement and make a quick inventory of the contents. They do as they were told. Fernando stands by the trunk on the Porsche, stretching his back because he felt a twinge when he lifted it out of the car. Tammy walks over to him.
 
Tammy: You OK?
Fernando: Not that I am or not, but I have to be.
Tammy: You should have waited for them to 'come get it out.
Fernando: I'll be fine after a while.
Tammy: But...
Fernando: Don't go against me Tammy. I say I'll be fine. Take it at that.
 
Tammy wants to say something but decides that silence would be better that this time. She follows him into the house and to the basement as he walks, stretching his back with the first few steps. Soon he appears to be normal, but appearances are deceiving.
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Note: Miguel Cabarello is a Brazilian Company dealing in bullet proof apparel, from t-shirts, shirts, jackets and coats, along with the normal military gear. It is what presidents, dignitaries and secret agents wear when protection must look like normal clothes.

(at the same time Hondo is in the basement with Marco.)
 
Together they walk in, passing by the stairs. Fernando stops just short of entering the dining room/living room area, Tammy stops right behind him.
 
Fernando: Wait for me upstairs stairs.
Tammy: But...
Fernando: Just go. I need to check on Jeanie about something .
Tammy (going up the stairs, sounding defeated): OK...
 
Fernando watches her go half way up the stairs before going to the dining area. He stops by his seat in the dining room and watches Jeanie and her driver/chef Fung work in the kitchen. She take s a large pot and puts it in the oven. He continues to prepare assorted vegetables, putting them into a pot on the stove. Jeanie looks over the counter area, checking if she has everything done. Then she sees Fernando by the dining table.
 
Jeanie: Fernando?
Fernando: How's dinner going?
Jeanie: It should be done in a couple of hours.
Fernando (he walks around the dining area and stops at the kitchen entrance): What you doing right now?
Jeanie (walking up to him): Just waiting on the food. Need me for something?
Fernando (taking her by the wrist): Yeah, for 5 minutes at least.
 
He takes her to the rear of the first floor where the guest rooms were. He takes her inside one of them, closing and locking the door behind them.
 
Jeanie: Before we do anything, can I say that your wifie is still upstairs?
Fernando: That's why we got 5 minutes, maybe less.
Jeanie (kneeling in front of him and starts to undo his pants): A Quickie? Sure, anything for you hon!
Fernando (Taking her hands and stopping her from going further): Jeanie! No. Its my back. I think I threw it out lifting something heavy.
Jeanie: Eww, that's not good. That takes several days of rest to take care off.
Fernando: I don't have several days! We have a mission in tonight and a larger mission 3 day from now.
Jeanie (feeling his back): I'll see what I can do. But your wifie should do this for you while you sleep. I know she wont let me do it to you in your bed.
Fernando: She lived a very sheltered life. I doubt she would know how to do this.
Jeanie (feeling a large knot on the right side of his lower back): Eww... that is big. I don't think you be doing missions for at least a week.
Fernando: I have no choice.
Jeanie (reaching into her pocket and giving him her cellphone): How about you being honest with your wifie? Call her and tell her to come here.
Fernando: Her cellphone is in New York City.
Jeanie: Then we go up to your room.
Fernando: She is not going to be happy with you there.
Jeanie: So? Its not the first time I faced the scorn of another woman because of her man. Or should I remind you about your first wifie?
 
Jeanie fixes his belt and pants that she had undone earlier before. Then she unlocks the door behind them.
 
Jeanie: Look, we do this and teach your wifie how to do this, and we can take our time to get you better, that a lot more than what a 5 minute quickie can do.
Fernando: She is not going to be happy about it.
Jeanie: And I don't want you to fail on the mission because your back cramped up. Now, lets do this.
 
Taking his wrist, Jeanie opens the door and lead him out the room. They continue through out the house to the stairs. Once at his room door, Jeanie opens the door and steps inside first.
 
Jeanie: Tammy?
Tammy (angrily): Shouldn't you knock first?
Jeanie: Normally, yes. But I need your help.
Tammy: Help? Something wrong with Fernando?
Jeanie: He hurt his back lifting something heavy, I don't know what.
Tammy (seeing Fernando in the hall): I asked you if you were alright!
Fernando: I did not want you to worry, OK?!!
Jeanie: Lets not worry about this now. (pointing to Fernando) You- take off everything down to your briefs and go to bed on your stomach. (pointing to Tammy) You- shut up, sit down, listen and look at what I do. And No Complaints From Either Of You!
 
