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Classification: T for Teen (or used to be PG-13 or so)

Author's Notes: Just because she's too good to be true, does that
make her a problem?

Pairing: Unknown

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Cheri declined to join the others for dinner, taking the containers from Illya with a breathless thank you and retreating behind a closed and locked door. He could hear her cough, then silence. Troubled, he returned to the room he was sharing with Napoleon.

"Not joining us?"

"No. The cough is worse."

"Emergency Room?"

"Not yet. Check on her in a while." He tucked into his food and let silence fall.

A while later, Napoleon displayed the contents of his pockets. All of the items he carried, including his UNCLE pen, looked ancient, eaten away. His skin and his clothing were unmarred, although the wetting had ruined his suit just as immersion in water would have.

Illya examined each item and shook his head. "You are feeling no ill effects?"

"I didn't inhale any of the stuff. Or get it in my mouth."

"Ingestion could make a major difference. Just the consistency could explain the lung problem. We should leave now."

"If we were being chased, I'd agree. There aren't any flights out of Bangor until 6am."

"Hospitals?"

"Like you said, we'll check on her. You have a key?"

Illya nodded and produced the spare he'd picked up. "Connecting doors would have made more sense, but they did not have them next to each other."

Napoleon correctly deciphered this as the reason they were across the hall from Cheri. "Get some rest. I'll take first watch." Now why had he phrased it that way? The problem was handled. Only the THRUSH operatives were still loose. They'd reported their findings and the subsequent proceedings to New York as he drove. Waverly had seemed un-phased by their decision not to pursue THRUSH. That brought up questions.