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Chapter 2

Hanssen returned from using the toilet; much to his disgust, to find Serena sitting alone at their table.

"Where did Mr. Holt go?" he asked, feigning indifference as he retook his seat and watched Serena.

"He went to make a phone call. Evidently the carriage was too noisy for him." she smiled sweetly at him as she returned her gaze to the papers in front of her.

"What game are you playing here, Ms. Campbell?" She looked up at him slowly, narrowing her eyes as he stared back at her.

"I'm not sure I understand what you mean, Mr. Hanssen." As she folded her legs, she allowed one to brush against his and he froze momentarily. He held eye-contact with her longer than he normally would and found the corners of his lips curling in amusement.

"Whatever it is, no doubt you'll win." he commented quietly as she smirked.

"Oh I know I will." Hanssen felt himself stir at the forcefulness of her words and looked up in time to see David heading for the table once again.

"Sorry about that...clearly my Hospital can't survive a day without me!" he joked, reseating himself next to Serena. "Right...where were we?" She smiled as she looked back at the file and they picked up where they'd left off. Hanssen shuffled in his seat and picked up his speech, continuing his annotations along the side. Serena could feel David's breath on her face but it wasn't having the same effect anymore. The initial attraction she had felt to him had worn off as soon as she had noticed him remove his wedding ring beneath the table. He clearly had ideas about what he wanted to be doing with her, but she knew she was not the kind of person to sleep with a married man.

Exhaling as she found his voice becoming more and more monotonous, she glanced up and saw Hanssen was deep in thought, making a note in the margin of his speech. She watched his deft fingers as he twirled the pen between then and leant down to write another note. Without looking, he reached into his briefcase and produced a bottle of water. Serena watched as he unscrewed the lid and took a sip, his throat bobbing. She found herself craving a taste of the water, realising she hadn't had anything to drink since last night. As if sensing his colleagues' needs, he held the bottle out to her, raising his gaze to hers. She hesitated until he raised his eyebrows, wiggling the bottle in front of her. Reaching out and taking it from him, she almost gulped down the contents, remembering at the last moment that it wasn't her water. Sheepishly, she handed the much lighter bottle back to Hanssen who looked at it in surprise before looking at her. She realised that David was still waffling on about something or other and she had really had enough of the man.

"I'm so sorry, but do you think we could finish it there? I can feel one of my migraines coming on." she lied, watching as he turned to face her worriedly.

"Do you have medication with you!?" he asked earnestly, reaching for his briefcase.

"No, don't...I'll be fine...with some peace and quiet." she stared at him, hoping he'd understand but he simply nodded, putting down his briefcase and reaching out to touch her forehead. "Hey, whoa!" she remarked, flinching away from him as she looked over at Hanssen who was looking confusedly at her.

"I was just going to check for a temperature..." David said slowly, removing his hand and turning to face front. Looking up at Hanssen, she saw him quirk an eyebrow and she rolled her eyes. Reaching once again for her work, she settled down to read and annotate.

As the train reached the next station, David made his excuses and set off down the carriage, evidently realising he would get nowhere with Serena and she visibly exhaled. Hanssen watched as she became more relaxed and took out her phone, typing a message on it. She felt somebody drop into the seat next to her and glanced up quickly...a young man with earphones in, great. This meant she wouldn't have to talk to him and they could keep themselves to themselves. As Serena was finishing typing a message to Ric Griffin, she heard a woman approach Hanssen.

"Excuse me? Can my son sit here please? I have a seat at the other end of the carriage and this is the only remaining one." Hanssen looked down at the boy then back up at the mother, feeling distress rising in his chest. Serena noticed how he suddenly became uncomfortable and she thought it was only fitting he should endure a part of the journey the way she had.

"Of course he can!" Serena cooed, smiling fondly at the boy. "Mr. Hanssen here loves children...don't you!?" she beamed at him as he shot her a withering look.

