She stood quietly in front of the monitors, watching the blond haired human male pace with what she perceived as nervousness in the isolated room. All that he had asked for had been placed in the room, including a very large cotton bed.

Being a scientist, she was excited to watch this form of species mate. She had heard about human mating rituals but had yet to see any in action.

She frowned, remembering the human Sepharan whom she spoke to earlier. A very detestable man and dominating, far too ephemeral to be a leader of the human race. She knew that this man and this THRUSH with whom they were temporarily working were not being honest about who they were and what they stood for.

Sepheran had said that THRUSH was a force for good. But she knew that he was not, nor was this THRUSH. The Specified Monitors were not needed to confirm this, just seeing their methods gave them away. She would have had them discarded long ago however at this time they were useful. When she was finished with her research she would rid the Earth of these particular evil beings.

Staring at the blond haired creature she resisted the urge to smile. The one called Illya had asked for several interesting items to help him mate with the dark haired one. Humans are so naive thinking that she would fall for his Nitroglycerin trick. As if she and her people did not understand the mechanics of chemicals. It was obvious he was planning an escape but waiting for his Mate to be brought to him. Smiling now, she nodded her head. 'He will be surprised what he would find in place of his requested materials.' Taking a step back she relished what was to come. Her eyes now glued to the room.

She had told the blond that he and his friend would be released once they mated and provided them with a child but now she was no longer certain she would release them. Returning them to her world and placing them in a more secure habitat, she was sure she could learn even more from these creatures. Information that will lead her people on in conquering this chaotic and violent world.

These two were the key. Yes, she had many plans for them.

The doors opened and she watched the dark haired one thrown into the room. The dark haired one would have fallen on the floor if the blond one had not caught him. Now they stared at each other. Looking at each other without speaking.

'Is this love?'

.........

"Illya?" Napoleon gasped softly unable to look into Illya's eyes.

"Napoleon?"

"I don't know what happened...I don't know how or why but I couldn't control my body and I ...I nearly killed you..." The guilt and pain was written all over Napoleon's face.

Illya shook his head and wrapped his arms tightly around his friend and partner wishing to take away his friend's pain at once.

"Napoleon...there is no time for guilt...it is alright... I know it wasn't you...that woman who captured us told me that she had used some kind of control mechanism to bring us back to them...it wasn't your fault."

Staring up at Illya, Napoleon took a breath and nodded his guilt lessoning when he saw those blue eyes stare at him with forgiveness.

"Besides, Right now we are in big trouble."

"So what else is new?" Gathering himself up, he paused and only then realized Illya was naked.

"Ah, why are you without your clothes..." Napoleon then spotted the large bed in the center of the room. "And why is there only one bed....ah, what kind of trouble?" Facing Illya he saw his Russian start to redden in the face as he replied. Napoleon waited for the shoe to drop.

"Trouble as in, how would you like to be the father of my children?"

Napoleon's mouth dropped open. The shoe had dropped!