The Touch of Germany

*3*

"Are you sure about that Marissa? These charts don't seem right." Marie asked, "Unless Europe is different that the U.S."

"Things are slightly different over there and some of them snuck away from their representatives to fight." Marissa explained, "Remember in history for World War II how young men faked their ages to fight in the war? It's pretty much the same thing. They fought for what they knew was right."

"So, it's one of those moment huh?"

"Pretty much. You see things that I normally don't deal with yet even I noticed things like that." Marissa said, snapping her fingers, "That's what I wanted to ask. How's Eliza? I notice some odd notions from her when mentioning her boyfriend."

"Oh good, I'm not alone." Marie sighed, "Thought I was the only one that noticed."

Marie pulled out her pad as she saw Marissa from the computer screen doing the same.

"I'm normally not one to snoop around really but I have to admit it brought suspicion. Scanning and faxing them to you."

"I've had silence for myself. But Alfred, Amber, and Mattie don't know much about the Europeans. Just what they tell me." She replied, looking at the information she sent. "Interesting. Is her persona cold around the others?"

"No, quite the opposite. Very bubbly and happy. A little aggressive when need be but never cold. It's why I ask. I've never met the man and no one else has either. It's like he's a deep secret."

"Odd." Marissa pondered over the information, "Any bruising or anything?"

"Please Marissa. Her?" Marie spoke, "Remember the Russian's one sister we saw nearly kill that one guy?"

Marissa nodded her head at her, "Take that down about three notches and there's Eliza. I dare anyone to lay a hand on her."

"Gotta ask. It's the only thing that raises questions."

"He's never around, I do see that." Marie stated, "Always on trips or business stuff. Could be a big name and we not know it. Maybe she's keeping quiet for his sake."

"But you'd think she'd have a different look out on it. Every time you bring him up she gets distant."

Marie thought of the situation, "Think she's over Roderich? According to Gil they were together for a long time, could that be a factor?"

"Possible, but even then, she seems okay over that fact." Marissa said, "Who knows. Maybe it's just her."

"True, true. Only she knows the truth." Marie nodded, seeing Marissa give a small wince of pain. "You alright there?"

"Oh, yea, I'm fine. Alec just decided to take his foot into my ribs, nothing out of the usual here." Marissa smiled, rubbing her belly.

Marie chuckled at the sight as her past and visions flooded into her head. She quickly rubbed her temples, hoping anything would work to rid the suckers before Marissa noticed her issue. To her dismay, Marissa was wide-eyed and waiting for her to speak.

"Just a sudden headache, that's all." she waved to the Canadian.

"Are you sure it isn't anything else?"

The scent of gas, death, and the hospital ran through her body as she asked that, "Yea. Why do you ask?"

Marissa sighed, "I hate to be a snoop but I like to know who I'm working with, so I read your file."

Marie paused, her breath stuck in her throat as her body grew stiff. No, she couldn't have.

"I know everything." Marissa said quietly, "I just want you to know that if you ever need to talk I'm here."