A/N: Given that we didn't learn much about Diane's past, I thought this would be a good way of filling some of the blanks. It's going to be slightly AU though and I'm not completely sure where I am going with this yet. And forgive me if the first chapter doesn't give away that much, but it's going to be multi chapter and I guess this way it's more interesting. Enjoy

Diane studied the young lawyer's face and paused at her eyes, looking at how beautiful they were as she was talking. That unique eye colour she had, it was similar to her own.

She liked her in a way, and she was sure she would fit in perfectly.

But why did she think so? She didn't really know herself.

"Well, thank you Mrs. Lockhart. I really hope I will hear from you."

"I am positive there's a good chance you will." She said with a polite smile on her face. The young lawyer turned to leave her office. "What is your first name again, if you don't mind me asking?", she asked her while the tall blonde turned around at the threshold of her office and looked at her.

"Evelyn."

Diane hesitated for a split second before saying something.

"Oh. What a beautiful name. And so rare these days."

"Yeah, I know, apparently it meant something to my mother.. Goodbye, Mrs. Lockhart." She smiled and turned around again.

"Goodbye Evelyn.", she said, watching her as she left her office.

Diane sat down and leaned her chin on her hands. She closed her eyes for a brief moment. It has been a very exhausting day and she couldn't wait to finally get home. She was sure she would fall asleep immediately after reaching her bed.

"I vote for McHale.", Cary said through a laugh as he stormed into her office, bringing her back to reality.

"What?" She said half absentminded. He approached her desk and leaned against it.

"I'm telling you. He is the perfect choice, he seems so determined about this job, about what he wants in life. And he can be very intimidating, I bet he would be great at cross..."

"Cary? I take it you are talking about the other lawyer we considered hiring? I really appreciate your enthusiasm, I do, but I have made a decision already."

"What do you mean, you have made a decision? Shouldn't we be making decisions? Together?"

"The last thing I want to do is shut you out, Cary. But believe me when I say, I have a good feeling about her.", she looked at him waiting for an answer of support. But he seemed to be confused.

"I don't understand, Diane. Mr. McHale had such a glowing recommendation, he has 15 years of experience. Why would you want to reject that opportunity and hire a 27-year-old who has worked as a lawyer for two years only?"

"Cary...", she wanted to say something in her defense but he interrupted her.

"I trust your judgement, I really do. But making a decision based on feelings? This could go horribly wrong."

"I am not making this decision based on feelings. I mean, I do have a good feeling about her. And you're right, she doesn't have as much experience in the field as your first choice, but I see very much potential here. Everything she did until now, she did well. For her age, she is very serious about her position. I think we should give her a chance."

Cary got up and looked out the window for a moment. In a way, he thought she might be right.

"What does David think?"

"Oh, as if he would give a damn." She said, rolling her eyes. He let out a short laugh and faced her again.

Diane left her chair to stand in front of him. She placed her hand on his shoulder and smiled, very convincingly.

"You are also quite intimidating yourself, Diane."

"Ha, I know. I'm just using it for my advantage." She winked at him and got back to her desk to grab her coat. "I think we'll just leave it at that, won't we?"

"Whatever you say, Mrs. Lockhart."

"It's late, you should go home, too."

"Oh, I would, but I still have some paperwork to finish up."

She looked at him and raised an eyebrow. Was he really going to hit the midnight hour again? He was very diligent after all.

"Goodnight, Cary." She looked at him, raising an encouraging smile.

"Goodnight, Diane."

Her walk to the car was quick but still kind of dragging. She was tired and if one looked closely, he would see it in her eyes. She's had some very long work days and it was getting to her. At times, she was weighted down with weariness. But she would allow that only for a moment.

And just as she got out of the building, some of that tiredness was blown away by cold rain and that extremely cold wind that gave her goose bumps after two seconds.

Diane hurried to her car and after opening the door in a rapid manner, she let herself fall onto the driver's seat. She sank into it and rested her head, looking out of the windshield. Raindrops were pouring down, reflecting the traffic lights. She observed that scenario without blinking, thinking about the events of the day. Nothing special happened, but it was even more exhausting because she did so much paperwork.

And that lawyer. Evelyn. She seemed so familiar, but she couldn't really place her.

She started the engine and struck off. She was driving fast, probably a bit too fast but she was just eager to finally get home.

The wipers were disturbing her vision and she felt like it was getting more and more blurry and eventually her eyelids dropped as she grew more tired.

For a second she drifted away, but being brought back to reality almost immediately when someone behind her honked repeatedly as she got slower and started dipsy-doodling slightly.

Thank God he noticed.

It felt like an eternity before Diane reached her apartment.

She felt her head pound as she was walking up the stairs to her bedroom. She opened the door slowly and was happy to find her husband awake.

"Are you okay?", that was the first thing he said when he saw her, she didn't look contented.

She didn't answer him, she was too tired to talk. She walked up to the bed and let herself fall next to him.

"Why so tense?", he asked her, placing his palm on her cheek as she closed her eyes.

But he figured she was in no mood to talk. Talking could be pretty damn hard sometimes. Distressing.

So he just accepted it, stroking her hair gently and watching her. He could see her forehead wrinkle up now and then, she was probably contemplating.

"I'm going to take a shower.", Diane whispered and sat up straight. She looked at him and she was so grateful he could read her emotions without her having to explain herself.
She leaned her forehead against his and rested for a moment, placing a whole-hearted kiss on his lips. She forced herself to smile lightly and got up and left the room.

Diane was cold as she dropped her dress, even more when she dropped her underwear. She got into the shower and her body responded positively to the warm water that embraced her. That was just what she needed, it was the opposite to what her day has been like, suddenly calming down.

Why was she even that stressed out? It's not like she ever really got home earlier.

No, something was bothering her but she had no idea what it was. Maybe it was just one of those days, but she was definitively ridden by something, subconsciously.

The bedroom was quiet and she was surprised to find Kurt asleep. She didn't realize she's been in the bathroom for an hour.

With that odd feeling in her stomach, she lay down and settled on Kurt's chest and closed her eyes.

She couldn't have known just how odd the next day would be.