There comes a knock on my door, I slide the gun from under my pillow and headed towards it. I catch a glimpse of my self in the mirror my hair was untidy and jet black from the dye from a week before I was still getting use to it, my slim and long body but my muscles are prominent through my thin white shirt. I opened the door and a smiling girl greets me "hi welcome to our dorm can I come in" putting the gun in the waistband of my jeans and step back and allow her entry "thank you such a gentlemen, I'm Elizabeth but every one just calls me Lizzy"

"I'm Gean" i say with a slight bow my voice hoarse from laying in silence for so long "oh Gean please could I call you Ge " I grip the computer desk so tight my knuckles turn write as the flash back come hard and strong " oh sorry I guess you don't like it, I'm really sorry"

"no it was nothing you said, its just an old friend use to call me that I don't like to talk about it" the sincerity in the face I couldn't find any way to look away especially as she looked the spits of her but she couldn't be "anyway would you like a drink "as I said that she click her fingers " iv got it"

"Got what?"

"your accent isn't Russian is it" her eyes gleamed as she wanted for my answer, I would of expected people noticed it but to not look so at aw "yes it is but I'm not originally from Russia I was only brought up there" releasing my grip on the table and walking over to the kettle flipping it on, I didn't notice that she had moved till I heard her speak in my ear "an assassin I see well I guess I'm not the only one for once, and I now your real name Gean" how the hell did she now that then the realisation setting in on an impulse pulling my gun from my waist band and aimed it at the head "who the hell are you!" my accent getting thicker and thicker as my paranoia peaked "oh you definitely now me and I'm flattered that you reacted so well just as I expected from the famous Russian white rose" my hand shuck as she walked closer until the barrel was pressed against her forehead "either kill me or put the gun down, don't worry I'm not going to kill you" I lowered my weapon

"how do you now that name"

"oh didn't you not realise someone would recognise your patch on your jacket but trust me I couldn't forget that patch if I tried "and with out warning she kisses me pressing her body to mine and wrapping her arms around my neck like she wanted to do this for years , who the hell is she?

As we disconnected she giggled, still holding on to me she looks up in to my eyes and says with a slight mocking tone " for a murder your a great kisser" I pull away and look down going a little pink "that was my fist kiss"

"your kidding right your the most famous assassin in the American underground most girls I new either wanted you or just wanted to be in your presence" I shake my head still looking down I run my fingers through my hair and I don't notice her pull down the strap to her tank top and move closer to me " White rose will you look at me please and you may recognise me" when I look up I see a tattoo of a blood red robin and then the memories come flooding back of a shy and deadly girl who I admired and who I came to be a great help to me on missions and she was dubbed " bloody robin"

"yes you have changed a lot Ge" she smiles for a second then it fades "I thought you was dead, all we found that day was a mountain of bodies and your tags covered in blood, what happened to you on that day and where did you go? "the tears run down her face as she clutches something under her to.

" iv been wishing I could say these words but now that your here in front of me I cant get them out"

"I know what words you mean"

" I love you" they say in unison then when they realise the both look away blushing bright red.