Three hours later, Keith and I had been five, dammit, only five minutes from going home and getting ready for the big day tomorrow. But then a lead had been found, chatter on all the networks had increased, and an attack was probable. Now we were stuck here to stop the threat; hopefully without pulling an all nighter. It wasn't looking good since it was already 7:30 pm.

Of course I should have expected it, but I was hoping just once we'd get lucky. Just once the terrorists would take a break and let us get married. Keith had laughed at this when I told him earlier and so had I. It wasn't so funny now. How in the world could we stop this threat and still have the time needed to get ready for the wedding? There were still last minute preparations to be done and then we had to drive to Baltimore to be married at a park near Keith's parent's house. There was so much to do and so little time. I was stressing and I couldn't find a way to calm myself.

I rifled through the papers on my desk and got ready for the meeting in the Conference Room to discuss the current threat. I got up from my desk and turned around nearly bumping into Keith. He smiled softly and gently touched my arm. Just that touch calmed my nerves and I relaxed a little.