Special Agent Jones is on the hunt for what is rapidly becoming one of the worst serial killers in the USA. He can't afford to be distracted by the pretty, blonde (and in his honest opinion, completely undeserving) popstar that just so happens to be his killer's muse.

When his eyes had lost the white dots from the sudden light, he registered more than Hermione's frantic breathing. An eye mask was pushed back into her unruly curls, her body almost completely hidden by pyjamas far too big for her, a vast amount of white cotton, with little purring cats all over.