"Oh thank you so much! Now, Billy, I am only down the other end if you need me, okay?" He nodded and she kissed him on the head before retreating back to her seat. Hanssen tore his glare off Serena and looked at the small boy sat beside him. He guessed he couldn't have been more than 8 or 9 and had a thick shot of dark brown hair. Hanssen looked over at Serena for help and he realised her new game. She wanted him to suffer as much as she had earlier on...well two could play at this game, he thought. Putting down his papers, he turned in his seat to face the boy and held out his hand.

"Henrik Hanssen...you may call me Henrik. Your name is Billy, is it?" Billy shook Hanssen's hand nervously and nodded. "Well Billy, do you like making paper aeroplanes?" he asked as the boy's eyes lit up and he nodded cautiously. "Good, well how about you and I see who can make the best one?" Billy nodded excitedly as Hanssen turned to Serena. She was sat with her mouth hanging open at the ease with which Hanssen was interacting with another human being, and not just any human being, a child. "Ms. Campbell, may we please have use of your notepad?" he asked as she turned to look for it, grabbing it and feeling she was dreaming. "Thank you." he said, accepting it from her and smirking at the look on her face. She was not happy, realising he was playing her at her own game. She scowled at him as he handed a piece of paper to Billy and tore one out for himself. "Much obliged, Ms. Campbell."

She watched in amazement as he proceeded to talk Billy through the best possible way of folding the aeroplane to gain the best aerodynamic shape. Billy listened carefully and squealed in delight when he launched it and it flew through the air before landing in the aisle. "Well done." Hanssen smiled as Billy returned with his aeroplane and hopped back up into the seat. Before Hanssen could speak again, Billy had thrown the plane a second time but in the opposite direction. Serena saw it coming too late and felt a sharp pain tear through her eye.

"Oww!" she exclaimed, raising a hand to her eye and covering it. Billy looked terrified and on the verge of tears. "Don't worry, it was an accident." she reassured him as Hanssen leant across the table, pulling her towards him. He gently removed her hand and forced her to open up her eye. As she did so, she felt her cheek become wet as her eye released its' moisture, defending itself. She became very conscious of how close Hanssen was to her and she sat back suddenly, re-covering her eye.

"Ms. Campbell, I need to assess the damage." Hanssen informed her but she shook her head.

"No, it's fine, really." Frowning, Hanssen motioned for Billy to move his legs and he squeezed out past him into the aisle.

"Come on." he said, holding out a hand to her. She looked up at him in confusion as the boy who was sat next to her stood up to let her past.

"There is really no need for this, it just stings a bit." she complained as he led her from the carriage and into the joining section. Moving her to stand by the door, in the light, Hanssen tipped her head back and removed her hand again, staring into her eye. Serena held her breath, having him this close to her was doing things it shouldn't...making her feel things it shouldn't. He reached a hand up and gently touched the corner of her eye. "Ouch." she breathed as he shifted his gaze to both eyes.

"It's a paper-cut in the corner of the eye...we'll clean it properly when we get to the conference." he said quietly, keeping his face within inches of hers.

"Okay." she whispered back, staring up at his eyes and feeling his breath on her face. She felt his body standing extremely close to hers and she felt the impulse to reach out and pull him to her, but she didn't. Hanssen opened his mouth to speak but the train suddenly lurched and he went flying at her, cracking their heads together. "Oh, WOW that hurts!" she said loudly, reaching a hand to her head and rubbing it gently. Hanssen steadied himself against the wall and blinked a couple of times.

"I am very sorry Ms. Campbell, are you alright?" he asked, stepping towards her.

"Ah, stay back! We don't want another accident!" she laughed as he shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

"I suppose you're right. We'd better get back to our babysitting duties." he said lightly as he held a hand out to usher her before him.

"You have a soft side." she commented as she drew level with him. "Don't worry, your secret's safe with me." she winked as she headed back into the carriage, rubbing her head and Hanssen stood rooted to the spot, his heart racing.