Nicholos woke up bright and early in the morning. He looked down to
see Bandit sleeping peacefully at the foot of the bed. Sitting up and
stretching, he took a look around the room. Nothing came to him, but
he was getting used to it. Climbing out of bed, Nicholos slid a pair
of black pants up his legs before heading into the kitchen for a cup
of coffee. He stopped outside of Kat's room, wondering if he should
wake her up or not.

Kat was stretched out on her belly peacefully sleeping. Little Onyx
was stretched out right next to her. Her loose hair was going every
which way and during the night she had kicked the blankets to the end
of the bed. Leaving her lying exposed in her boxer shorts and tank
top. She loved Sunday's, where she could do absolutely nothing and
sleeping in past six am.

Nicholos peaked into the room and couldn't help the smile that lit his
face as he watched Kat and Onyx sleeping. Feeling a furry head bump
against his leg, he made sure that Bandit didn't decide to go and jump
on the bed waking them up. Walking into the kitchen, Nicholos put the
coffee pot on to brew that coffee he had been wanting. While he
waited, he silently crept back into Kat's room and sat down on the
edge of the bed. He smiled as he watched her sleeping peacefully,
before looking over to the clock.

Feeling something heavier than Onyx move the bed, Kat mumbled in her
sleep and slowly rolled over onto her back. She wasn't really awake
more like a little sleep. Kat senses could have sworn she smelt
coffee but he wasn't enough to wake her up yet.

Nicholos continued to watch her. It was barely past eight and for some
reason he sensed that Kat would want to sleep in for another hour.
Well at least he could have some fun with this. Standing up and
stepping back out of the room, Nicholos grabbed an ice cube out of the
freezer before returning to the room. He sat back down on the bed, and
noticed Kat's bare abdomen where her tank top had ridden up a little
bit. With an evil little smirk on his face, he slowly and teasingly
ran the ice cube against her bare flesh.

The moment the cold tingling feeling hit her stomach her eyes snapped
open with a yelp. Her hand flung out and hit Onyx causing her to wake
up with a small cry. Kat looked around to see what the source of the
cold was and noticed Drake sitting there with an ice cube in his hand.
"You ass!" She flung her hang at him smacking him in the arm before
pushing back her hair out of her face.

Kat slowly slide out of bed and went over picking up Onyx before going
back over to the bed. "Did I hurt you…?" She cooed rubbing the back
of her ears.

Nicholos began to silently laugh as he rubbed his arm where she'd hit
him. "I seem to recall waking you up this way a couple of times...."
he teased, running the ice cube down her arm as he settled behind her
on the bed.

Reaching out with his other hand, Nicholos scratched Onyx behind the
ears as Bandit jumped up onto the bed with them. "She looks perfectly
fine to me."

Kat looked at him and rolled her eyes. "So the only thing you start
remembering is the way you torture me in the morning." She couldn't
help but grumble and push her tank top strap up onto her shoulder again.

It was harder than she thought it was going to be. He was so close to
her and she wanted him to remember everything but he didn't. He
didn't even know his own name… "Well I did smack her when you woke me
up."

"What about those other things I started to remember last night at the
club, Kitten?" Nicholos asked, pushing the strap back down with a
smirk. "And as I recall, this torture usually led to other
activities...." he continued, jumping back to the topic at hand. He
continued sliding the melting ice cube from her shoulder, under her
hair and across the backs of her shoulders.

Kat couldn't help but close her eyes slowly at the chill but quickly
remember what he was talking about and quickly got up off the bed.
She cleared her throat and pushed her strap back up before glancing at
him. "I smell coffee." Kat explained putting Onyx down before
heading for the door. She couldn't let him in until he completely
remembered everything; she kept telling herself that over and over again.

Nicholos let out a frustrated groan. He got up and headed into the
kitchen. The coffee had almost finished brewing when he walked in and
threw the mostly melted ice cube into the sink. "How am I supposed to
remember when you keep pulling back? Or when you don't tell me
something? I mean come on.... I've been reading up on this stuff....
There's almost always a trigger of some sort that helps."

"Because I was ordered not to." Kat said in a flat tone. She wanted
to let him in, she really did. Walking over once the coffee was done
she took one of the two mugs and poured herself some coffee.

