Daisy opened her eyes, head pounding. She was struggling to remember what had happened the night before. Groggily she pulled her plush duvet off her slim body and staggered to the bathroom. Staring at her reflection in her wall length mirror she really wished she had stayed in bed. Her eyes were bloodshot, yesterday's makeup smudged under her eyes. Splashing some water on her ashen face Daisy was suddenly hit with a flashback of last night.

After the successful mission, saving the Prime Minister from becoming mutant dog food, her parter Blane had persuaded her to go celebrate by having a drink. Looking into his chocolate eyes Daisy lost the will to say no. So to the pub they went.

Groaning at her stupidity and lack of self control, she poured herself an extra large cup of coffee, black, to try and get rid of her hangover. A loud moaning sound coming from the couch caused her to jump and spill boiling hot coffee on her hand. A looming black figure heaved themselves from the couch and approached Daisy.

"Blane!" she shrieked, "what the hell are you doing here? I thought you went home after dropping me off."

Looking at her incredulously Blane shrugged his shoulders saying "I was drunk. I wasn't going to drive home. Plus you were in a bad state, what if I had gone home and you'd hurt yourself?"

Touched Daisy gave him a brief smile before resuming her stony glare. "As sweet as that is did you have to scare the crap out of me?"

"No, that was just the fun part" Daisy wanted to smack that smirk off his face.

"Asshole."

"So no thank you Blane for looking out for me?"

"Why would I do that? You're in my apartment. It's a violation of privacy!"

"Oh come on Daisy! It's not like I haven't stayed over before." Snapped Blane.

Blushing to her roots Daisy was pulled back to that night like she had been at least once a day since it had happened.

"Do you want to come inside?" Daisy said seductively, looking up through her eyelashes into Blane's eyes.

"Do you want me to?"

Biting on her bottom lip at the sound of his sexy voice Daisy realised just how drunk she was. "I wouldn't ask if I didn't want you here. You know that."

It was true. Daisy was a secretive and closed off person, mainly due to her parents, she only let someone in if they meant a lot to her and Blane meant the most by far.

"Well then who am I to say no?"

They had started out just chatting, talking about past missions when they were still in M. .

"Do you remember Irena?" Blane asked, testing the waters, he knew Daisy was touchy about her.

"What you mean evil spy plane bitch? Of course I remember her. She was so trying to get it on with you."

"If I remember correctly you were really jealous that day."

"Who me? Jealous! Are you mad?"

"No need to get defensive Daisy. It's okay you know"

"I was NOT jealous."

"If you say so."

The next hour passed quickly, the steady flow of conversation and drinks lowering Daisy's internal barricades. Looking over at the clock she was surprised to find that it was past midnight.

"Oh my God. It's so late! I have to be up really early tomorrow to go on a new mission."

"I better go then. It was great to talk Daisy. We should do it more often."
But Daisy didn't want Blane to go.

"Hey, do you want to get away from me or something. You're leaving so quickly!"
"Of course I don't want to go."
Daisy knew she was going to regret what she was about to say. "Stay Blane."

Blane halted halfway towards the front door. "You really want me to stay?"

"Why wouldn't I"

"Because I don't see a second bed anywhere and you have to be up early tomorrow."

"I want you to stay Blane."
Blane's heart swelled at these words but his stubborn pride stopped him from running over there and taking the girl of his dreams in his arms. "Why?"

"Because you were right, I was jealous. And because I've never met anyone who makes me feel the way you d-" Daisy was cut off mid sentence by Blane's lips crashing down on hers in a passionate kiss. Pulling back Daisy began, "Blane I want you, don't sto-" she never finished what she was saying as Blane, who's lips were still locked on hers carried her to the bedroom.

"Daisy…" As if being woken up from a deep sleep Daisy blinked and her eyes focused on the scene before her. Blane in her living room, her face flushed from the memory of their night together.