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Date Posted: 03:01:36 03/15/09 Sun
Author: taurus
Author Host/IP: CPE-124-188-5-58.nsw.bigpond.net.au / 124.188.5.58
Subject: Chapter 199
In reply to: taurus2124 's message, "The Rising Dragons continued ...." on 03:15:01 03/08/09 Sun

Chapter 199

When they had entered Medical, Walter and Birkoff knew not what would come to pass while they were there. They had certainly not expected to be confronted by Michael�s mortality and the question mark that hovered over his classified medical files. He and Birkoff were in a quandary now as to know what to do. Should they vacillate or go ahead on their own volition just in case, to find the Intel that Dr Johnson needed. Walter�s curiosity had been heightened by this unknown Intel about Michael and although he felt compelled to do something immediately he would nevertheless sit on his hands until he was given any indication by the doctor that all was not well with Michael�s condition. Perhaps Birkoff would do some preliminary checking first. That way, if they needed to search deeper he would have done some groundwork. Tomorrow they�d certainly check in to see how Michael and Nikita were both faring, then, if everything was okay, there would be no immediate need for him and Birkoff to put themselves at risk to try and access his files.

The hour was late when Walter and Birkoff finally exited Med Lab at least satisfied with the information that Dr Johnson had given them about Michael and Nikita�s prognosis. What he�d said was true; they�d know more in the next 24 hours so Walter would need to be patient and see if Michael�s recovery was indeed on track. Given the alternative if anything happened to him, Walter was sure Michael, and Nikita too, would get the upmost care and attention over the night by the medical team.

It was going to be a long night he could feel it in his bones. Walter also needed to write his debrief for Operations. Hence given what had happened to Michael, he would need to be explicit in the details of what he entered in the report for Operations and Madeline would go over it with a fine tooth comb. Besides that, Michael would be under observation in Intensive Care for the next 24 hours and Nikita desperately needed to rest after her ordeal. Walter took solace in knowing that their capacity for recovery was extraordinary hence he was confident that there would be no complications with either patient. However, it would take some time until the two of them were back to the conditioning necessary for Section�s operatives to function effectively. Nothing less than 100% would be good enough for Madeline and Operations. What Michael and Nikita needed was the right amount of rest, then their recuperation would surely hasten. Nonetheless, this was a catch 22. Neither of them would want the Rising Dragons to regroup while they were incapacitated but knowing Michael and Nikita�s determination to get back to the mission as soon as possible, Walter was convinced that both of them would be in prime condition in no time.

The only thing that troubled him was Nikita�s mental recovery. She had gone through hell at the hands of the Rising Dragons and if Michael was in danger as well, he wasn�t sure how she would cope. This may be a problem, but it was no use worrying about scenarios that may or may not happen. They wouldn�t be able to see either Michael or Nikita until tomorrow, so it was best that he and Birkoff got some shut eye.

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The doors closed behind them and once outside the infirmary the two friends walked away from the entrance. They stood in silence for a while just reliving in their heads everything that had taken place. There was a lot to digest and Walter had much on his mind. After a few moments silence he turned to his friend. �There�s nothing else we can do here tonight.�

Birkoff nodded in agreement. �At least we know Nikita and Michael are okay.�

�Yeah, we�ll check on them tomorrow.�

�Hey ... what are we going to ...�

Birkoff was just about to say something else when Walter cut him off. �Look Birkoff, we�ve got a lot of catching up to do about the mission too, but I�m a bit bushed at the moment.�

�Okay.�

He gave Walter a penetrating look and saw weariness cross his face. A lot had happened over the past few hours since returning to Section One this evening. It was little wonder that his friend was mentally fatigued and physically exhausted for Walter wasn�t as young as he used to be although he would never admit to it. �Sorry � I forgot. We can talk later.�

�Thanks.�

�I�m with the Doc ... You get some rest Walter. I�ve still got to check on the mission audio tapes before I call it a night and I�ll do some preliminary leg work about Michael too. It will save us valuable time in case it�s needed after we see how he is tomorrow.�

�Sure thing ... I�ll see you later then.�

Birkoff turned and started to head off in the direction of Systems but stopped and came back to where Walter was standing. He reached into his pocket and pulled something out. �Hey � I nearly forgot.� He handed Walter a computer disc. �Here. Operations wants your report on the mission.�

�Huh?�

�Walter, the report ... The disc is to input your report. Operations wants it in the morning.�

�Oh, yeah ... thanks ... I�ll do that tonight.�

�Okay ... I�ll catch up with you tomorrow. It�s been one hell of a night.�

�You can say that again.�

�Goodnight Walter.�

�Yeah ... See ya amigo.�

Birkoff again headed off leaving his friend to think about making his way to his quarters for the remainder of the night.

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Walter watched as his buddy disappeared out of sight round the corner wondering where he would start his check on Michael. It must have been his fatigue as he hadn�t had the thought to ask him. Walter then turned in the direction of his lodgings and started to walk away. Taking a short cut to his quarters he soon entered a hallway alcove. Lost in his thoughts and coupled with the tiredness he suddenly felt, Walter didn�t hear the light footsteps hurrying to catch up with him, but he did hear a somewhat breathy voice behind him. It stopped him in his tracks.

