You had kept your eyes pinned to the ground, staring at the shiny grey floor beneath your feet the whole time the Medic had been in the closet. You felt too scared to look at the Spy after seeing the slow-smile that spread across his face when the door closed behind the Medic. You shudder as your mind conjured that smile again.

You look up suddenly when you hear the door being opened and the Spy calls the Medic and his partner back from the darkness. You swallow nervously when you see them emerge, both smiling at one another. Oh god this is it.

"Our turn, Cherie" the Spy called to you, a more pleasant smile on his face. You get up slowly, almost warily and cross the room to him. You eye him nervously looking for a hint of the smile that had crept upon his face before. It didn't show, but you weren't fooled.

You took a deep breath and step inside the closet, unfazed by the haphazard and dust-ridden mess that littered the floor. You stopped in a patch of floor that wasn't cluttered just as you heard the soft, reassuring drawl of the Engineer. "Will call you when the time is up Spah"

And just like that, you were submerged in darkness. Alone in a confined space with the Spy.

You looked around the blackness waiting for your eyes to adjust, the only sound you could hear is the sound of your own breathing and rushing heartbeat in your ears. You gingerly step forward leaving the clear patch of floor and you used your feet to feel a path through the cluttered space in search of a wall to stick too.

"Spy?" you call out searching the darkness for a glow of a cigarette, anything to discover his position. A shiver ran down your spine as warm breath tickled your ear, "Oui?" you heard him whisper from behind you. You bite back a yelp and turn to swat at him only for your hand to hit nothing. You reach out in an attempt to grab him but only to hear a chuckle from behind you.

"Looking for me?" he teased letting his hands ghost over you waist. You spin round and again attempt to catching him only for your hands to meet nothing but thin air. You weren't nervous anymore just getting a little annoyed with this game. "Hey! You're not playing fair!" you pout, trying to devise a plan to catch the wily Spy.

You hear him snickering at you, at a position to your right and you finally have an idea. You purposely stumble forward and gasp loudly in surprise as you drop to the floor, making sure to give a realistic 'thump' as you did. You stay silent till you hear the Spy's voice darkness coming closer. "Cher, are you alright?" he asked as he come nearer.

"Ow..." you whine childishly as you grin, feeling him rest a hand on your shoulder. Just as he goes to speak again you jump at him, well his general direction and managed to wrap your arms around his neck. "Gotcha!" you exclaim with a giggle, grinning.

The Spy was silent for a moment and you felt the fear you had felt before begin to edge back. You go to release him but freeze when you feel him place his gloved hands on your waist. He laughed softly, "Well aren't you sneaky, mignon" he pointed out and at his pleasant tone you relax.

"But, as a Spy I do not like to be tricked," he explained as he tugged you upright with ease, his hands still holding you by your waist. "so you'll have to be punished" he continued and your fear rushes back to you as one of his hands caress your cheek and tugged you towards him, clamping his lips to yours.

Your eyes widen in surprise and your body stiffens against his, completely thrown by the sudden kiss. His lips seemed rough a little on one side. The kiss was soft but utterly intoxicating and you couldn't help but kiss him back, wanting more and more.

The Spy ran a free hand down your leg and pulled it up so that it was hooked around him then cupped your bottom as picked you up allowing you to wrap your legs around his waist pulling you both all the more closer. You would have marvelled at his strength considering his slender frame but his kisses had grown more demanding and you couldn't help but give into them.

It was only when he slammed you against a wall all of a sudden, pinning you it and himself, that you tried to tug off his mask.

The Spy pulled back to stop you but no sooner had he did, the open and light streamed into the room. "Time's up" you hear the Engineer call, but you paid no attention as some of the light had illuminated half of Spy's exposed face and your eyes ran over the large white scar which bloomed across his cheek, puckered strands fanning away like spider's threads across the bridge of his nose and part of his top lip.

The Spy looked stunned and his eyes were wide, an expression you hadn't seen on the man before. You feel him let you down gently and you subconsciously reach out to press your fingertips to the scar. It was rough beneath your touch and you trace the puckered lines the shape almost star-like.

"It's like a star...et...etoile?" you murmur, trying to remember the little French you knew. The scar was not hideous but a part of him, the hidden man. The Spy's face softened and he nodded at the word and kissed your fingertips.

He tugged at his mask concealing his face once more and leaned down to press his mouth to your ear, making you shiver again. "Merci, amour. We will have to continue this, later." he whispered before straightening his tie and smoothing his suit before walking out into the light.

You stay for a little while longer, your head still spinning slightly from not only the kiss, but from discovering a piece of the elusive Spy who seemed to always hold everything close to his chest. You take a deep breath and think about the last words Spy said to you. The thought causing a smile to creep onto your lips and butterflies to erupt in your stomach as you followed suit, returning to the group.