This is spying. Isn't it FUN?

[neverwrongagent]

Brody attending the meeting Walker had so casually mentioned turned into a three ring circus. More than one person involved was convinced the whole thing was a wild goose chase, including Carrie occasionally. If she hadn't seen Walker as up close and personal as she had when they were first rescued, she could have been convinced. Maybe sending Brody to a regular meeting for returning vets who were also Muslim was just a kind of fuck you from a man who felt he'd been betrayed by a brother soldier. Or it could be something much more sinister. The problem was, no one could really figure out what that sinister was supposed to be. Carrie continued to maintain that Brody had no idea what was going on.

The questions Brody faced right after the meeting ranged from if he knew any of the people there already to how was he planning to overthrow the US government. When the questions headed that way a majority of the time, Carrie called foul and got Brody out of there. With full understanding of the irony involved, they had decided that the cover that would work best with his family was that he was working with other vets on integrating back into the world. Carrie would have felt a lot worse about that if it was just being used to cover up them fucking around. She still felt pretty shitty about it given how much stress it was putting on him.

They took their own cars back to her place. She got there before him and immediately opened a fresh bottle of wine, leaving a full glass on the counter for him, then she went upstairs to change into something decidedly less official looking.

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[posterboymarine]

His family mostly buying the cover, since he'd been having such a hard time anyway. But the meeting, that meeting was very close to being a deal breaker. And the interrogation afterward... He almost walked away and never came back.

Only Carrie kept him there. Only the fact that he knew he would lose her if he left kept him there. And it made him follow her home.

He sat in his car for a few minutes after he got there, slightly torn about what he was doing. Then he was going inside, where he found the glass of wine waiting for him.

He took a few sips, then checked the fridge, to see if that situation had improved, or if they would be ordering out.

[neverwrongagent]

After a couple days with no forward motion on much of anything, Carrie's bruises had blossomed and then started to fade. Saul was still seriously unhappy with her, enough that Carrie was getting jumpy being around him. And a jumpy Carrie was no good to anyone. The idea of going somewhere to be truly alone sounded better and better with every passing moment. She could only think of one safe place with no bugs.

She told Brody to pack for as many days as he thought he could get away, even if it was only one. They'd leave from her place.