A/N – Someone posted an anonymous comment on the last chapter basically writing this fic off as childish and unrealistic. Well, whoever that was, you didn't have the balls/ovaries to sign in to criticise my work in that little comment of yours, so this author's note is all the response you'll get.

Thanks to Kasia at Almeida Is God for the idea of Jamey and Milo having a relationship and wanting Mason to be involved.

Milo saw her for the first time in years and as he sat down next to her, he remembered the last time he and Jamey Farrell had been alive and in the same place. Sure, they argued a lot, but it was more like a brother-sister, sibling rivalry kind of relationship. As they looked at each other and smiled, both were speechless. Neither knew exactly what to say to the other, as if they were strangers who had met by chance.

“It's good to see you again, Jamey,” Milo said, truly meaning it. For him, the worst event that day had been seeing Jamey being rushed out of CTU.

“Good to see you too,” Jamey replied. Their rivalry had always been respectful, and both of them knew that they were equals.

“I can't believe she did it,” Milo said. He wasn't just talking about Jamey's murder, but also about Nina's betrayal. He had seen her as loyal, intelligent and very sexy – although he would never have admitted to the slight crush he had had on her – and to find out what Nina Myers really was, it changed him. He had become wary of the kind of people Nina had been like, and when he was at CTU Denver, this wariness had almost cost him his job.

“She fooled us all, Milo,” Jamey replied. She had never suspected Nina of being anything other than loyal to her country, even after the key card incident. Even when she had been found out, Nina seemed firm but sympathetic.

One of the main social hubs of Nueva Los Angeles was a bar called Cielo, the Spanish word for Heaven. It was pretty much like any bar back in the Living World, and was a spacious building which could hold hundreds of people. One of those hundreds was Nina, who was sat by herself nursing a drink. Noticing her, George Mason decided to join her.

“Hello, Nina,” he said in a smooth voice as he slid onto the cushioned wooden bench that served as seating. Nina smiled at him, and knew that even in the Afterlife, Mason wanted to get into her pants.

“Hello, George,” Nina replied. If George had known she was considering starting a relationship with him before her arrest – strictly for her cover, of course – he would have creamed himself many times over.

“We never really got to know each, did we? I mean, outside of work and all,” George asked. Most of what he knew of Nina was either from what other people had told him, or their few meetings at Division, CTU and after her arrest. As he looked into her deep blue eyes, he realised that the Nina in front of him wasn't Nina the actress who had fooled everyone, nor was she Nina the terrorist, who had been pardoned for her help in finding the nuke. It was the real Nina, and so far George found the real Nina very, very attractive.

“Nope,” Nina replied, trying to keep the mood light. She took a sip from her drink and wondered just what she would think of George if she did get to know him. At work, he had always been a bit sleazy, but she hoped that he wasn't truly like that.

“I always used to wonder why you were so defensive of Jack, but now I know. Your cover was helped by staying close to him,” George said. Back when they were both alive and working at CTU, it was obvious to everyone that something had happened between Nina and Jack. After Nina's arrest, with the benefit of hindsight, Nina's true motive for being Jack's friend had seemed so clear , much to George's private disappointment. He knew that someone who had seen Nina's loyalty then found out why that loyalty was so strong would probably be very cynical afterwards.