Okay, here's the last chapter. Haha, I actually completed a non-one-shot! When's the last time that happened? (answer: a long time ago).

Holiday blinked up at Six when he stopped walking. They'd arrived at her room and he started punching in her access code. She didn't even question why he knew it.

She kissed him on the cheek again and he stopped moving for a second, face turning pink as he went back to breathing and functioning normally.

"Oh, Six..." she said quietly, nuzzling against his neck. "I honestly never expected you to be this forward...of course I have no problem with it, I'm just...surprised!" She giggled again as Six walked through her now-opened door.

Forgetting to close the door, Six ignored her words and continued walking until he got to her bed, and he gently placed the doctor down. He tried to get away afterwards, but her arms were still wrapped tightly around his neck and she pulled him down to her.

It took a second for his brain to register the fact that her lips had connected with his ever so slightly. Before he could even think about returning the favor, he jerked back, breaking through her grasp and backing into the wall behind him.

She sat up in bed and pouted at him.

Six hoped his face wasn't as red as he thought it was, and he licked his lips before speaking. "Look, Holiday, you need to just lie down and go to sleep. You're not in control of your actions and I'd rather you didn't do anything...regrettable..."

She was walking towards him again. Six paled as her hands reached up to his sunglasses and she slowly removed them.

Her smile said everything. "I'm not going to regret this, Six..."

Six's now-visible eyes widened as she leaned closer and he realized he was literally backed into a corner at this point. Dammit, he was the sixth deadliest man in the world! Why couldn't he fight off one damn woman?

Before their lips made contact, the two of them heard a squeaked out, "Whoa!" coming from outside Holiday's room.

They both turned to see Rex, blushing, obviously having seen the open door and wondering what was going on. Well he couldn't have gotten a clearer answer than that.

Holiday blushed and looked away from Rex. "Rex! What are-...I, um..."

Six stared down at her. She was embarrassed to act like this with Rex around? ...perfect. He gently shoved Holiday off of him and grabbed the sunglasses, replacing them on his face. The agent walked over to Rex and glared at him. "Don't get the wrong idea here, Rex."

"...I don't think I could get any other ideas, Six," Rex laughed. He stopped immediately at Six's face, and he rubbed the back of his neck. "I, um...César is working on fixing it right now...but I thought I should explain to you that César didn't, like, make this for Dr. Holiday or anything..."

Six blinked behind his sunglasses. With a scowl, he replied, "I wasn't concerned about that. Your brother isn't that stupid."

Rex chuckled. "Okay, well...good! So you won't try to kill him or anything?"

Six raised an eyebrow. "Not unless he gives me any other reason to." As he felt Holiday's hand rest on his back, Six glared at Rex and got back to business. "How long until he fixes it?"

Rex shrugged, Six sighed, and Holiday walked over between them. "What are you guys talking about?"

They paled. Was it possible to explain something like this to the person it was being used on?

Six turned to her. "Nothing. It'll be fixed soon."

She pouted at him for the nth time that day. He really hoped to never see it again. "So you've got a little free time then...?"

Six and Rex both blushed, Rex mumbling something about checking on César before running off and leaving Six to his own devices. Fan-freaking-tastic.

Clearing his throat, the agent put a hand on Holiday's shoulder to keep her from advancing now that Rex was gone. "No, I don't."

Holiday pouted even more and reached towards him, grabbing his tie and tugging him slightly towards her. "Not even for me...?"

He gulped, slowly reaching up and taking his tie back, tightening it against his neck. "Sorry, no, not even for you. Just go to sleep, you'll be back to normal soon."

As he started to walk away, the doctor reached out and grabbed his elbow, forcing him to turn back to her. "I told you I feel fine...but alright. Just for you."

Six smiled slightly, glad she was finally listening to him, and muttered a quiet "Good," before attempting to leave again. Holiday's hand on his cheek turned him back around again and he was met with her lips pressed tightly against his and before he could escape, her arms snaked around his neck.

