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What does this mean?

Annie Walker has never felt like this. Sure she has dated other guys before but none of them had ever made her feel this way. When she's with him she feels her heart start to beat faster, her breathing picks up speed and sometimes she's just at a loss for words. One very good question is asked in her mind a lot lately, What does this mean? She wonders just what about him makes her feel like this.

Annie's pov

Is it his smile? Or maybe his unending faith in me? Or how he's always helping me through my missions? I thought to myself.

"Annie, earth to Annie Walker. You still with me there Walker?" Auggie's voice said bringing me out of my wondering as to what about him makes me feel… I don't even know how to classify it.

"Yeah I'm still here just got lost in thought," I replied with a slight blush of embarrassment spreading on my cheeks.

We were sitting in our favorite bar Allen's at our favorite table. And this is one of the moments where I was glad Auggie couldn't see me, because then he would know everything I felt for him even when I still have no idea exactly what it is I feel for him.

"Good thought I lost you for a moment there," he told me.

We stayed like that, just talking, having drinks until about 10 o'clock. Then we each caught a cab to head home, since we knew that we were too drunk to drive.

When I got into my bed, I'm pretty sure I fell asleep before my head even hit the pillow.

When I woke up the next morning I had a killer headache. I went to grab a Tylenol and some water. I took the Tylenol and went through my normal daily routine. I was just about to go jogging like I normally do on Saturdays when my phone rang.

"Hello?" I asked the caller.

"Hello Annie it's Joan I have mission for you," Joan – my boss – said.

"When do you want me in your office?" I said with a sigh.

"Well, since you sound like you just woke up, one hour. Okay?"

"Okay," I said before I hung up.

I then went for a run to wake up, it took me 15 minutes then I spent 5 minutes changing and packing for my impending mission. Then I spent the next 20 minutes driving to Langley and got there with 20 minutes to spare.

When I walked in I heard a voice greet me.

"Morning Walker," Auggie said to me.

"Morning Auggie, Joan called you in too?" I asked him.

"Yes, she did. Shall we go see what she wants?"

"Yes."

Auggie Anderson never felt this way with any other woman. But there was something about his best friend and the agent he handled in the CIA; Annie Walker. He couldn't quite figure out what it was, though, considering he had been blinded in Iraq he couldn't see what she looked like so he didn't feel this way because of how she looked. He guessed that it was how they just seem to connect, how she understood him better than anyone else. He knew he always felt like it was his job- not only has her handler or her friend – to make sure she got home safe and sound from every mission and make sure that she wasn't hurt in any way. Sometimes though he felt like it wasn't because she was his friend or that he was her handler, but because he didn't want to lose her or be unable to see her daily. What does this mean? He asked himself constantly.

Auggie's pov

What does this mean? Why do I feel like this whenever I'm with Annie? I asked myself.

Annie was going on yet another mission, this time to Russia. She was to leave in an hour. I hated when she was on a mission and I was stuck here listening to it all go down and more often than not go wrong. Although I bet I would hate being there if something went wrong too, but what I couldn't figure out was part of the reason as to why I feel like this about my best friend Annie Walker.

I was working on setting everything up and it was in place by 1 o'clock. I knew this was gonna be a long mission so I went to get myself a coffee. I continued to think about Annie and our relationship/ friendship.

"This is gonna be interesting," I said out loud.

Joan's pov

I knew that Annie loved Auggie and that he loved her, what kind of boss in the CIA I would be if I wasn't able to notice and determine when my employees were in love with each other. Hell it's so obvious to everyone but them that a pool has been started as to when they will get together. Thinking about that gave me an idea, I waited till Auggie went to get a coffee then went down to the rest of the DPD.

"I have an idea on how to get Annie and Auggie together, but I just need some help to put it into action," I told them.

They looked at each other then back at me and Stu said, "What can we do to help, Joan?"

"Well I need about three or four of you to help. You all can pick who those three or four are, when you decide meet me in my office, okay?"

They all nodded and I headed for my office, to see that my husband Arthur was there.

"Interfering in the love lives of your agents? I didn't think that you would do that," he told me.

"It's Annie and Auggie though, how long do you think it would take them to get together on their own?" I asked him.

"True, but you really think that they wouldn't get together themselves?"

"If it has taken this long so far I don't want to know how long it would take them to open up and admit it then start dating."

He was about to say something else when there was a knock on my door.

"My little helpers in my plan," I told Arthur as I asked him with my eyes to leave.

He walked out as Stu, Jai, another tech op, and another operative.

I closed the door and said, "Thank you four for helping me with this, now onto the plan…"

Yes, cliffhanger! Evil aren't I? I set you up to hear the plan but Drop off before you get to hear it! You have to wait to read what happens next!