Bluebird had been sitting in the spare bedroom for a half an hour, and she had actually fallen asleep. She had awoken when Matsuda had opened the door, but she pretended to still be sleeping, one of the policemen quietly shutting the door. Now they were discussing in voices just quiet enough that she couldn't make out their words, most likely trying to figure out how she had gotten in.

In order to enter the hotel unnoticed, she had scaled the side of the building. Because it had sounded like fun.

Also, this would help her win Near's trust because even though she would be undoubtedly punished, she was also saying:

"I could have gotten away. But I chose not to."

And he still needed her help for breaking into the Robotech building, so whatever happened she was guaranteed leverage.

Again she drifted off to sleep.

When she again awoke, it was dark, the deep kind of dark that was like a black curtain right in front of your face. She was on the far left side of the bed, sheets still beneath her but tangled around her feet. She was on her side, facing towards the right, so she could see the LED clock light which read 3:22. She could faintly hear the city below, horns honking, sirens wailing, and music from a night club.

Something else had woken her, she was sure of it. She laid still, eyes and ears attempting to penetrate the darkness. Though it was three, she was wide awake.

There it was again; a slight shuffling noise, coming from behind her. Before she could discern what it was, something lightly touched her shoulder.

Immediately she twisted around, feet kicking out in front of her into the darkness; her kick missed but the sheet caught on something that gave a muffled cry. Feet free, she leapt at the sound, right hand blindly grabbing something from the bedside table. After a slight scuffle she had the person underneath her pinned, and she cautiously turned on the lamp.

Soft yellow light filled the room, although she hadn't really needed it; beneath her was Near, eyes wide, face for once alight with fear and shock. She was holding a pencil against his neck. She sighed and sat back, still holding the pencil out in front of her.

"Next time you want to wake me up at three in the morning, Nate, just turn on the light. I prefer to eat breakfast before defending myself against potential assailants."

Near, who had restored his facial expression back to its usual emotionless mask, replied with the faintest hint of sarcasm. "Next time you are assaulted, I suggest using an actual weapon. Pencils aren't a very efficient tool in self-defense."

"Would you like me to test that theory?"

Near eyed the pencil warily. "No. Although I would appreciate it if you would get off of me."

Bluebird sat back on the edge of the bed, placing the pencil back onto the table. Under the yellow glow, Near's grey eyes looked gold, giving him an owl-like appearance. Adrenaline gone, she again felt weary. She heaved a great sigh. Her stomach hurt.

"What was so important that you wanted to tell me right away but not alert anyone else, regardless of the time?"

"Miss Jones received a death threat from her former boss, and has taken a 'much needed vacation'."

Bluebird's eyes widened. "Then we'll break in today." She leapt to her feet and began pacing in front of Near. "Her office and apartment will be empty! We won't have to waste time making sure that she's distracted! And security will be a little relaxed, because their manager won't be in." She stopped in front of Near, eyes cold and determined. "Right now."

"What?"

She hastily pulled Near to his feet, and then frantically began organizing her bag while she talked. "We'll go and do the job right now! It's the three o'clock watch, security guards are always at their worst between two and four in the morning. And it's also the time that janitors and other maintenance workers come!" She put her hair into a quick braid, which she then tucked into a black beanie hat. She zipped her sweatshirt, and tucked what suspiciously looked like a lock-picking kit into one of her pockets. She looked back at Near. "Do you have all of the supplies?"

Near, who had been silent, nodded. "Yes." He turned to the door. "I'll wake Matsuda."

Bluebird grinned, filled with more energy than Near had ever seen her have even in the middle of the day. "Let's get this show on the road."

Woo transition chapter! =D

That's all I really have to say. I went to bed at midnight last night, had to wake up at six, and now it's 10:30. I am tired.

And thanks to LynnJK, theheartstourniquet, and HarryPotterMangaGleek for awesome reviews!

HarryPotterMangaGleek, she wasn't in Matsuda's room, it was a spare bedroom. Besides, she's WAY too young for him. *wags finger in a disapproving fashion*

As for the sparrow, you'll just have to wait and see. *laughs evilishly*

Disclaimer: I disclaim.

But Bluebird is mine.