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Undercover	By : IrenaAdler Category: M through R > NUMB3RS Views: 2309 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Part 2 � Temporary Transfer

�Don, come in,� Agent Perris said.�

Don walked into his boss�s office and shut the door behind
him.� Perris calling him in wasn�t
unheard of, but rare enough that Don was a little nervous.

Perris waved Don to a seat and sat back in his chair.

�So, I got an interesting call from Jan Sanchez today.�

Don frowned.� �The
head of the LA DEA office?�

�Yep.� She informed me
that you have a boyfriend in her office.�

Don tensed, his hands gripping the arms of the chair.� �That�s right,� he said, unable to hide the
defensiveness in his voice.

Perris tilted his head and looked at Don for a moment.� Don�s fingers dug deeper into the chair arms,
turning his knuckles white.� Would Perris
fire him now?� Was that legal, and if it
wasn�t, would Don sue or just quietly slip away?� Where could a disgraced FBI agent go?

�Sanchez wants you for an op,� Perris said at last.

�What?�� Don blinked.

�The DEA would like to borrow you for an undercover
operation, to be a partner of one Will Stevens.�

Don�s jaw hung open.�
�Undercover?�

�Yes,� Perris said, and his eyes were amused.� �Apparently Sanchez needs a bonafide couple
to go undercover at a couples retreat.�

�A � what?�� Don said.

�I�m going to assign you temporarily to the DEA for the
duration of this operation.� Don�t
disgrace the Bureau, okay?�

�Um,� Don fumbled, trying to turn his thoughts around.

�That�ll be all,� Perris said, not unkindly.� �Sanchez will be contacting you.� My admin has some paperwork for you to fill out.�

Don nodded and slowly got up.� �Thank you,� he said automatically, then
walked in a fog to the admin�s desk.� The
admin handed him a manila envelope and Don took it.� He pulled out his cellphone as soon as he
opened the outer door and pressed speed dial one.

�Will?�� Don said
before Will even got out �hello.�� What
the hell�s going on?�

�Huh?�

�I just got temporarily assigned to the DEA.�

�Shit, shit!�� Will said angrily, �I told her that I
couldn�t� I�ll call you back.�

Will hung up and Don was left with a dead phone.�

Pulling the paperwork out of the envelope, Don wandered back
to his desk.�

�What did Perris want?��
Megan asked.

�Looks like the office is gonna be in your hands for a few
weeks,� Don said distractedly.

�What?�� Megan pushed
her chair back.� �Were you fired?�

�Don was fired?� Colby said with alarm.

�No way!� David snapped.�
�Was it��

�I wasn�t fired!� Don said, half-laughing.� �Just temporarily reassigned.�

�To where?�� Megan
demanded.

�DEA.�� Don leaned
back in his chair.� �I guess I�m going
undercover with Will.�

�Undercover?��

Don flushed, but knew he had to get past this part.� �We�re going undercover at a couples
retreat.� They wanted a real couple.�

�You and Will,� David snorted with laughter.� �At a get-in-touch-with-your-feelings couples
retreat?�

Colby laughed as well.�
�I can see it now, you�ll get out of there calling each other snuggums.�

Megan joined in the laughter with, �Yes, Counselor, our main
couple�s issue is that he�s a better shot than I am.�

�Alright, alright,� Don said, laughing unwillingly.� �Have your fun, �cause I�m going over to the
dark side tomorrow.�

�Tomorrow?�� Megan
said in surprise.� �They must be really
in a hurry.� What�s the case?�

�Have no clue.� I
called Will when I got out of Perris�s office, but he sounded surprised then
pissed.�

�Uh-oh,� Colby said.�
�Sounds like Will doesn�t like the plan.�
Probably went over his head.�

�Yeah�� Don said then shrugged.� �Well, guys, we need to sit down and review
all of our current cases before I disappear.��
He looked up at Megan and smiled.�
�By the time I�m done there, you may not even want me back.�

�Naw,� Megan said.�
�Just don�t go turning into a drug dog on us.�

�Not likely!�� Don
grumbled.� He much preferred the wider
range of cases that the FBI handled.� And
his team here.

They were almost done with their case reviews when Will
finally called Don back.� Don picked up
his phone before it could play more than a few notes of �Smuggler�s Blues.��

�Hey,� Don said.�
�What�s going on?�

�I�m outside, come out and talk?�

�Okay.�� He turned to the
others and said, �I�ll be back in a few minutes.�

Will was leaning on the railing outside and looking across
downtown LA.� His face was serious.

�Will?�� Don
asked.�

�I told them I wouldn�t do it, that it was a bad idea,� Will
said quietly, still not looking at him. �But they wouldn�t listen.� I�ve got no choice, sorry.�

Don leaned on the rail next to him.� �Would it be so terrible to work with me?�

�Undercover, as I�ve told you before, I�m other people.� But with you, I�m myself.� That�s one of the things I love about you so
much, you make me me.�� He finally looked at Don and Don saw the fear
in his eyes.� �How can I go undercover as
myself?�

Putting his hand on Will�s arm, Don said, �I don�t know, but
I have a feeling you�ll be okay � you�re good at your job.�

�Yeah, how am I gonna be able to do my job if I�m worried
about you?�

Don stiffened.� �I can
look after myself.�

�I know, I know,� Will said tiredly.� �I just never wanted you to have to see the
ugly world I live in.�

Don gave a soft snort of laughter.� �That sounds just like something I�d say to
Charlie.� I�m tougher than Charlie,
Will.�

Will�s lips moved into the beginnings of a smile.� �I don�t know, some of those math debates can
be pretty rough.�

�Just think of the sort of insults they�d throw at each
other,� Don grinned.

Will smiled and shook his head.

�We�ll be okay,� Don said, squeezing Will�s arm.� �Who knows?�
It might even be fun.�
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