Fernando walks into the room and takes off his outer layers and places them on the table. Shoes were put by the table's leg. He slowly walks around the bed and crawls on it before laying down on his stomach, a position he does not like to do. Jeanie points to the head of the bed to sit down at. Once Tammy was on the bed, Jeanie got up on it and straddle him below his tail, her knees against the bed holding his tail down and crossing her ankles behind his knees. She opens up the buttons on her Quipao to 1/2 way down her waist. Tammy was about to protest, but Jeanie puts a fist to her face.
 
Jeanie (pointing out the knuckles and joints on her fist): Now look here. You are only going to use the flat striking area of your fist, rolling it back and forth between your knuckles and first joint while applying pressure to the area. Like this.
 
Jeanie puts both her fists on Fernando's back and pushes but not too hard against him, rolling her fists as she described to Tammy. She counts of to ten, before shifting her fists slightly lower on his back and continues. She does this for a while, shifting down and up, and left and right to cover a large area on him. Though most of the time he was relaxed, when she went on the direct spot where he was hurting, he held back from wincing in pain. Jeanie continues for another 5 more minutes until a loud but muffled pop came out of his back. Fernando stiffen up for a second and relaxes, Jeanie sits up, getting her hands off him.
 
Jeanie: Did I hurt you?
Fernando: No. You just took care of it.
Jeanie: Its not going to last long. You know that.
Fernando: I'll take it for what its worth.
Jeanie: Alright. You'll do better with more. How about having wifie do it in my place?
Tammy (under her breathe): My name is Tammy...
Fernando: She would need to learn and I'm not a practice dummy.
 
Jeanie smacks him on the rear end as hard as she could.
 
Fernando: OW! Why you did that for!
Jeanie: You should be respecting your wifie. Let her do it and I'll correct her as needed because this is something you two should be doing in the first place.
 
Jeanie gets off him before he could answer, telling Tammy to get on him like she did before.
 
Fernando: You better teach her correctly, I don't want to be hurt more than I already am!
Tammy: You would not be hurt if you had not decided to lift that heavy box all by yourself.
Jeanie: Tammy- men are stupid that way. Just accept it that he is going to do stupid things, get hurt and try to hide it.
Fernando: I'm Not Stupid!
Both Tammy and Jeanie smack him on his rear end.
 
Fernando: OW, OWW!!! This is husband abuse!
Jeanie: Yeah, yeah... Tammy put your fists on him like I told you.
 
Tammy does as she was told, but putting her weight on her arms when she shouldn't. Fernando was about to complain but Jeanie notices it.
 
Jeanie: Keep your weight off him. You are to just push against him as you roll your fists on him. Do it.
 
Tammy adjust herself and starts to massage his back as Jeanie taught her. Not as good as Jeanie, Tammy kept on massaging his back with several corrections by Jeanie. Eventually, she improves. Still not as perfect as Jeanie was, but that was probably because Jeanie has smaller hands. But it was enough for Fernando to relax into a light sleep after some 10 minutes had past. Jeanie slaps his rear end to wake him up.
 
Fernando: OW! Why Must You Do That!
Jeanie: You cant sleep while she's doing that. Tammy. Get up and lets see how he is.
 
Tammy sits up. Jeanie puts her hand on where she felt the knot of tight muscles in his back, finding it softer and pliable but not like the rest of him.
 
Jeanie: It will have to do. How you feel.
Fernando: Better.
Jeanie: Good. You'll probably need another one before you leave on your mission but I'm not the one giving it to you. She is.
Tammy: Yeah.
Jeanie: Alright you, get up and put your clothes. I can bet the other men will want to see you.
 
After a couple of long seconds, Tammy was still sitting on him.
 
Jeanie: How is Fernando going to get up if you're still sitting on him?
Tammy: It would be fun to find out.
Jeanie: Tammy, seriously. Get off him so he can get dressed.
Fernando: Yeah, my tail's getting numb!
 
Jeanie slaps his rear end one more.
 
Fernando: OW! STOP Doing That!
Jeanie: If your tail is getting numb, you should not have felt that. Now, Tammy, get off his rear end before I have to smack your tail too!
 
