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Napoleon sat on the cold table waiting for the doctor. The team had just come back from a raid and he had been cut real bad down his left arm. He thought it was nothing, all he needed was a pain reliever potion and he'd be fine, but the boss said there could be poisons in it or even infected. So now he was here in this cold room waiting for a doctor. Napoleon had never actually been here. He never actually got hurt that he had to come here. Just then the door opened and a beautiful girl walked into the room.

"Napoleon O'Connell?"

"Yes, that's me." If Napoleon was his usual self he would have started to flirt with this girl but he was starting to feel a bit weak. She had her back to him fiddling with some things in the cabinets around them.

"How did you hurt your arm?" she questioned.

"A raid, there was a sharp piece of metal sticking out of the wall and I fell into it."

She sucked in air. "Oww" she said contorting her face into a pained expression. She looked over at him and smiled and he smiled back. Wow he thought to himself she is gorgeous. She approached him with all her materials and began to poke and prod at his arm. A half hour later and a sore arm, she was finished. Napoleons arm was wrapped and in a sling, "Only for a few days" she had told him.

Napoleon got home late as always. He threw his keys on the table and began removing his shoes. He had a small yet comfortable flat. He thought he did pretty well for himself considering he came from practically nothing. Napoleon was an orphan for as long as he could remember. After leaving the refuge he had started at the agency and worked his way up through the ranks. Now he made a fair amount of money, he wasn't rich, but he did well. The only thing he felt was missing was a girl.

As he settled himself in bed he began thinking of the girl from the infirmary that day. She was beautiful, and he hoped he could one day find a girl like her.

"Napoleon. Go have your eye looked at"

"Boss, it's a scratch, really I'm-"

"Napoleon!"

"Yes boss" On his way down to the infirmary he realized he would see the gorgeous doctor again. This made him a bit happy, he had been having a really bad day and to see the beauty again would make things better for a while.

"Can I help you?" asked the old nurse behind the desk.

"Yeah, I was told to come down here and get my eye looked at-"

"Second door on the left, she'll be in there in a few minutes."

"Alright, then. Thanks" Napoleon said walking into the door on his left.

Finally after some wait, she entered the room. "That's some cut you've got there" she said putting her clipboard down and walking over to him. "How you get that?" she stared at the cut, it was about an inch long and was right over his temple.

"Got in a fight with a guy during one of the missions this afternoon." he winced when she touched the area around the cut.

"That's no good" she commented while looking at the cut. While she was staring at his cut, their faces only a foot apart, Napoleon was staring into her eyes. Her eyes were amazing, they had this sparkle in them that seamed infinite. They were a deep green that you could get lost in. Before he could stop himself, he had spoke his thoughts. "Your eyes are beautiful" he murmured still staring into her eyes. When he said this she looked at him and realized he had been staring at her and she blushed and muttered a quick "oh" in response.

Normally she would have blown this off with a thanks and a flirtatious smile but there was something different about the look he gave her, it was so genuine. "Thanks" she said trying to regain her composure. He's a guy she told herself, stop acting like an idiot.

"What's your name?" He asked a bit quietly. He realized she was a tad shocked by his comment before and he didn't want to scare her off. She looked up at him, trying to read his eyes, his thoughts.

She didn't know why this guy was having this effect on her. "Nikki" she said more confidently.

"Nikki" he said, testing her name on his tongue. He swept up her hand and kissed it gently, "The names O'Connell. Napoleon O'Connell." Nikki giggled at his charm.

"Yes I know" She said. He smiled at her and she smiled back. She's got a great smile he thought to himself. "Alright, well it's just a small scratch" she whispered an incarnation and it disappeared. "And I think you'll be fine. Maybe I'll see you around" she said as she headed for the door. Napoleon jumped off the table and over to her.

"Would you like to have dinner with me?" he asked enthusiastically.

Nikki blushed and then smirked, "I can't, I've got to much work to do-"

"Tomorrow?"

"I can't" she said while walking down the hall and entering a new room. The old woman nurse behind the desk stared at him in disbelief. "She wants me" he told her nonchalantly, she just kept staring at him so he left the infirmary. He wasn't going to give up that easily.

Napoleon just got off the lunch line and scanned the cafeteria for a seat. He saw a few of his buddies and on his way to their table his eyes fell across a brunette in the corner of the room. It was Nikki, she was reading a book as her half eaten lunch got cold. He sat himself across from her, and she looked up to see who had decided to sit with her. When she saw who it was she lifted her eyebrow and smirked.

"Ah, Mr.O'Connell"

"What are you reading there luv?"

"Far From Silver Bay" Napoleons curious look didn't waver, "It's about a woman, and there's this guy, and he's in love with her so one day after they have sweet passionate sex, she chops off his penis and then hacks him away with an axe."

Napoleon had a look of horror on his face. "Really?" he said a bit shakily.

Nikki broke out in laughter "No, I'm sorry" she said between laughs, Napoleon started laughing too. "You should have seen the look on your face"

"Ha, ha very funny"

"Aww, come on now...you have to admit that was a bit funny"

"Yeah maybe...so what are you doing for dinner tonight"

"Actually I've got a date" she said sheepishly

"Do you?" Napoleon said a bit taken aback. It didn't surprise him though, she was beautiful.

"Yes, and I must get back to my desk" she said standing up and collecting her things "See you around." Nikki was flattered, this guy Napoleon was very persistent. He was one of those people that could obviously get along with everyone in a weird dorky kind of way. He was well built and very cute. He looked unkept and scruffy but at the same time charming. He had the bad boy kind of image, with a few piercing in his face. Also unlike everyone else, instead of wearing their standard uniform, he wore ripped jeans that hung loosely on him and band T-shirts. He seemed interesting and a tad wild, the last thing she needed in her life right now was chaos.