�Hi Walter.�

The hairs on the back of his neck stood up and he suddenly gained that second wind that had been eluding him. With a smile on his face, exhaustion gave way to anticipation as Walter slowly turned around when he recognised who the voice belonged to. His eyes caressed the tall, striking older woman�s body. Little by little his gaze travelled up from her long legs to over her torso until his eyes rested on her mouth. His lips curled in surprise and a hint of joy. �Hi ... yourself.�

�I heard you�d returned from the mission. So how are you doing?�

�I�m fine. You know me I'm a rebel.�

The woman�s eyes lit up. She gave a wry smile but ignored Walter�s last remark, instead stating, �Oh, Walter... Seeing you back safely has been the best part of my day.�

�Keep on talking like that and I�ll forget how old I am.�

They both laughed.

�It�s very late. What are you still doing here?�

�I came to check on Michael and Nikita ... but seeing you has been a bonus,� he added with a grin. �I didn�t know you were working in Med Lab.�

Belinda looked at him and smiled in return. �Yeah � I know ... I heard your voice but was busy with another patient.�

�Is Michael back from surgery yet?�

�He�s just returned.�

�Is he okay?�

�Michael�s in ICU recovery ... but it looks as if everything went well.�

�That�s great. I guess we just have to wait and see now.�
�Yes, Michael and Nikita are both in good hands. They�re being well monitored by the doctors. You should check on them tomorrow.�

�That�s what the doc said.�

Belinda watched as Walter�s craggy face lit up with more than appreciation at the news of the two operatives.

�Can I help you with something else?� she asked.

Ever the optimist his eyes danced with emotion. �Well as a matter of fact you can.� It was clear that they felt at ease in each other's company. �Do you have any plans later on?�

�I�m free after my shift ... why?� she enquired, puzzled by his question.

Walter gave Belinda his idea of a sexy, rebel, smouldering look. �I thought maybe we could get together.�

�Oh? ... Where? � Back here?�

With a twinkle in his eye, Walter raised an eyebrow in a provocative manner. This area was not covered by intrusive surveillance equipment but he was still mindful to keep his voice low in case they were overheard. �No ... What I had in mind would be better suited to my quarters.�

�Hmm ... Intriguing ... So do I need a reason to just drop by and say hello?�

�Hell no!� He emphasised looking her straight in the eye.

�Well? ... What did you have in mind then? What are we going to do?�

He leaned in somewhat and whispered intimately. �You can do anything you want to me and it can last for more than a minute.�

Belinda glanced at Walter and smiled, �Really? Are you sure you�re not too tired after the mission you sweet man?�

�Don�t kid yourself ... I�m a driven man and besides I�m not that sweet.�

Her lips pouted. �Hmm ... I�d like to see that.�

Walter could see Belinda�s tongue moisten her full bottom lip. �Anytime, anyplace, any position.�

Walter moved forward and kissed her briefly on the lips. When he leaned in for another kiss she hesitantly pulled away.

�No more.�

�Come on.�

�Not here Walter!�

The innuendo had been bouncing back and forth for a while between the two but on checking her watch Belinda noticed that she�d spent more time talking to Walter that she could afford. Her break was over and she needed to get back to work before she was missed.

�Why not?�

Belinda looked around to see if anyone was coming. �Oh it�s � it�s just too dangerous, that�s all. Someone may see us.�

�That�s what makes you so exciting.� He started to kiss her again. �I like it ... dangerous!�

�Walter, you�re playing with fire.�

�Grrr � I know. Right now I could self combust.�

Flushed with desire, Belinda pulled away from his advances. Her words were a little garbled. �Look Walter � I've got to go ... I�ll see you when I finish my shift.�

Smiling knowingly, he moved forward and kissed her briefly on the lips once more. �Yes � I'll ... see you later.� His eyes crinkled in mischief, �I'll be waiting.�

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Walter watched as Belinda walked away back towards Medical. He ogled at her long, long legs that went on for eternity until she finally disappeared out of sight. He groaned and briefly shut his eyes, Ahhhh! ... You�re killing me, then he hurriedly strode away to his quarters to prepare for his midnight guest. That special someone had materialised as if on cue ... now all that was needed was for him to get organised for what he hoped would be a very long night.

Suddenly Walter was hit in the guts by a bolt out of the blue. He stood still � dazed and a little shocked. A loud audible sigh left his lips, then it finally dawned on him. He was smitten by the leggy beauty. Wow! I haven't felt like this in a long time. I ... I wonder if she might feel the same way.

With a jaunty walk in his step and a twinkle in his eye, Walter headed in the opposite direction to Belinda. He had other things to do and rest was not one of them, if fact, he doubted he�d get much rest tonight or he hoped he wouldn�t. But first things first ... he had his debrief to write, but that would be a piece of cake. He had plenty of time to write it before Belinda came and the report would be on Operations� desk first thing in the morning as ordered.

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Play on text from �Choice, Voices, AGT, BTP and TPR

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