When Alfred wakes up he feels Aurora curled tightly into him, her head resting on his chest. He doesn't remember how they came to be asleep together on the lounge but he doesn't dislike it.

She smells good, and she smiles in her sleep and looks years younger when her mind is at peace. She clings to him unaware that he is awake. He wonders if she would be as relaxed should she wake. He decides that it would be unlikely and so to prolong the comfort of being close to her; he closes his eyes and tries to drift back to sleep.

Aurora feels safe in her little cocoon of warmth that she almost forgets where she is. The familiar smell of Alfred wakes her eventually and she opens her eyes slowly and turns her head to look up at his sleeping form.

She had rolled over some time during the early hours of the morning and was now facing his chest. He was holding her, keeping her from falling off. They fit well, on the couch, she thinks.

She doesn't have long to ponder much more before Alfred's eyes are on hers. He smiles slightly at her not moving or letting go and she smiles back evenly.

"I'm sorry, the boys took all of the beds and I figured it was fair to let them sleep. I didn't think you would mind," Aurora whispers.

"I don't," he replies.

"Good."

Whilst they carried on their intimate little conversation, Neil crept around them unnoticed and interrupted.

"I see you two have gotten better acquainted," he mutters accusingly.

Aurora sits up, her hand balancing on Alfred's chest before giving him a look and standing up and brushing herself off.

"I thought since you'd had a big night you'd all appreciate a bed," Aurora tells him.

"I don't see you jumping in with any of us though, do I?" Neil grunts pouring himself some tea.

"Leave her alone Neil," Alfred speaks up, a rarity for him.

Neil looks over at Alfred stares him down for a moment, then decides to leave it be, nodding, he moves back to his room.

"You don't need to fight my battles for me," she tells Alfred softly.

"I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I'm sorry, it was just a reflex," he hangs his head berating himself.

Feeling annoyed with herself for directing any anger about Neil at Alfred she softens and takes a seat beside him.

"It's none of Neil's business, whatever he thinks is going on between us, and he can think whatever he likes. We are professional and we are here to help the resistance. There is little happiness in war, and if we have moments of it sometimes well, then that is ours, Alfred," she states firmly.

Alfred mulls over what she is saying, "ours," he repeats.

They lock eyes and nod at their new understanding. It was the closest they had gotten to really putting into words what was going on.

Tom, Harry and Neil all come out of the bedrooms looking fresher than the night before. Tom is the first to address the mission.

"I think after last nights failed infiltration that we are going to have to come up with another angle. We can't risk being seen again and they will be on high alert for an intruder. I think our best bet is for Alfred to dress as a soldier and for Aurora to accompany him," he tells them gently.

Neil raises his eyebrows at Tom as though frustrated with him; Harry looks between everyone, not fully understanding where Tom is going with his idea.

"In what way shall I accompany Alfred," demands Aurora.

"In a way that will not arouse suspicion," Tom smiles.

Harry has caught on at this point and Neil has accepted it as their only option and does not protest.

Tom continues his explanation; "You can behave as though you are an intoxicated soldier who is bringing back some intimate company to his barracks. Once you find the soldiers quarters nobody is likely to interrupt your liaison," he smirks.

Aurora frowns and looks over to Alfred who is looking at the ground.

"If anybody interrupts you have a way to hide your faces or to appear busy until they leave. From there you can find your way over to the Lieutenants operations room and take a look at the documents so we can plan our next move," Tom finishes, crossing his arms and looking at Aurora awaiting confirmation.

"If this is our only option, I say we must take it. Alfred?" Aurora questions and motions towards him and he makes eye contact.

"Of course, I will do my best," he looks about the room and lands his eyes on Neil, who simply nods at him in agreement.

"Right, Neil and Harry you go and find Alfred the clothes that he will need and work out the best time for us to attempt infiltration. Tom, you are in charge of keeping eyes on the Lieutenant and finding out when he leaves his operation room unattended," Aurora instructs the team.