Nicholos reached over and grabbed himself a cup of coffee as well.
Black, just the way he liked it. He reached up suddenly and started
rubbing at his right temple, a small ache coming on. "What happened in
France?" he asked out of nowhere.

"Huh?" Kat looked over at him pouring in her half and half. She
poured in a few tablespoons of sugar after and slowly started stirring.

"France.... priest.... white dress...." he muttered, still trying to
work the out the pain. "Mission...."

Kat stared at him, "ok that's one memory you shouldn't remember right
now…" She explained to him going over to get a bowl of cereal.

He smirked slowly, getting a good mental picture of Kat in his mind.
He was remembering slowly, sure. But it was something. He walked over
to her, taking a long swig of his coffee as he put his hand over hers,
trapping her between himself and the counter. "And why shouldn't I be
remembering our wedding?" he asked. "It's got to be a good thing that
I'm remembering something right?"

"You don't even remember your name… You think your Nicholos." Kat
explained trying to ignore him and go about getting her bowl so she
could get some Special K.

"Andrews...." Nicholos replied. He wasn't about to back down, not when
he was so close....

"That's your last name yes…" Kat said softly before walking over to a
cabinet and pulling out a box of Special K pouring some into her bowl.

He took another long swig of his coffee as he searched the memory that
was slowly coming back. He opened the refrigerator and pulled out the
milk, passing it to Kat. "Um.... Drake.... Drake Maxwell Andrews..."
he all but whispered.

"Just because you remember your name doesn't mean you remember who you
are… you've been gone several months…" Kat explained to him softly
not looking at him as she took the milk and went to grab a banana to
cut up into her cereal.

"I trying dammit...." Nicholos/Drake replied. He leaned against the
counter, his head against the cabinet behind him and his eyes closed.

"You're trying to hard… that's the problem…" She told him, grabbing a
knife and peeling the banana. "Doctor Evans said it might be harmful
if you force your self to remember."

"I just want my life back.... I want you back...."

"It'll come back… just don't try so hard." Kat looked over at him
before pouring milk over her cereal returning it to the refrigerator.

Nicholos/Drake nodded as he made his way over to the fridge. He pulled
out a couple of eggs and grabbed a skillet.

She needed keep her self distant from him, or at least try. Kat
looked over to what he was doing, "bottom cabinet." She pointed to
where all her pans were and gathered up her coffee and cereal before
heading into the living room to turn on the news.

Drake nodded in her direction as he leaned down and grabbed the
skillet. Just as he was about to stand back up, he misjudged the
counter top and banged his head hard on it. He fell to the ground, the
eggs cracked making a nice mess and the skillet landed with a loud
thud. Bandit let out a bark and moved over to check on his master.

Kat had just sat down and turned on the TV when she heard a loud thud
coming from the kitchen. "Nicholos?" She forced herself to say.
There was no answer. "Drake?" She tried before slowly getting up and
heading over to the kitchen. Her eyes widened seeing him on the floor
and quickly went to his side.

"Oh my god!" She shook him and rolled him over tapping his face trying
to wake him up. "Wake up!"

Drake let out a loud groan, reaching out and grabbing whoever's hands
were slapping him in the face. He knew that voice. "Kitten, stop it.
I'm awake. If you wanted to continue what we started...." he began.

"You ok?!" She asked quickly checking his head making sure he wasn't
bleeding. Kat wasn't even paying attention to what he was saying; she
just wanted to make sure he was ok.

Drake caught her hands again, pulling them against his chest. "Yeah,
I'm perfectly fine. Now that I have you back in my arms right where
you belong." he replied. Reaching up, he brushed her hair out of her
eyes with a soft smile.

Kat didn't know what to do. She quickly got up and looked down at
him. "This isn't funny…" She said softly, he didn't know who he was.
Kat turned heading back out to her cereal and news.

Drake was now confused. He got up, heading into the living room and
sitting down in front of Kat. "I've been gone for two years and all
you can say is "This isn't funny..."? Kitten, you sure have some way
to welcome your husband home after two years of not seeing me." he stated.

Kat stared at him mid chew. "What do you remember?" She mumbled with
her mouth full of cereal.

