A black op had been chosen for Noble Team, only this was the worst type of black op mission for a Spartan to accomplish.

Black tie ball.

That meant dancing. Oh damn.

"Noble One and Six will be attending the event as a wealthy married 'couple' that are interested in investing in the UNSC/ONI joint missions. It's at a mansion ball room on the south side of Reach, we got a tip off that there was to be an assassination attempt. Six and One you are to find that assassin and stop him. That means full cover stories and yes, Noble Six you will have to wear a dress, Holland out"

I saw Six growl, I mean she practically growled at the colonel.

"We'll get it done sir," I say to stop her from being a bit too honest with the poor man.

Turning off communications I turned to the rest of Noble Team. "Kat your running surveillance, find anything out that you can, Jun and Emile your handling security at the door, Jorge any requests?" I turn to Noble Five.

"If that's settled, it looks like there's one last hurdle to get inside," He smirked. "Sir you're forgetting one thing that we may need a lot of spare guns, ammo, grenades and blackmail for" Confused I raised an eyebrow.

"Black tie required. Getting you in a tux Sir, and Six in a dress" Oh damn!

Damn.

Six pulled her straight brown hair over her hair and placed in studded gold earrings, bright red lipstick in place, re-adjusting the stylish sophisticated slit black evening gown and stepping lightly in heels that made her slightly and sexily taller.

That was the objective.

Be a weapon and be a trap.

She picked up the small gun and placed it on her inner thigh holster.

She walked out to the debrief room in style. She saw the men of her team fussing over Carter who looked annoyed. Of course they hadn't noticed her yet. "Emile! This is a mission, not a date and..." The commander drabbled off when he saw her. She smiled cheekily and winked before taking in his full appearance.

"Boss this is Six, sexy deadly Six. She will kill you if you don't get it perfect" Jun smiled.

"Yeah that and life is short, and she' hot" Emile added.

Six raised an eyebrow. "And she's standing right here" She says deadly enough for him to know to shut-up. "Go with the blue tie. Are we ready sir?" She asks.

"Come on Six, let's get this over with" He looks at her in the dress, impressed by her choice in clothes. He held out his arm and she took it smiling.

They arrive and place on the fake wedding rings and ID's in hand, Six is still being address as Anjasa and he's still Carter but not the commander of Noble Team. She gets every mans attention and even a few women. He's the luckiest bugger in the room.

He drags her to the middle of the dance, she doesn't know how he knows to waltz 'cause she sure as all hell doesn't. She follows his lead with absolute trust and they both know what the emotion is when they look in each other's eyes.

He leans down, knowing their team, superior officers and ONI intelligence are watching. He bends down and kisses her straight on the mouth with no regrets.

"Thank-you Anjasa" He whispers when she kisses him back.