Blast Zone

Chapter 6

One month later, Virgil parked his rental outside the building where Naomi worked. He was nervous. As Virgil Tracy, the only thing he had to worry about was Naomi's work mates. She had told them that most were male and a few had tried to take her out on a date multiple times. But as a member of International Rescue, he was walking into an organisation who wanted to know everything. He knew sooner or later that he would have to tell his girlfriend exactly what he did in his plentiful spare time. And sooner or later it would blow up in his face. He crossed the street and entered the building. Used to business buildings, like his father's Tracy Towers in New York, Virgil expected there to be a reception area. Instead there was three security desks. Two were currently unoccupied, so Virgil had no choice on which lane to go into. No one but himself and the clerk were in the room.

"Name, age and reason for visiting," The clerk said.

"Virgil Tracy, 24 years of age, here to pick up Agent Naomi Winchester,"

"So you're the reason why Naomi was dressed so nicely. Word from the clerk – treat her nicely and try not to break her heart. She works with five guys, all super strong and they all own a gun," The clerk said, handing Virgil a visitor's pass.

"Thanks for the advice, I'll keep it in my mind," Virgil walked through the security gates and into the offices.

"So you're the guy dating Winchester," One agent said.

"She doesn't have any family so we'll give you the 'big brother' speech. If you break her heart – you won't have to worry about us coming after you. She owns a gun and make it look like an accident," The other agent told Virgil "She also has been taking Karate lessons since she was ten,"

"I know – I grew up with Naomi. I also got this speech from my brothers," Virgil managed to say.

"Solace! Di Angelo! Stop harassing my boyfriend," Naomi said

"Of course Captain," The first agent said.

"Good to see you Virgie," Naomi said, kissing her boyfriend on the cheek,"

"Have you filled out the HR form yet Winchester?" A third agent asked

"Of course I have. I filled one out back when we first started dating Jones. And let that be a lesson to you men – fill out the HR form before I catch your girlfriends – or boyfriends..." Virgil could have sworn she looked at Solace and di Angelo "... Kissing you in a back corridor,"

"Yes Mam," The entire room said.

"Let's get going Virg,"

"Of course," Virgil held out his arm and Naomi accepted it.

Alyssa Dawson was waiting for the couple to come out of the building. She had been trailing Virgil since the airport. She knew that he was meeting up with his girlfriend. Ever since her older sister had sent her pics of the middle Tracy son and the tall, brown haired women from Boston, Alyssa had been covering any major track events or even business deals to get some more reliable and clearer pictures of the new couple. So far she only had gotten three good pictures. With Naomi Winchester (Piper had been able to give the name of the female Virgil was dating) living in DC and Virgil only in America for business and some track events it was very hard to get them together. Alyssa only had pictures of them holding hands. She needed a few pictures of them kissing for her editor to even consider publishing her story. Then the miracle she needed came. Naomi and Virgil kissed outside one of the offices of the DC branch of the FBI. Not a chase kiss on the check but a mouth on mouth one. Alyssa took several pictures. This is what proof she needed. Now if only she could find out more about the mysterious Naomi Winchester. The best way? Follow the couple to where ever they were going.

It was a small bar and restaurant that Naomi and Virgil ended up in. Alyssa was surprised. Normally when 'A' list celebrities went out for dinner, they went out to fancy, five star restaurants with the fanciest food and wine. But then again, Jeff Tracy and his sons always broke the mould of celebrities. All the sons, but the youngest, worked for their father. They all went out of the way to help different Charites and even had a sponsorship for any employee – full time, part time or temp – who wanted to further their studies. It had been said that the Tracy's also liked to know who their employees were with different staff parties and functions. So the bar and restaurant didn't fit outside the square. Alyssa doubted that Virgil even chose the place; the bar tender had been in a long conversation with the couple for over 15 minutes. Some of the waiters as well as some costumers greeted Naomi so it was obvious that the female spent a lot of time in the building. Alyssa wouldn't ask the waiters for information on Naomi – they'd probably get suspicious as to why she was asking. And everyone knew that if you slipped a bar tender some money, they'd happily give up some information. It was a tradition spanning ages. A tradition that would soon be put to good use. Naomi and Virgil left the building and the bar tender went back to work.

"Can I get you anything mam?" The tender asked

"Just some information on that woman you were talking to just before," Alyssa replied, sliding over a $20 bill.

"She's FBI, you'll have to double the price," Alyssa slide over another $20 bill.

"Here – you better give me some juicy details though. Specifically on the relationship with the man,"

"Her name is Naomi Winchester. She works for the FBI in CJC. She's a captain of a team and brings them out here to celebrate birthdays. Her home country is New Zealand but grew up in Kansas. Lived with her uncle. The man is Virgil Tracy. She's known him for years. Virgil's oldest brother was her childhood best friend. She has had a crush on Virgil for years and the youngest Tracy brother decided to set the two up on a date. They've been dating since late August though the family reunited with Naomi in early August during the Olympics," The bar tender told Alyssa "I know that she suffered from panic attacks as a kid and into her early teens. A near death experience in a car crash back when she lived in New Zealand with her parents and brother – the same one that gave her a scar on her right arm. You'll never see it – I've never seen it – but it's there. A constant reminder. And if you're going to leak this to the press – don't you dare mention me. Naomi's a nice person and well... if any of her workmates are correct, I do not want to be on her bad side,"

"Of course I won't," Alyssa promised "Thanks for your help,"

"29 year old Naomi Winchester has been seen with the middle son of billionaire Jeff Tracy. The lucky girl is a FBI agent working for the DC branch of CJC with several high profile cases under her belt. Naomi originally lived with her parents and brother in New Zealand before moving to live with her uncle in Cimarron, Kansas after their deaths in a car crash. The oldest Tracy brother, Scott, was her childhood friend and were thought to be in a romantic relationship during their teens after Lucille Tracy died. The two reunited at the Olympics where Gordon Tracy won the gold medal in Butterfly but only started their relationship late last month after being set up by the youngest Tracy. And it goes on and on," Riley Joseph told his younger half-brother, Sam Jacks, as he threw the magazine at him. Sam caught the mag with ease.

"That's her! That's the fed that threatened me in Japan!" He explained, looking at the pictures.

"Calm down little brother," Riley said "You're not the only one she's threatened or have you forgotten what happened to me in Kansas?"

"She's the reason you can't smell anything?"

"Well technically she wasn't the one who broke my nose but she had a major part in it,"

"So when's the next attack?" Sam asked.

"I was thinking late October. But if we can get some details on when Naomi and Virgil will be together, I think it would be one of the best ways to get back at them,"

"I can get a job if you want. The DC office. I think the Tracy's would recognize me,"

"Of course little brother. Time to dust off your CV,"