One

Sarah sat at her desk rubbing her temple from the headache that was slowly starting to form due to the fiasco with Gordon. Either she would get a call that he had killed or been killed. Frankly she didn't care as long as he was taken care of. Her door opened and a fresh faced woman walked in. She was young looking. Her face held excitement that would soon be taken care of.

Sarah motioned to the chair in front of her desk. She was in no mood for putting on a face smile for the girl. The girl nodded and walked over quickly sitting down. She smiled gently. Sarah swept her eyes over the girl. Just out of college she was hired. G.C.P.D didn't have a criminologist officially hired. Nygma should have been but he was more into the hard details and frankly very annoying.

"So, what made you want to work here?" Sarah spoke nearly wincing at the edge in her own voice. The girl however just smiled. She already had the job why not?

"I find the criminal mind facinatin', ma'am. How one person killing with a knife tell us so much just by how the mark lays, how deep, and so on." she spoke betraying her very southern accent. It was not very thick but just enough to create a soft twang to her words.

Sarah nodded sitting forward. The girl finally shifted nervously. She swept straightened brown hair behind her back and placed both hands in her lap. Her bright blue eyes scanned the room slowly taking the dark nature in. It was void of family pictures and felt cold. Sarah raised her eyebrow before sitting back.

"How old are you?" Sarah asked softly making the girl's gaze return to her.

"Turn 27 in a few days ma'am. Started college as soon as I left high school. Couldn't wait to get here... Well not here exactly but..." she trailed off turning pink.

Sarah hid a smile behind her hands. The girl was nervous and had a very bad filter, "What made you choose the G.C.P.D?" Sarah asked forcing the blushing girl to turn a deep shade of red.

"Well.. fresh out of college no money, no job, and a family all the way in Texas. I jumped on the first job that said yes." Sarah nodded once in appreciation of the girl's honesty. The door opened and the ladies looked to see Gordon and Harvey walking in.

"Alright, Mrs. March, go find Mr. Nygma. You will share an office with him and he will mentor you. If you have questions... ask him."

Kedae nodded sensing hostility filling the room quickly and gathered her things walking briskly from the room. The blinds shut and a soft click of the door was heard. She turned to look at the door a moment before taking a few steps forward. Who in the hell was Nygma?

People walked around her briskly. Eyes devoured her appearance before noses were turned up at her. She shivered once looking around for someone who looked pleasant. She walked along the outside of the box that the police worked in before choosing a hall at random to walk down.

Her heels clicked and her dress moved with her steps. Her hands clenched tightly around her coat and bag. Her anxiety kicked her ass as she walked down the halls with eyes following her every step. She felt like a piece of meat thrown into the cage with hungry lions. Her heart clenched with each snicker. Maybe she should have taken two doses of her medication this morning.

She began to walk faster looking for any sign of the Nygma man she was supposed to find. Her eyes flashing on the names on doors and walls hoping that soon she would find someone who didn't look like they would yell at her. She turned a corner briskly walking into something hard and falling back. Her face started to burn as papers flew.

A soft grunt came from the thing she hit and then a sigh. She braced herself for the screaming.

"Are you okay?" the voice was soft and concerned. Kedae looked up and nodded. The man straightened his glasses and offered a hand, "You look new and frightened. I am Edward Nygma, most call me Ed."

Kedae took the hand to help her stand and smiled gently sighing internally at the relief, "Kedae March, my friends call me K. Commissioner Essen sent me to find you I guess..."

"You are my new office buddy. I already have your stuff organized to the most optimized positions possible. The space is used very well... Hey did you know..."

As Edward spoke Kedae helped him gather his papers. She listened to him ramble on and on throwing out facts and trying to get her to guess riddles. She smiled awkwardly and tried to get out of them as best as she could.

He rambled her ear off on the way to their office and still didn't stop when she sat down to work on making her space her own. His voice became a constant buzz in her ear as he chasted her for using her space improperly. He reached over to put something in another spot and she shrunk back trying to become as small as possible. He pulled his hands back and gave her a strange look before rambling into something that made him smile. By the end of the day Kedae was leaning on her desk rubbing her temples.

"You know there are better ways to..." Edward began but Kedae gave a soft smile.

"Thank you, but I am going to go home and take a nice bath." As she stood and gathered her things Edward spoke again.

"A bath really wont help you'd need to..."

Kedae smiled again opening the door, "Good night, Mr. Nygma." she said closing the door behind her.

"Good Night." Edward replied into the empty room placing his hands in his pockets. He glanced at her desk and bit his lip before moving her stuff again.