Secret Partners  

 Please note: This story is a series premiere! It will began a series of
the same name: "Secret Partners". Each story will stand alone (uh, sorta)
and involve Meg and Ben getting together, so if this is not you cut of
tea, RUN! RUN NOW! 

 Disclaimers: Not mine. Never will be. Wish they were. No infringement
intended.All the characters belong to Alliance and any other property
holders of DueSouth. 

 SECRET PARTNERS 

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 by Jackee C. 

 "Good afternoon, ladies and gentleman. We are currently approaching
Chicago O'hare International Airport, USA. The temperature in the windy
city is a beautiful 73 degrees. At this time we'd like to ask you to
return to your seats and prepare for landing. The local..." 

 As the pilot's voice droned smoothly on, a meaningful look passed between
the dark-haired man and woman sitting in seats 9A and 9B. The feared
moment was at hand. 

 "We're almost there," she said. 

 "It was inevitable," he replied, his voice steady, making lie of the
emotions that played in his eyes. Taking her hand, he continued, "We knew
it would come to this, but we'll be facing it together." 

 Her eyes drifted nervously away. "It'd probably be better if we waited a
little while before going public. I have some things I'd like to take care
of first, a-and the regulations regarding this sort of thing are a little
iffy..." 

 "Meg?" the man spoke softly, trying to catch her eyes. 

 "...And they'd want to conduct an informal inquiry to be sure nothing
illegitimate has taken place that might damage the reputation of the..." 

 "Meg?" he called again, this time gently tilting her face so she'd have
to look at him. 

 But she continued to speak faster, breathlessly, "...all of that is aside
from the fact that, given our current positions, immediate censure--" 

 He ended the jumbled words with a soft kiss. 

 "We haven't committed a crime," he assured her, smiling softly. "The
appropriate regulations must simply be applied." 

 Meg looked into those blue eyes and wondered why she couldn't seem to
control the insanity that overtook her brain where this man was concerned.
She felt certain she knew what application of those 'regulations' would
mean. Separation. She wasn't ready for that...not yet. 

 "Ben," she spoke softly. 

 "Yes?" 

 "Promise me you won't tell anyone we're married." 

 End. 

 The story that follows this one in the series is:
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