Tammy slowly gets off his rear end, inching to sit on the edge of the bed. Fernando slides over to the opposite side of the bed, slowly gets up as if to not strain or stress himself again, and starts putting on his clothes.
 
Jeanie: You two should to talk, I got a meatloaf in the oven that needs attention.
 
Jeanie walks out the door, closing it behind her as she leaves.
 
Tammy looks as Fernando as he finishes getting dressed. When done, he gets up and looks at her. She turns her back at him and crosses her arms.
 
Fernando: I'm sorry.
Tammy: You should be.
Fernando: I did not want you to worry.
Tammy: I supposed to, I'm your wife.
Fernando: I also don't want you telling what I did or how it was wrong. Look, its not easy working on saving someone's life, I might even get hurt or killed in the process but I would still do it for you. All I ask is that it is as easy as possible. If I am going to be met up with resistance and complaints, why should I do what has to be done? I would rather not do it and go away.
Tammy: You would?
Fernando: There are thousands of people left high and dry because they thought what I was giving for free was not good enough for them. Now they are paying a price they though they never though they had too, and the messed up thing about it is some of them enjoy paying that price.
Tammy: But, what about me?
Fernando: What about you? I don't want a nagging wife on my tail all the time. I don't want a wife that constantly says, 'I told you so.' I don't want a wife that thinks she could do better than I. I don't want any of that. What I do want is a kind, caring and loving woman who can share what she has with me and I share with her what I have. That is all I want. What I get depends her, who just happens to be you.
Tammy: What about you going to Jeanie for services?
Fernando: It was just that ' services. I know what she can do, and if I need her to do something, like that back massage, I can trust her in giving it and doing a proper job. Never would I used her or anyone else for sexual favors or services, that is what I have you for.
Tammy: I'm not a floozy or an easy lay. Nor I am not and never was a slut, hoe or what have you.
Fernando: No, nor would I expect you to be. I want you to be my loving wife as what those terms are to you. But Tammy...
Tammy: What?
Fernando: If the job calls that you are to have sex with somebody else in a mission, or in the stress of the mission like we almost did in the last one, or I would dare say that you fall out of love for me, I would understand. Things happen. We can make excuses as to why it happened, but it is harder to forgive one when it does.
Tammy: So if I went out to have sex with Chip, because... for what ever reason, you would forgive me?
Fernando: I would. I would also kill Chip afterwards, but I would forgive you.
Tammy: Wait a minute! Killing Chip was not part of the agreement!
Fernando: Chip is married to Gadget, and she asked me to do her the favor if Chip were to ever cheat on her to kill him because she would be able to deal with a cheating husband.
Tammy: When did you two ever agree to that?
Fernando: Technically a long time ago. In actuality, just a couple years ago when she got lost in Time and the Rangers did not know where she was or how to get her back when they found her. I found her in a Pteranodon's nest some 70million years ago, rescued her before she ended up as Pteranodon puppy chow and she delayed me from taking her back for a long talk. That was when I made that promise to her. Look. Some rescues are easy, others are not.  
Tammy: OK. What if I cheated on you with Dale.
Fernando: I'll forgive you and then kill him.
Tammy: But why?
Fernando: Call it a Man thing or something like that. You are my wife, and it should be we who share our love- emotionally and physically. But it does not always happen that way. You have Chip and Dale and others I may not trust to be with you but I have to trust you to be with them. Just like I have Jeanie, Tinkerbell and others and you may not trust them to be with me but you have to trust me to be with them. Seriously, I may share time and emotions with them but we wont share bodies. I think the worst kind of rescue is the Emotional Rescue.
Tammy: Emotional Rescue?
Fernando: Emotional Rescue is when one gets so tired from being abused for so long that they no longer think that they are being abused, that they deserve what they get, that they given up hope for other options even when it is placed in front of them. Tink was like that. Separating her from Mr. Pan was something awful, because he was addicted to her fairy dust. Look. I don't know what to say anymore. I'm just sorry but I would never cheat on you unless I was put into a situation where I would have to in order to get out of it. Look... I have to go check on Hondo.
 
Tammy does not say a thing as he tries to walk by. She grabs his arm when he got beside her, and pulls him to her, holding him. She looks up at him, thinking, about to say something but doesn't or cant until she finally does.
 
