''Daniel''said the woman or Leyla as Danny called her.

"Leyla!" Danny says again when he's right in front of her. He turns to Leyla with genuine happiness in his eyes and opens his arms.

The horsemen thinks he's insane. Daniel does not do touching. Ever. Handshakes, yes, pats on the back, hugs, lingering touches, not so much.

Everyone shocked, however, when he does.

The woman followed, and together they collided in a hug, Daniel picking her up off the ground, her feet kicking up as he spun around. The rest looked at them.

"How does he know her?" Jack asked. Merritt shrugged.

"I can't believe you're here!" Daniel exclaimed, setting her down. Leyla let him go, a little reluctant.

"Who is she?" Dylan asks, sounding surprised, and unknown to Danny and everyone a little jealous as she is quite beautiful.

''What are you doing here?.''Danny said graciously.

In all the years he had never lost his manners and always when he was someone's guest he acted respectful, poised and gracious.

"Well it's your birthday in a few days, what do you think I'm doing here?" she replied, pushing away from him and linking her arm with his.

"I thought you'd be too busy trying to find the last group of people who tried to take you down''he murmured.

Just then, Merrit partner cut in, "You two know each other?"

"Vaguely" Leyla said, her tone leaving no room for discussion. Danny saw her look around, and she knew what she was doing.

"I'm hurt," Leyla gave a mock frown, "You think that I'd ever miss your birthday just to hunt down a couple of nobodies that pissed me off, I mean if that's what you think of me then I'll just head out, I mean it's not like I bought you birthday presents or anything." Her arm slipped from his and she started to walk away but he grabbed her before she could get very far.

"You brought me birthday presents?"

"Maybe..." the coy look she flashed him caused him to give her a cheeky grin, "come on sweetheart, you can take me view your home." Rolling his eyes Daniel grabbed Leyla's arm and dragged her into a empty office.

With Danny

''Nice to see you again''said Daniel as well sat on a sofa opposite the woman who was standing.

Leyla Cox was a beautiful woman. She had long, wavy hair the color of melted white chocolate, blue eyes that could see right into your soul, and she was voluptuous, all the right curves in all the right places. But, the thing that made her the most attractive was the fact that she had absolutely sure just how gorgeous she was. She was confident and capable.

He remembers the first time he met her.

FLASHBACK

19 years old Daniel Atlas walked the corridors of the Yale University. All the corridors were empty because all the students were in their classroom but Danile did not want to get into the class because he had mathematics ,a category he hates (Also the writer also hates this class with passion) and the professor he is old and boring.

His mother ,Talia Atlas, do not have to learn that it does not go into class because she an control freak and if she learned ,Daniel will spend an hour sitting on the couch if he listens to the lecture by his mother about the fact that he is an irresponsible and entangle continuity in trouble.

As he walked on the corridor he heard music coming from the room at the end of the corridor and because the biggest defect of Daniel Atlas was his curiosity -the which involves the continuation in trouble with the risk of his life - he decided to follow the music. As he came closer to thew room ,thanks to hissuper wolfie senses he could hear footsteps and breathing through from the room.

But what are hit him as a brick wall was the smell of her. Roses, cherries gunpowder ,a bizarre combination. He opened the door quietly and looked at a girl with long brown hair ,with red lips, milky skin and curves in the correct positions.

Daniel sat in a chair and watched the girl who was dancing. Dancing with passion as a professional ,her hips moved with the music and Peter wanted to put his hands on her hips and he wanted to dance with her. Her hair fell in the waist of like a black waterfall by tar and when the music stop ,Daniel began to applaud with the result the girl to scare and turn in the direction of the sound and Daniel came face to face with the most beautiful eyes he has seen.

They were blue like the sea ,like the sky.

She did not like discontinued her and raised her brow ''Daniel''

He wondered how he knew his name, the memory were wrong because he had to present himself, and after that he had to make a sarcastic comment.

''Daniel'''she said again and like someone pulling him off from memory

END FLASHBACK

''Shut up''she says by way of a hello.

''I don't say anything''Daniel cringes

''You're thinking. It's annoying''she admonishes sternly.

They regard each other.

"You look good," Leyla tells him earnestly.

Daniel raises his eyebrows. "Thank you. I could say the same about you."

Leyla just smiles, the curve of her lips holding words she can only guess at.

"What are you doing here?" Daniel asks. His own voice is mellow, softened by surprise and the genuine happiness of seeing Leyla again that's setting in.

Leyla seems to pick up on it too, or maybe his tone just happens to match his when she teases, "What, I can't visit an old friend when I feel like it?"

"Did you just call me old?"

Leyla chuckles, the well-known and tender sound washing over him. "I sure did, old man."

They grin at each other before Daniel raises an eyebrow. "Seriously, I've been out here for thirteen months."

Instead of giving a reply, Leyla tilts her head. "Yeah. Why is that? Nobody could give me an answer when I asked."

"Why didn't you ask me?"

Leyla's expression grows sheepish, so Daniel adds, "Don't get me wrong. It's not that I'm not happy to see you. I just…"

"Wonder what it is that made me show up here when I haven't called in months?" Leyla finishes, her smile almost ashamed.

"Pretty much," He agrees.

Leyla exhales quietly. "Yeah. I think that may be a conversation best had sitting down. If you're going to ask me in, that is."

Leya tears her eyes from Daniel's face to take in his attire for the first time. He's wearing a pair of pants and shoes Leyla has never seen on him, casual but still miles from the ratty converse he wore when they first met.

Daniel looked at the woman and noticed that there's a bag slung over her hand big enough to contain at least one or two spare outfits. Here to stay, then?

Daniel suppresses the tingling excitement rising in his stomach at the thought. When he looks back up, a smile is spreading on his lips. ''"Whiskey?"

"Oh, yes. Please. The drive up here took ages."

"Thanks," she says when Daniel hands her a cup.

"Come on. Let's sit down."

Silence reigns between them as they take a seat opposite each other, but when Leyla inspects his face, Daniel doesn't seem tense or awkward. She's looking at him, her eyes narrowed in contemplation.

Leyla takes a sip of her whikey and said.''Your father is dying''