I wasn't planning on writing a sequel or continue the one-shot, but after reading some of the reviews. I gave it a shot. Let me know what you think. -Jayy

Auggie's phone rang, just as he was leaving the office.

"Barber, what'd your cousin say? Yeah, yeah, I mean your roommate's cousin. Ok, good, I'll catch a cab and be in there in 15."

Auggie was feeling optimistic. Maybe he would actually get to talk to Annie tonight. He wasn't going to give up. He had almost lost her twice. He wasn't going to let any other mission commence without him having told her everything first.

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"Auggie! Over here!" Annie yelled from nearby, getting up from her seat walking towards Auggie. She greeted him with a gentle hug, and led him to their table. Eyal and Auggie greeted each other with another firm handshake.

"Who else is joining us?" Auggie asked politely.

"How'd you know someone else was here?" Annie asked surprised.

"Come on Annie, don't underestimate my skills." He joked.

"It's Barber, I ran into him outside. Thought I'd invite him to join us."

"Nice to see ya, dude." Barber said from across the table, reaching over to pat Auggie on the shoulder.

Auggie acted surprised, "Good to see ya too, dude." He emphasized the last word, which made Annie laugh. She knew Auggie wasn't too fond of Barber's unprofessional language at times.

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An hour after small talk about current news, weather, and sports, the second round of beers were almost gone. Auggie, however, still had a little less than a quarter to finish. So, he knew it was now or never. He gave Barber the signal, which surprisingly he caught and therefore set the plan in motion.

"Annie, I see you're done with that. Let me get you another one."

"Why thank you Barber."

"Eyal, you up for another one," Barber asked him.

"If it's not a bother."

"Of course not." Barber feigned he was headed for the bar, but double backed acting slightly tipsy, and asked Annie if he should order four beers or just order a pitcher two. Annie, as Auggie had expected, decided to accompany Barber in retrieving the drinks.

"Don't take too long," said Auggie as they left him and Eyal alone.

And suddenly his demeanor changed.

"OK. Eyal, it's just you and me."

"I was wondering when this was going to happen." Eyal said unamused.

"So you know that it's not a good idea you hanging out with Annie. She's in enough trouble as it is. It wouldn't look well if Rossabi gets wind that you're here."

"He won't." Eyal said confidently.

"Let's hope not. In any case, how long are you planning to stay anyways?"

"I don't see how that concerns you. Unless this is your way of telling me that I should stay away from Annie?"

"Yes. that's exactly what I'm trying to get at. She's in a rough spot in her life, and she doesn't need any more people making it harder for her," Auggie retorted.

"Look. I'm here to morally support her. She's been through too much in a short span of time," said Eyal a bit too aggressively at first, but loosening up his demeanor, "Losing a person one cares for isn't easy, especially since she lost him because of a fellow agent. She has yet to go through the stages of acceptance, anger, guilt, and grief. Besides anger, the other emotions were put on the back burner. And as I have already experienced something alike and having seen her react to it all in the field, I'm here to help her with it."

While Eyal spoke, Auggie seemed to shift his demeanor as well. No longer on the defensive.

"Annie's different. A different kind of spy and you out of all people know that," Eyal continued. "I don't expect anything in return. That's asking too much from her at this stage in her life. And in reality nothing can ever really flourish from this. I'm a Mossad agent. She's CIA. Our jobs hardly ever cross. But from what it looks like, you do have feelings for her. You have actual expectations and the ability to have something with her, if she so desires. Why else would you have been aloof with her at the airport?"

Auggie looked up, surprised to hear what Eyal was saying.

Eyal stopped to take the last swig from his now finished beer, before continuing.

"She speaks highly of you. But don't worry. I haven't told her anything even though she did ask for a read on you. I didn't tell her you love her. That's something she should hear from you." Said Eyal as he played with the beer bottle. "But, I would exhort you to plan your timing. She's fragile. I wouldn't do it now, if I were you."

"I guess it's a good thing you aren't me," Auggie retorted.

"True, but—" Eyal was responding but stopped as Annie and Barber returned with four new beers.

"What's going on?" Annie asked, feeling a small tension between the two men.

"Nothing. Agency chatter" Auggie responded before Eyal interjected.

"What took you so long?"

"It was the bartender. He was taking so long to get our beers. It's as if he was getting everyone else's order before ours, and then he had run out of cold ones so he had to go into the back to get some." Annie replied.

Auggie gave a small smile. The plan had worked. He had asked Barber to keep Annie away from the table long enough for him and Eyal to have a one-on-one talk.

Still, he now needed to figure out how to speak with Annie alone. Especially now that Eyal knew what Auggie had planned. He didn't want to admit it, but Eyal was partly correct. Annie wasn't in the position to hear him explain what he felt for her. However, he definitely wasn't going to let Eyal tell him what he could or couldn't do.

As he heard Annie place his new beer near his right arm, a devious thought came to mind.

He took the last drink from his current bottle, and gently put it down. Smoothly and inconspicuously he moved his right arm with enough force to knock over the new beer. Hoping some of the beer had spilled on Eyal.

As he had done so, he heard Eyal jump from his chair and grabbed what he assumed was the bottle, in order to keep it from spilling over.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I hope I didn't get you." Auggie said innocently.