"Everything..." Drake stated. He turned slightly, grabbing the remote
and turning off the TV. Returning his attention to Kat he took the
bowl and spoon from her before setting them on the coffee table. "Like
you have this cute panther paw on your left hip." he said, pressing
his fingers softly against her hip through the material of her boxer
shorts. "The fact that I can't take you anywhere near a pound or
animal shelter. If I do, I might as well go back to school so that
none of the animals you pick out gets sick."

"You remember…" She said softly trying to hold in her tears that were
forming in her eyes. Nicholos wouldn't know that… "I don't
understand… you think your Nicholos…" He had been back for almost two
weeks, how could he remember so quickly.

"Kitten, I haven't used that alias in years." he rubbed the knot on
his head. He remembered finally coming home, and then it all clicked.
"Hey, I'm home now. I'm sorry if I scared you. Must've taken a hit too
hard to the head while I was away."

Kat took in a deep breath before letting it out slowly. This was too
much to handle. "We need to tell Doctor Evans… and Director Shaw."
She looked at him. "Do you remember them?"

"Yeah, Director Shaw is the lady that brought me into our new job and
Doctor Evans is the doctor who looked me over when I came home. Can we
at least wait until I've had some time with my wife?" he asked with a
soft smile as he ran a finger across her cheek.

This was way too much to handle right now, one minute he's Nicholos
and the next he hits his head and is Drake again. "I need to call
Doctor Evans." She told him getting up grabbing the phone. She
wanted to make sure this wasn't some weird side affect thing and he'd
not remember again in a few hours.

Drake stood up. He placed a kiss on Kat's temple while she made the
phone call. "I'll go grab a shower and get dressed then."

"Mmhmm…" Kat mumbled and headed for her bedroom shutting the door
behind her and sat on the bed dialing the Evan's house number. About
ten minutes later she walked out of her room and set the phone down
before plopping down on the couch.

Drake came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.
"What'd the good doctor say?" he asked when he saw Kat on the couch.

"He said it's possible that by hitting your head could cause you to
remember… but he wants you to come in first thing in the morning so he
can check you out." Kat said softly before looking at him.

"Then I'll go and see him in the morning. Though I must say that I'm
glad to be myself again." Drake replied. "What would you like to do
for the rest of the day?"

"I don't know…" Kat said softly staring at him. "This is weird for
me…The past two weeks you have been someone else."

"Hmmmm...." Drake thought aloud. "I'm sorry that you had to go through
that, Kat. If I could change it, you know that I would. But I can't."

Kat huffed and ran her hand through her hair. "What else do you
remember?" She asked him, wanting to hear other things he remembered.

Drake smiled as he came around the couch and sat down beside Kat.
"Let's see.... You sometimes like to have time all to yourself, just
to do whatever you want to do. You like to go horseback riding
occasionally, you are a demolitions expert and if there was a bomb
strapped to me you're the only person I'd trust to disarm it. And you
used to love it when I'd wake you up in the morning with an ice
cube..." he teased.

"No that's your idea of being funny…" Kat narrowed her eyes at him and
turned towards him more. She stared at him for a minute; there was
something in his eyes something familiar. It was just killing her,
without hesitation she leaned forward crushing her lips against his.

"No, that's me getting you're cute ass up in the morning...." Drake
teased as he kept his eyes locked on Kat's until she pressed her lips
to his. He closed his eyes, and pulled her into his lap. He slid his
lips from hers and made his way down to her neck.

Kat straddled over his legs sitting down on his thighs as their kiss
continued. Her arms wrapped around his neck as his lips pressed
against her neck. She smiled and let out a content sigh. "I missed
you…" Kat whispered keeping her eyes closed.

"Missed you too...." Drake whispered as he stood up with Kat in his
arms. He made sure his hands were underneath her butt as he began to
carry her towards her bedroom. His lips never left her neck.

Kat couldn't help but let out a giggle and clung to him as he stood
up. Her legs wrapped around his waist, letting her lips kiss his
shoulder lightly as he walked towards her bedroom. She was so happy
to have him back, she missed him terribly.

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Agent Katrina Bachmeier "Fuse"
Explosive Expert
Ghosts, A.P.O

Agent Drake Andrews "Phoenix"
Aka Nicholos Kinsington
Weapons Specialist
Ghosts, A.PO