Agent on the Run

I took her cool metallic grasp and shook it firmly, "Partners it is then!" I said, but we both knew that we were enacting something far more than just a working relationship.

She didn't let go of my hand and I saw her face darken from some source of self-doubt, as she asked hesitantly, "You're sure you don't mind?" Her alloyed fingers flexed slightly in a clear indication of what she was asking.

"I don't mind." I said honestly, even as I was glad that we were getting out in the open this sudden attraction between the two of us.

She gave me a look that said she still didn't believe me. She let my hand go. Sometimes believing is feeling as well as seeing. I stepped close to her enfolding one hand around the back of her neck and pulled her into my kiss.

Her eyes had flared wide in alarm, but I ignored her shocked gaze and closed mine, as I deepened the kiss. She could so rip me into little pieces right now, but instinct won out. She started responding to my kiss with an innocent fervor that was beautiful.

I drew back from her lips and her beautifully expressive eyes blinked open with a dazed look of befuddled passion.

I smiled richly, "Not a problem, understand?"

She nodded affirmatively and I stepped back slightly.

"Now for the next problem. How are we going to stay in touch so you know where to meet up with me to collect the other parts?" I asked hoping that she had an answer to my problem.

Flicker turned from me then to unsling the little pack she wore and then she started rooting around in it in search for something. I took the opportunity to admire the way her very blonde hair fell across her face. There was something so very familiar about her. It hit me like a ton of bricks then.

I about burst out with my revelation, but something made me hold back. The resemblance between her and what had to be her two brothers, Flint and John, was unmistakable and I couldn't believe I had missed it up until now. Another thought came on the heels of that one.

What would big brother think when he found out that I was dating his kid sister?

Did her brothers know she was even alive?

I doubted it from what little I knew of their stories. Did she know who she was?

Whether she did or didn't it could wait for another day. She'd finally found what she had been looking for, two little black discs.

"These are thought responders. I already have a pair wired into my head. If you wear these you'll be able to communicate with me by thought."