He and his hormones were trapped under the luscious lips of his gorgeous coworker. Not the best situation. The agent moved his hands towards her shoulders to push her off, but somehow they found themselves on her waist instead, and his lips started pushing against hers.

Six's mind was screaming "ABORT MISSION. ABORT. ABORT!" but he couldn't stop until he needed air. And in that second, just as he was about to go back, he barely noticed a tiny electronic noise, just a small "ping", and Holiday's body turning extremely stiff.

He removed his hands immediately while hers slowly slid off of him and she stepped away.

Subconsciously licking his lips, Six looked up at Holiday to see her looking everywhere but at him. Well...that answered his next question. He cleared his throat and asked, "Holiday? Are you...back to normal?"

Her face turned red and one of her hands moved up to cover it. Six pretended not to notice. "I...um...yes, I believe so." Her hand went back to call Rex on her comm, and she realized that she'd let her hair down. As she moved to put it up (hey - what else could she possibly distract herself with?) she felt the tiny metal object on the back of her neck. Peeling it off, Rebecca looked at it curiously.

Six followed her eyes with his own and raised an eyebrow. "So that's the device that made you act like that?"

Blushing again, she crushed the device in her hand and dropped the crumpled mass onto the floor. "I suppose it is."

After another awkward second, Holiday went back to the comm. "Rex."

A pause and then - "Doc?"

She glared at the floor and turned away from Six, just out of habit. "50 laps around the Petting Zoo. No Rex Ride and no Boogie Pack. Now."

Another pause. A lot longer. "Seriously?"

She glared harder. "Of course I'm serious! And if you ever, ever place an experimental device on me again, I'll make it a hundred laps!"

"A hundred?"

"Want me to make it a hundred now?"

Six raised his eyebrow at this conversation. And Holiday complained that he was strict. He usually didn't go further than 20 or 30, depending, of course, on the offense.

Rex sighed. "No! I don't! Okay! I'm going!"

"Good," she smirked, still angry, but satisfied that Rex got his just desserts. "And apologize to César for me - I crushed his stupid toy. He can make a new one if he needs it, but I don't want to see it." She cut off the feed.

Not knowing what to say, Six just stuck his hands in his pockets and turned his head to the side. What do you say after something like that? Did the device create those feelings or did they amplify them? He wanted to know but he really, really didn't want to know.

Holiday took a moment before glancing back at the agent, blushing like crazy again. She figured avoiding him for a week would help the tension wear off. Clearing her throat, Holiday licked her lips and turned her back to him. "I...um, sorry. For everything."

He turned to look at her, getting instead a lovely view of her finally putting her hair back up. She was probably wondering where her labcoat was, too. "...it's fine."

Crossing her hands on her back, she walked back to her room. "I'll...see you later, then."

He nodded at her retreating figure, knowing she couldn't see it but not feeling like responding anyways. He continued watching until her door closed, and then turned and looked around the room.

His eyes landed on a security camera aimed right in his direction.

Six prayed to whatever higher power there may be that White did not see anything, and slowly walked back to his room.

"She...crushed it?" César whined at his brother.

"Yeah, I guess. But I gotta go! Holiday's probably gonna be monitering me somehow and if she sees I'm not going she'll make it a hundred laps and Six has never even given me that much as punishment and-"

"Y'know, Rex, I should probably punish you, too," the scientist added casually. "Considering you specifically disobeyed my wishes, and I am older and higher ranked than you...

"What?"

"Go get me some pineapple and salmon pizza. And a mango smoothie!" He flashed his brother a toothy grin. "On the double!"

Rex glared angrily. "I'll only do it on two conditions!"

César raised an eyebrow.

"One: you tell Holiday I ran all the laps. And two: that's all you make me do!"

The older brother laughed and shook his head. "Oh, Rex...I can't lie to Dr. Holiday. She'd find out, and then she and Six would kill me. You don't want that, do you?"

Rex puffed out his cheeks. "Can you at least shorten it to ten or twenty laps?"

César shrugged. "I'll try. Okay - twenty-five laps. That's the best I'll give you. Now go get me my pizza!"

And that's the end of that XD More fic to come in the near future! I hope.