-11:48am-

Jones watched from the top of the building, his scope focusing on his next big target. He was tipped off to cut the line short for the Russian prime minister. as he reached for the trigger, he stopped short. His breath catching in his throat, his heart beat quickening. his scope had changed direction, focusing on the young man walking alongside the prime minster. He cheeks grew read, his stomach fluttering, "Y-you left...It cant be..." In a split of a second his shyness burst into utter giddiness as he giggled wildly, "I guess this is sign, you'll come crawling back into my open arms!" He laughed as he pulled the trigger, the minister falling flat, the crowd exploding into screams and chaos.

-12:00pm-

Ivan ran into the empty parking garage, the screams of the crowd echoing throughout the air. He breathed heavily as he ascended the flights of stairs till he came to the top floor. it was silent as he crouched down beside a concrete pillar, the only thing to be heard was his breathing. Just as he peeked out a gunshot rang in hid ears, dropping him to the floor in pain. His vision coming in and out of focus he saw a man with a wide grin crouch over him. "Well hi there, cutie! It's been awhile, how are the sisters?" He asked. Ivan quickly tried to reach for his gun but the man pinned him down with his weight, snatching the gun away. "Whoa there! you're getting ahead of yourself there! I forgot how eager you were, it still gets me all fluster you know." Ivan struggled, "Who are you?!" The man frowned, "Did your vision get worse? You don't remember your Alfie bear?" Ivan stopped, his chest tightening, "Its...you? How...?" He breathed. Alfred laughed wildly, "Don't underestimate me, Ivy bear! Ah, I'm bored now. Lets go home, shall we? Just hold still and this wont hurt a bit!" With that he sunk a hidden needle deep into Ivan's arm, injecting a dark liquid into his vein. Within seconds, Ivan's eyes grew heavy, the last thing he saw was those deep blue eyes staring back into his. The world turning into a black nothing. "Good night my ivy bear! Sweet dreams.."

-7:00am-

Ivan awoke to the strong smell of eggs and burnt toast, he sat up groggily his arm stiff and sore. He ruffled his hair, yawning loudly, he jumped to see Alfred sitting beside him in a chair. He giggled, his smile wide and full of happiness, "Good morning my Ivy bear! How did you sleep? I would assume peacefully, since I watched over you all night. Did you know you snore like duck? Its adorable! I can't believe I forgot to record it! oh damn. Oh, I'm rambling aren't I? I made you breakfast! I kind of bunt the toast though, oops." Ivan blinked, none of the words registering in his mind, he just nodded his head obediently.