Lunette pulled herself up the steps of the Academy office and entered. She had spent yesterday crying for the better part of the day and hadn't even bothered to call Dr. Delbert to tell him she was unable to come into work. And after an entire day of being left alone all she wanted now was to speak with Jim. Mrs. Junes sat at her desk and when her eyes fell upon Lunette, they widened. She pressed the button, because Lunette was headed straight for Jim's office.
*Eh, Hawkins, there's a young lady headed straight into your office!*
Jim stiffened at the sound of the announcement and he faced his guests snapped, "Get out," he ordered and Delbert frowned, "That's rather rude of you Jim-" And Amelia caught her husband's arm. "Dear I do believe he does not mean to be rude," she reasoned, and suddenly Doctor Doppler stiffened as Lunette barreled into the office. The door slipped shut as Amelia and Delbert quickly left and Jim merely arched a brow at Lunette. "What do you want?" he pondered. "You lied to me," she retorted smartly and he shook his head, "I never once spoke any ill will to you." She demanded, "How long have you known about me?" He sighed and his gaze bore into her as he meticulously listed, "Long enough to know your favorite color is pale blue, your favorite tea is royal English, your favorite flowers are moonflowers for which you were named after and your mother died when you were seventeen. I know you graduated at the top of your class and Delbert hand-picked you for your degree in Library Sciences. If there is anything anywhere about you on a file or document I know it," he said, "it is my job to find out who I'm working with or who I am investigating as well as working for."
"Why haven't you turned my father in to your General?" she asked and he said unemotionally, "Your father may not have been in your life, but he is the only male figure in my life that came close to being father-like to me, your father is important to me, and I took it upon myself to not get him killed." His brutal honesty shocked her to the point that she needed to take a seat. She sank into the chair before his desk and said, "You agreed to keep him alive didn't you," she made it a statement and not a question.
She lowered her head into the palm of her hand and looked at him. "Please be honest with me. Did you care about me at all?" she asked. His eyes pleaded with her and she remained silent as he said, "I cannot allow myself to endanger your life like I have already," he explained, side-stepping the question. "Then you truly know nothing about me," she commented. He felt his breath stop, he knew what she meant by the statement even though, he admitted, "I know you well enough to know I shouldn't be with you, because I do care about you." Her heart began to pound. He turned away then, and she could hear the sudden emotion in his voice as he said, "You've spent enough time with me without a chaperone, I think it is time for you to leave." He waved his hand, nonchalantly, motioning her to leave.
Her eyes widened. "You meant what you said," she noted and he nodded, "You and I do not have any reason to continue this relationship any further, you have all the references and evidence you need to finish your thesis. It is now time for you to leave." Her hands clenched shut. "And what will you do if I don't leave?" she demanded so suddenly, he jumped. He faced her and saw her displeasure at the thought of being dismissed so easily. He arched a thick brow, he chuckled. "You need to leave Lunette, there's a carriage waiting on you." Her eyes widened, "Wha-How did you-"
A knock came to the door and he turned away once more. The door slipped open and a bellboy said, "Miss Silver? Your carriage is here." She felt a blush stain her cheeks. "Thank you Miss Silver," Jim murmured as he remained as he was and the bellboy escorted her outside. Jim heard the door shut and watched until she reached outside and watched her pause before getting into the carriage to look back up at him.
He sighed and touched a hand to the window's glass, and he turned away from her. The horseman, threw his whip out and it cracked the carriage into action. "Where to miss?" he called and she rolled her shoulders, "The Academy library please." And in a short ride she was there. She threw herself out of the carriage before the driver could help her out and she rushed into the library. She had arrived just before her shift and headed to her office. As she arrived she slammed her door shut and pulled down the blinds, shielding herself from everyone there. She would finish her research and then she would get the hell out of town.