Assigned by Station Chief Kate Laswell, Case Officer Kiera Dutton is assigned to track and locate the missing American missiles as well as the threat of Quds Force Major Hassan Zyani. Befriending Ghost during her missions was not indeed part of her...
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"How long is this flight supposed to be again?" Teeter asked Simon from the back seat, her duffel bag doubling as an arm rest in the backseat of the truck.
Simon huffed, "Nineteen hours with a four-hour layover in Denver, then an hour layover in Munich."
"I took it upon myself to pack plenty of snacks for us, Teeter," Kiera giggled. "These are ones Simon won't steal from us."
"What makes you think I won't?"
"Because you're allergic to red food dye," Kiera arched her brow, watching him raise his in shock as he didn't expect her to remember his minor allergy as it was briefly mentioned months ago. "As for snacks for you, I packed your own bag of those high protein bars that you swear on." She smiled.
"Thank you, love," He sighed. "I hope I had some of my favorites leftover."
"You didn't, but I had the courtesy of buying some more for you," She smiled, reaching into the tote purse she kept nestled between her hip and the door, pulling out one of the vanilla protein bars that he loved to enjoy in the morning. "And to think you assumed I wasn't as observant as you."
He chuckled, shaking his head while he drove, turning to look over his shoulder before merging into the right lane of the highway.
"How's that baby in there, K?" Teeter asked.
"Babies," Kiera corrected, smiling from ear to ear as she rubbed her belly. "Found out we have two of them in here."
"Two of 'em?" Teeter gasped. "Holy shit! Boy and girl?"
"We don't know yet. We were going to keep it a surprise." Simon answered.
"You should have a gender reveal party," Teeter mused. "If ya do, I want to help!"
"Okay," Kiera giggled. "I think that would be a good idea later on. What do you think?"
"Whatever your little heart desires, love."
"Awe, shit," Teeter giggled. "I'm so excited. Gah-dawg, you got two of 'em in there - I can't get over it!"
"That makes two of us." Simon smirked, reaching over to graze his fingers against her belly.
"So, I got a question for ye, Simon."
"Yeah?"
"So isn't the ball in London? But we're flying to Manchester. Where am I going to go? Ain't talked to Soap in a few hours..."
