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Date Posted: 03:50:29 05/20/12 Sun
Author: taurus2124
Author Host/IP: CPE-58-161-100-177.nsw.bigpond.net.au / 58.161.100.177
Subject: Chapter 242
In reply to: taurus2124 's message, "Meanwhile back at Section ... The Rising Dragons continued ..." on 03:47:59 05/17/12 Thu

Chapter 242

It pained Madeline to have to interrogate Section’s munitions expert and their computer whiz but under the circumstances it needed to be done. Nine times out of ten her hunches were proven correct but her initial misgivings about their behaviour now raised serious doubts in her mind about their loyalty to the Section. Although Operations was satisfied that they were not responsible for the breach, could it be that they were the ones feeding Intel to George? Her gut said no but her head said they needed to be questioned further. She had to be sure that they had nothing to do with passing on information and the only way to do that was the Section way ... in the White Room. No one was immune from suspicion including them and she was determined to get to the bottom of the breach and treachery in Section One once and for all.

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Walter was working at his post thankful that things had settled down at Section. Michael and Nikita were off on their downtime and he hoped that the two weeks would be the medicine they needed to fully recover. God knows they needed time away from Section. Birkoff too, had managed to convince Operations that there had indeed been a malfunction that had caused the breach and had given him the proof to back his claims. They were off the hook and he was thankful that his buddy was able to think under pressure to come up with the scenario he gave Operations. Like he’d said to Birkoff … there was no way of Madeline and Operations finding out that they had indeed set off the alarm or been responsible for the hullabaloo that ensued. Yes … everything was getting back to normal.

As he was busily working at his station loading the guns for the Somalia mission, Belinda happened to join him. Happy to see her, Walter gave her his idea of a sexy rebel smouldering look and they shared one of their glances. It was plain to see that they both enjoyed each other's company. He was concentrating solely on Belinda. They were both laughing, sharing private jokes and Walter’s attention was wholly on this tall, striking older woman.

“Hey, Walter.”

Walter was oblivious to the fact that his friend had made his way to Munitions. He begun fussing around Belinda and was busy explaining one of his gadgets to her so he didn’t hear Birkoff call out at first.

“Huh?”.

Belinda could tell by the look on Birkoff’s face that he wanted a private talk with his friend. Aware that something was bothering him, she broke up her chat with Walter. “That's okay; I've got to go anyway.”

He looked up to see Birkoff approach munitions and realised why she had said what she did. Walter answered her but it was obvious he really wanted her to stay. She could see the disappointment in his gaze. “I'll ... catch you later ..., Belinda.”

Birkoff now stood in his line of sight but Walter watched Belinda until she was no longer in view. He briefly shut his eyes lost in his own feelings and gave a breathy sigh. “Wow! I haven't felt like this in a long time ... I … I think she might feel the same way.”

“Walter ...”

However, Walter failed to see that something was troubling his buddy. He was too wrapped up in his own euphoria at having been in Belinda’s company. Ignoring the tone of his voice, Water was unaware of Birkoff’s mindset. Because he felt so happy, he thought that his buddy was also back to his old self as well. The thought that ran through his mind was about their last encounter with the breach. Walter knew that Birkoff would not be up for any new adventures in the near future except those that involved his area of expertise. He looked at his friend and greeted Birkoff with a jovial smile.

“Hey what’s up amigo?” But before his friend could reply he prattled on about his own needs, his mind suddenly back on the woman who had just left. “I ... I need your help. Find out ... anything you can about her ... something I wouldn't likely know.”

“Look, I’ve ...”

“Her birthday's coming up. I want to get her something really special. ... Please?”

“… I've gotta talk to you.”

Although a little distracted with his own happy thoughts Walter said, “I’m listening,” but when Birkoff said his name imploringly again, he looked up at him realising that something was bothering his friend. “Hey? Why the long face?”

“I’m just a little nervous that’s all.”

“Why? You still worried about the breach?”

“Yeah, I am a little.”

Walter stopped what he was doing. “I thought you said everything went well with Operations. So why are you down in the mouth?”

“Nothing I guess … just a feeling.”

“Trust me, you’ll get over it,” he replied with conviction continuing with the task at hand.

“What if I can’t? I feel kind of guilty.”

“Don't feel guilty. Everything has gone back to normal … you should be pleased.”

“But Walter, we caused a security breach and I’ve got a bad feeling that something is going to happen. Operations was too compliant. They’ll find a way to blame us for sure.”

“Don't worry about it.”

But Birkoff just wouldn’t let it go and continued venting. “Yeah, what do you think they're going to do if they find out? Huh? This is not a convalescent home!”

This time Walter looked Birkoff square in the eye trying to convince him that his doubts were not warranted. “It’s just your imagination. Why would Operations or Madeline blame us? They found nothing to implicate us and besides you gave Operations evidence that was irrefutable. What’s to worry about? Have they called you in?”

His friend’s words made sense to him but still Birkoff had this lingering feeling that scared him. “No. But what if they do? They’ll find out I was lying and put me in abeyance.”

Walter tried to diffuse the situation and his friend’s concerns once and for all. “I find that highly unlikely amigo. You’ll be fine. Don't agonize over it … you’ll only worry more. It’ll do your head in if you’re not careful.”

“How do you do it Walter? How do you stay sane?” Birkoff implored. “What's the secret?”

“Knowing when to lie, and when to tell the truth,” he replied enigmatically.

Birkoff didn’t quite understand. “What do you mean? To them?”

“Yes … and to yourself. At night you go to bed knowing you live in hell. That's the truth.”

“And the lie?”

“You wake up in the morning thinking that this day may change everything … you'll escape, you'll fall in love, they'll close the place up and send everybody home.”

It finally dawned on Birkoff what Walter was alluding to. “Then that night you have to face the truth again.”

“Yeah. But in the meantime, you've accomplished what's truly remarkable. You've made it through another day in Section.”

“Is that what Michael and Nikita do?”

“I’d bet my last dollar on it.”

“Thanks Walter, I feel much better now.” Changing the subject Birkoff then asked. “So things are going well with Belinda I see.”

Walter gave him a silly smile. “Yeah … you could say that. Hey, it’s her birthday tomorrow. I need to get her something that she really likes.”

“Why don't you ask her?”

He smiled at his friend’s naivety. “You ..., ah ..., don't know women very well, do you?”

Birkoff looked up at Walter and met his gaze, before breaking into a grin. He laughed. “You want me to pull up her file and check out her likes. Don’t you?”

Walter grinned at him. “Yeah.”

“Okay … I’ll get back to you with anything I find out.”

“Thanks … I owe you one.”

However, while Walter was dispensing his pearls of wisdom to reassure a despondent Birkoff and in the middle of their friendly banter about his relationship with Belinda, Walter’s phone rang. He looked at his friend. “Wait here I’ll be right back,” he ordered then went into the back room to answer it.

Picking up the handset Walter spoke into the receiver. “Hello?”


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