...So I'm writing this, it's like 2:10 a.m. and... yeah

Riley, Gabriel and Jameson got back to the base around 0120. Jameson parted ways saying he was going to go rest before the flight tomorrow. They would be flying home on a military transport plane and according to Jameson, he was getting in his comfy sleep before their flight across the ocean. Gabriel excused himself as well saying he was going to go change out of his sweaty clothes. Riley went into the bathroom that was in their trailer and ran some cold water. Once the sink was full, she turned off the tap and splashed her face.

She looked up into the mirror and was shocked by what she saw. She first looked at her neck. On the flight back, the medic looked at it and determined that it wasn't bad. He had taped it up and told her not to stress her neck much for the next couple days. That wasn't the only thing that had gotten her attention. She had several cuts and bruises from when the bomb went off. Riley never really looked at herself right after a mission. Partly because she knew every case she always had something, but it was also partly because she was afraid what she would see. She didn't know what she was scared of, but there was something about this mission that had her taking a new angle on life.

Riley shook her head. It's just nerves, she told herself. Your just worked up because you almost had your throat 's all it is.

Knock knock knock. "Riley you ok?" Gabriel said through the door.

Get yourself together, she thought. "Yeah I'm fine," she yelled back through the door. She drained the sink and opened the door. Gabriel was leaning up against the frame and jumped when the door flew open. "All yours," she said. She tried to step out of the way but Gabriel went the same way. She tried again but failed. It went on for another couple tries when Riley stopped them, put her arms on Gabriel's and turned them so that Gabriel was in the bathroom and she was out. "Sorry," she said immediately releasing his arms.

"It's ok. How's your neck?"

Her hand absently jumped up and felt the tape. "It's fine, just hurts a little."

"Yeah well being nearly cut open by a knife can do that to someone," he said. He laughed a little but immediately stopped when he noticed Riley just standing there staring off into space just above his right shoulder. "Sorry," he said instantly regretting his attempt at a joke. She didn't respond right away so he waved his hand in front of her face and she instantaneously jumped from her trance.

"Sorry, no it's ok...umm..." Damn it, she thought, why does he have to be so darn cute when he's concerned. Wait. WHAT? What did I just say, ugh nevermind, just tell him he's cute, no that's not right, tell him your going to bed...cus' your tired, yeah that sounds good, go with that. "I think y-," *cough* "I think I'm just gonna hit the sack. Y'know early start tomorrow," she said as she started backing towards the bedroom, "So," she backed into the table. Ow, damnit, "Oops. Hehe, just... gonna... yeah...night Gabriel," she said and then disappeared into the girls sleeping quarters. She shut the door and turned to face it. Why, she thought while banging her head on the door. "Why did I have to talk. Uggggh. 'Hit the sack?' Who says that anymore. God, I'm so stupid," she said sitting down on her bed. "Whatever Riley, just get some sleep. He'll have forgotten you by tomorrow." She climbed under the covers, made sure her phone was plugged in and turned off the light above her head.

Bang bang bang. "Gabriel, Jameson come on you guys have to get up or we're going to miss our flight," Riley yelled through the door. After receiving only low grumbles in reponse, she opened the door to find them both curled up in bed. "Alright you asked for it," She had brought them both glasses of water to wake them up but because they wouldn't get up she poured it over their heads. She jumped out of the way as her actions unfolded.

"What the hell Riley?" Gabriel spluttered shaking his hair.

"Yeah what he said," Jameson said.

"I told you guys to get up, but you wouldn't listen. Our flight leaves in an hour. We have to be out at the helicopter pad in 20 minutes. So, get your asses moving," she said. They both flopped back down on their beds. "I could always get more water," Riley sing-songed walking out the door.

15 minutes and two cups of coffee for the boys later and they were walking towards the heli-pad. They rounded the corner and the pilot started up the helicopter. "Agents," said the soldier coming to meet them, "it was a pleasure having you here."

Seeing as Gabriel and Jameson were still slightly asleep Riley answered. "It was nice being here. Thank you for letting us use the trailer."

"It was no problem ma'am. As long as we got the guy. Although, it sure was nice having you around. Maybe when I get back stateside we could, I don't know, go out to dinner."

As soon as Gabriel heard that he straightened up.

"Maybe," Riley said smiling.

"Yes well I'm sure if that happens you two would have a great time," Gabriel chimed in. "Well we'd better get going. Don't wanna miss our flight. Bye," he said pushing Riley towards the bird. They climbed in and two armed escorts brought on Hood and his brother. They took off and 20 minutes later, the helicopter was landing on the tarmac. The guards got off and followed Riley, Gabriel, and Jameson to the plane. When the guards had secured the prisoners, they exited the plane. Jameson got up and said he was going to go see when takeoff would be.

"So," Riley said looking over at Gabriel, "was that jealousy I heard when you were talking to the soldier?"

"What? No, we just didn't want to miss our flight," he said unconvincingly.

"Oh my god," Riley said.

"What?"

"You of all people, you, Gabriel Vaughn, are jealous."

"What? No."

"Yes you are," she said a smile on her face and a laugh creeping into her voice.

"I'm not jealous," he said trying to convince himself more than her.

"Oh relax Gabriel, he didn't have a chance anyway."

"Really?" he said to quickly.

She looked back over at him. "Yeah he had no chance."

"Why not?" Gabriel asked actually confused.

She shrugged as if it were obvious, "he called me ma'am."