"But there's a new wrinkle in the case, Rebecca," Locke says as he gets back on topic. "The specifics... are all in the brief. There you go." Locke goes to hand the file to Samantha but Luke quickly grabs it. "She's ready, Becca."

"She's nine," Makenzie repeats what Luke had said before with a glare.

"This is the only unit of CT17 in existence. And this Snowflake is now in the hands of a rogue MI6 operative in London," Locke explains as Luke begins to go through the file before coming across the picture of the MI6 operative. Luke raises his eyebrow at the fact that the agent is actually a woman.

"Dad, are all criminals that pretty?" Samantha asks as she takes notice of the picture.

"No, she is unusually attractive," Luke answers as he looks over at his daughter before catching Makenzie's frown. "But no where near as beautiful as our favorite past criminal."

"Nice save," Makenzie whispers to Luke as Samantha smiles at her father.

"And she's more deadly," Locke says as he taps on the photo of the agent before staring at Luke while explaining. "Last night, she was part of an MI6 team tasked with securing the virus. She then proceeded to kill her entire black ops squad." Locke looks over at Samantha as he explains the next part. "She stabbed one guy in the chest using a brick. Do you know how hard that is? To stab someone using a brick?"

"Get to the point," Luke orders since he doesn't like Locke telling his daughter these things. Makenzie's eyebrows raise in shock as she looks at the picture of the woman again. Makenzie knew that there was no way that the woman had been the one to use the brick because the woman has a smaller build than her and she wasn't even strong enough to do something like that. The woman must have been set up.

"The point is there's no sharp edge. How did she get an entire brick into another person's chest? She either had to be really strong, or the other person had to have been, like, born without like, bones," Locke explains which causes Luke to roll his eyes.

"Get to the larger point," Luke demands as he slightly glares at Locke.

"She stole the Snowflake. She went totally off-grid," Locke finally explains the current situation. That pretty much confirms Makenzie's feeling of the woman being set up.

"Who's this?" Luke asks as he pulls another photo out of the file.

"That's the scientist who we believe created the virus," Locke answers as he looks at the surveillance photo of the man.

"Great. Where do I find him?" Luke says as he puts the photo back into the file.

"He's off-grid, too. Impossible to find. Maybe dead," Locke answers with a slight shrug.

"You're very helpful, Locke," Makenzie says sarcastically with a frown.

"And you're the world's best tracker with one of the world's best criminals. I'm sure you'll both figure something out," Locke says as he leans towards Luke and Makenzie.

"Oh, no, no, no, no. I'm DSS, you're CIA. I don't work for you," Luke quickly says as he shakes his head.

"And I don't work for anyone," Makenzie agrees as she crosses her arms across her chest.

"Your boss loaned you out. You do now, dickface," Locke says with a smirk as he points at Luke.

"What did you call me?" Luke asks as he slightly slams his hands onto the table, causing Locke to shrink back in his seat.

"Hey, hey, hey! Let's just settle down. All right?" Locke says as he tries to get over the scare. "I've already got a black site running in London. There's an operative there. Top of his game. He'll be your contact."

"I don't need anybody else. I work alone besides with Kenz," Luke says as he shakes his head once again.

"We got bigger problems than your fragile ego. Or the fact that a moment ago, I most definitely shit my pants," Locke says as he lets his panic leave his body, causing Makenzie to wrinkle her nose in absolute disgust. "The entire world is at stake here, all right? This thing gets out, we're looking at a lot of liquified organs. And I mean, like, everywhere. And not just yours and mine." Locke points at Samantha while trying to use his other hand to hide the fingering that is pointing.

"Uh, he knows I can see him, right?" Samantha asks as she looks at her father confused.

"He knows nothing, Jon Snow," Luke says as he leans back while quoting from Game of Thrones, causing Samantha to lightly laugh as Luke winks at her.

"So, what's it gonna be, Becky? You gonna partner up?" Locke questions as Luke looks back over at him before looking over at Makenzie.

"You know I'm always down for an adventure," Makenzie tells him with a smile, though deep down she knew that she needed to figure out what was going on with her.

"We're in," Luke answers him with a nod.

"Course you are," Locke says with a smirk.

"Do you remember what I told you in Rwanda?" Luke asks as he slightly glares at Locke.

"It still burns?" Locke asks as he tries to remember.

"No. The other thing," Luke says as he shakes his head.

"Stop watching me sleep," Locke says as he raises his eyebrows in excitement because he thinks he got it.

"I said "We are not friends at all"," Luke repeats what he had said in Rwanda.

"Best friends," Locke corrects him in a whisper.

"And to watch your..." Luke adds.

"Wash your back," Locke says as he interrupts Luke. "Yeah. I remember."

"Watch your back," Luke corrects him, causing Makenzie to shake her head at the two men.

"A lot of back. I gotcha," Locke says with a nod as a smile grows on his face. "Hey... Same old Hobbs. Huh?"

"Same old Locke," Luke says with a smile before they do a handshake. "All right, who's on the case?"