Sunday morning, 7:30, two weeks later

Alyss walked down the alley to Jenny's coffeeshop. It was a nice morning, the sun was shining warmly above the city and last night's rain made her surroundings smell fresh and clean.

Suddenly, a strong hand grabbed her arm. Moving around, she slowly raised her bag to be ready for an ordinary hit like old ladies used to do in movies. Alyss lowered her arm, however, when she saw who was holding her arm.

"Will?"

The hooded figure grinned, but when he spoke he sounded tired. "The one and only."

Despite knowing her assaulter, Alyss still pulled back her arm. Although she was relieved to see Will, she was also mad at him. "Where have you been? I have been texting you like crazy! I was worried something might have happened!" Will tried to calm her down, the exhaustion evident in every word he spoke.

"I'm sorry I didn't reply, I had no time - God, I'm so happy to see you here, I wasn't sure if you'd come here this early on a Sunday but I just had to see you."

"Yeah, we don't really do weekends at the Diplomatic Service but that's irrelevant - what happened to your face?" Will had turned a bit and his face, though still partially covered by the shadows of his hood, revealed bruises and cuts. Her tone changed from slightly angry to worried.

"I can't tell you. Halt would kill me," Will answered apologetically. Before she could ask him another question, he quickly continued. "Just, can you do me a favour? Can you go in there and ask Jenny for one coffee for me? If she sees you instead of me she'll know what's up, I'll explain to you after." He could clearly see the confusion on Alyss' face, but she did what she was asked and returned a few minutes later with a steaming cup of coffee in her hands.

"Thanks." He took a sip. "I really needed that. I haven't slept for the past week."

"How-"

"I'm trained," he answered Alyss' unfinished question. He thought about it, then continued. She didn't deserve to be left in the dark. "With President Trump visiting there is a lot happening. For the past weeks, I have been investigating some rumours. Turns out, what I told Halt I thought was happening was indeed happening, so I needed to get more information and more details."

"And?"

"I got him exactly what he needs, but…" he hesitated, trying to find the right way of informing her without informing her too much.

"But not without getting in danger?" Alyss suggestively finished his sentence.

"Yeah, not without getting into real danger."

It was silent for a few minutes. Then, in synch, they both moved forward and their lips found each other. It was slow and soft, and he tasted like coffee. But it was sweet at the same time, like honey. His empty hand moved up to her ear and his thumb softly caressed her cheek as their breaths mingled. Alyss reached up her hands and tangled them around his strong neck. Their lips kept touching, demanding for more, but they found themselves departing. Grinning, Will stepped back.

"I gotta go. Report."

Alyss smiled down at him. "What about Halt's coffee?"
He grinned widely. "I just got beat up to get him his information. He can get his own damn coffee."

Will pulled his hood over his head to cover his face. He waved at her. "See you tomorrow!"

She shook her head but couldn't stop a smile from spreading over her face.

"See you tomorrow."