Tammy: I'll forgive you for what transgressions you may have but don't let me find out through somebody else. I want you to be honest with me if that happened. So, even though we were not married then, what happened between you and Gadget.
Fernando: Nothing.
Tammy: Fernando...
Fernando: Look, while you were gone with the SWA that week, Gadget tried to seduce me on more than one occasion. When the house was empty and it was just me and her, she would strut around with her purple robe open showing off her purple underwear. How many sets of purple underwear can a girl have? I swear!
Tammy: As many as a girl can have because she likes them. I have 14 white bikini panties and matching bras because I like them.
Fernando: And they look good on you.
Tammy (trying to hold back from blushing): So... what happened? You touched her? You took her panties down and did her?
Fernando: No. Look, I did kissed her, a long romantic one when she pushed me to that point but that was it. I swear.
Tammy: Was she in our bed?
Fernando: She was but not when that kiss happened. We were in the living room when that happened.
Tammy: I know, Rose told me all about it.
Fernando: Her and Hondo only saw the tail end of what happened. In truth, I told her like I may have told you, that if you tempt a dog with a steak long enough, one day that dog is going to chomp down on the steak and on your hand too. She tempted me, so I initiated the kiss they caught us in. But before that, she kept kissing me and tempting me every opportunity she could find. She even snuck into my bed while I slept. But...
Tammy: But what?
Fernando: I don't know. Even though she has been trying to seduce me, I took her out on a date to figure out what is going on in her little head. But Section 1 had other plans and... well, she thinks I saved her life when I put her in the Porsche when the bullets start flying. Then she started acting funny. You know?
Tammy: I don't know what to say. But you did saved her life, I can see why she would be acting funny around you. (she sighs) Thank you for letting me know.
Fernando: I'm sorry.
Tammy: I forgive you. But I'm killing that man-stealing Gadget!
Fernando: Wait- Gadget is my problem!
Tammy: I don't kill Gadget, you don't kill Chip or Dale. In fact, you don't kill any of my past, present or futures lovers; I don't kill any of yours. Lets be honest with each other. OK?
Fernando: OK.
Tammy: Good. We better get going. Your boys need to do some things before we do tonight's mission.
Fernando: You and Hondo's friend should be studying those maps and getting to know the area better than we do. I already have them memorized. Take Jeanie too. I don't trust her yet, but maybe you can.
Tammy (letting him go and reaching for the door knob): I'll see what I can do.
 
Tammy opens the door and together they walk out. Going down the stairs, they meet up with Hondo and Marco.
 
Hondo: You alright, Jefe?
Tammy: He hurt his back.
 
Fernando gave her a bit of a glare, at least as much of one that is possible with dark glasses on.
 
Fernando: I'm fine.
Hondo: yeah, I've said that before.
Fernando: And you made it through, like right now with your old man walk.
Hondo: Don't worry 'bout me I . . , never mind. Here's the inventory list.
 
Fernando takes the list and pockets it.
 
Fernando: Have you checked that they seemed to be operational?
Hondo: Uhm... you said to go take inventory.
Fernando: That I did. But inventory is just not listing items on a piece of paper, especially when there is a mission hours from now. Is any of the stuff working? Anything broken?
Hondo: Well, they look good, and the small parts seem to match up with other things, like the batteries.
Fernando: Tammy. You know what I asked you to do. All the paper work is on my desk. Hondo, come with me.
 
Hondo sighs under his breathe as he and Marco follow Fernando to the basement. Soon they were on the basement, Fernando looks at the groups of items on the table.
 
Fernando (taking a 1911 box and opens it): Nice. Now does any of these things work?
 
No one answers.
 
Fernando quickly assembles the 1911 and puts the silencer on. The magazine gets filled with 7 rounds and he takes it upstairs. Hondo and Marco follows him. Fernando continues to walk to the back yard until he walks to the bush line around the property. Checking the bushes to makes sure thing of value or living was around it, he steps back and lets off 7 rounds into the soil in rapid secession. The gun only makes its mechanical sound as it goes off, the shot being silenced by the silencer. He then hands it off to Hondo.
 
Fernando: It needs to be oiled. I bet the others do too. I'll check on the radios and electronic stuff, you and Marco can do the fire arms.
Marco: Wait a minute!
Fernando (as he goes back into the house): You can either watch or help out. I would appreciate an extra pair of hands and we can check each other's work.
 
They follow him to the basement and begin work.