Dana nodded and grabbed one of Alice’s hands; "I know a lot about you Al… but it’s so different knowing you from afar and actually knowing you. I was only suppose to knock on your door that once, we had doubts that it was actually you in the hotel and I had to make sure. I came back the next night because I don’t know… because you surprised me. You were so friendly and wonderful that I felt compelled to come back the next night, just to get to know you a little more…"

"Really?" Alice asked, annoyed at how hopeful her voice sounded. She grinned slightly when the brunette nodded in response.

"Anyway I reported back to them that you were still in the area and thought that was it." Dana sighed as she brushed her hair out of her face. She looked up at Alice’s expectant face and smiled grimly. "I got a phone call late last night from a friend of mine in the service, telling me that a Charlie Alton had been suddenly put on the CIA, FBI… basically every target list in the country. She faxed me through the information, which had photo identification of you…"

"It’s my middle name, Charlotte," Alice explained quickly, making Dana look up at her. "When I joined, Shane suggested I take on an alias. She helped me set it up. But you probably knew all that…"

Dana smiled at this information before continuing; "The briefing suggested that you were alienating yourself from Xavier and co to assassinate one of the CIA heads."

"What? I don’t know anything about a CIA hit!" Alice exclaimed angrily, lighting up another cigarette. "This is bullshit!"

"You think it’s bullshit?" Dana asked. "My informant also sent me on information about your so called ‘target.’" Dana pushed a hand into her jean pockets and brought out a crumpled piece of paper, handing it to Alice.

"Tonya Doyle…" Alice read, looking up at Dana in shock. "Your girlfriend."

"How did you know that?" Dana asked suspiciously, grabbing the paper back from Alice. "I never told you her last name…"

"Xavier sent me to pick up some information on my next assignment a few hours ago," Alice explained. "I was told me next target was Tonya Doyle. I know all about her. I was assigned to kill her."

"That’s impossible Al. She’s a senior. She’s too high up."

"How long have you known that she worked there?" Alice asked curiously.

"Since this afternoon," Dana replied bitterly. Two years down the drain for a lying, possessive bitch. "She never said anything about it. I had no idea… that is until she put out the orders for you to be targeted."

"She did it?" Alice stopped for a minute to think about the situation. "Wow this is really fucked."

"Yeah," Dana agreed. "And now we’re screwed. They wont stop."

"Correction, I’m screwed," Alice said, looking at Dana seriously. "You don’t have anything to do with this… you should try and get as far away as possible for  awhile…"

Dana shook her head; "Al this isn’t just your problem. Something is fucked here and I doubt you’ll be able to do anything without some help."

"I have other people who can help me Dana," Alice replied angrily, trying to understand why Dana was being so stubborn about this. "But right now if you help me you’ll be targeted as well."

"So be it," Dana answered grimly. "Let Tonya target me. I’m not letting you go."