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“Cut it,” he said from behind clenched teeth.

They both stopped arguing.

“Damn, I’ve been trying to get them to shut up forever. That was impressive,” Jenner said.

“You haven’t said a damned thing,” El said.

“Exactly.”

Ian could sense another argument starting, this time between El and Jenner. He didn’t have the time or the patience for that.

“Any news?”

Eden’s smile faded a bit. “No. It’s annoying.”

“Who is on rounds?”

“Miller, Brown, and Ellison are on overwatch,” Jenner said.

Ian nodded, then rubbed the back of his neck, frustration filling him. He liked action. After years in his job for MI-6, he should be good at waiting. But he wasn’t. Not anymore. Maybe it was spending time around his sister, who seemed to always be in motion. Or maybe he had just grown sick of the game of being a sniper. Stalking a target could take weeks.

Or maybe it was because of the woman currently taking a shower.

“Something about this is bothering me,” Jenner rumbled out.

“There’s a lot that bothers me,” he said sarcastically.

“Yeah, I get that your woman is under threat.”

Ian opened his mouth to refute the your woman claim, but no words came out.

“Can’t say it, can you?” the former medic asked.

Ian crossed his arms over his chest and scowled at him. “Did something happen?”

The smirk Jenner sent his way told him he wasn’t buying Ian’s diversionary tactics.

“We said no. Miko finally went in to take a nap,” Eden said.

She made some kind of face and motioned with her head at Jenner, who was grumbling under his breath.

“What’s that about?”

She leaned closer to Ian and said in a stage whisper, “Our medic has an issue with our shrink.”

“She isn’t a shrink. She’s a profiler.” Then, apparently realizing he gave into her bait, Jenner said, “I don’t have a problem with Andersen.”

Ian, happy to not be the person on the hot seat at the moment, decided to play along. After studying Jenner for a moment, he looked at Eden, who was grinning at him.

“Yeah, why do you think he has a problem with Miko?”

Eden shrugged. “Not sure.”

“Hey, assholes, I’m right here.”

They both looked at him, then turned back to each other.

“Seems to be protesting a little too much for someone who doesn’t have a problem with our newest team member,” Ian said.