"Agent Wilde!"
Lucy's head turned to her boss, and soon back to her former partner. "Vell… Looks like dhey need you," Gru stated, misery hinting in his voice. "Yeah," Lucy sighed, a frown growing on her face. "Bye Gru…" She quickly hurried off, not wanting to see his distraught expression any longer. She glanced back over her shoulder to see him walking away, and she couldn't suppress the sadness that overtook her usually happy personality. "Ahem." Lucy's head spun around, and she let out a nervous smile and chuckle as she came face-to-face with her boss. "Sorry," she said. "Just saying goodbye."
Silas narrowed his eyes. "Why? He was no help to us at all." He scoffed. "Do you actually care for that man?" Chuckling, he continued on. "Anyway, I just wanted to give you this." He handed a plain, white envelope to the redhead, and she glanced at it, slowly opening it. "What's in it?" She reached inside, feeling paper. "Silas, my paycheck isn't due for another-" Lucy then broke off, her eyes staring at the ticket in her hand. Flight 217; 10:45 AM, Sunday, May 5th; Sydney, Australia. "I'm actually going?," Lucy squeaked, glancing into the eyes of her boss. "I thought you were kidding! I don't want to go to Australia! I mean I do, but not now! Everything is so exciting here, and I'm new, and-""That's enough Lucille," Silas hissed, and Lucy immediately closed her mouth shut at his forceful way of saying her name. "Yes sir."
After letting out a sigh of exasperation, the older man continued. "You are expected to be there; the lead director of the Australian branch, Ms. Faller, will be waiting for you at the airport. You must go my dear, if you wish to stay here in the League." Lucy just stared at him, trying her hardest to believe everything Silas was explaining to her. "Um… Yes sir…," she mumbled. "You're dismissed now," the man said, waving her off and turning back to the salon. Dragging her feet behind her, Lucy slowly made her way to the escalator, when she suddenly gasped and looked down at her watch. "He just left! I can catch him!" She dashed down, running out of the front door of the mall to be greeted with a sheet of pouring rain. Ignoring the cold water that had soaked her within seconds, she looked around, but her partner was nowhere to be found.
She couldn't just show up to his house! That would probably make him even more heartbroken, and her as well. Great, she thought. I'm leaving…
Leaving the person I had just started to love… Not as a partner… But a friend.