Dan's schedule was pretty packed on Mondays and Fridays because those were the days he was assigned for chemistry lab. Lecture was Wednesday and he had been supremely miffed to find out he had 8:00 am lab. That was just pure bad luck, no way around it. He walked into lab bleary eyed after having left the Cahill headquarters in West Cambridge 30 minutes earlier and found a parking space out in the student lot of the MIT campus where he was a freshman; no good parking for him for a few more years. He rolled in only a few minutes before lab began and took the only available spots left; front row. Oh well, it didn't matter. His grad student instructor had begun to lay out the lab work for the day when the door opened and in walked the most beautiful girl Dan had ever seen. She was tall, easily as tall as he was and had a river of long white-blonde hair over her shoulders. She was thin and had the bluest eyes he'd ever seen. She smiled as she entered the lab. Dan couldn't look away. She walked up to the instructor and spoke quietly to him. Dan wished he could hear their conversation. The instructor nodded and gestured to the class. The girl asked another question to which the teacher nodded. He turned to everyone.

"Excuse me, class," He gestured to the beautiful blonde, "we have a new student with us, Elin Möller, who is studying here this semester from Sweden. She's asked if anyone would be willing to show her the lab and help her get acquainted here?" He asked, an amused expression on his face.

Before Dan even knew what had happened, he looked up to see his hand had shot up in the air without his approval. He looked around, it appeared that every available male in the room had followed suit. Their teacher gestured for Elin to pick a hand. She smiled right at Dan and pointed to him. Dan could feel his face going red as this goddess made her way over to sit next to him. Was it getting hot in here? Dan's vision was starting to spin the closer she got to him.

"Hi, I'm Elin," she said in a Swedish accent, extending her hand to Dan.

"Dan," he said lamely, shaking her hand. He was lucky he remembered his name; she was even better looking up close! Dan felt his heart beating faster. All of a sudden, he was aware the teacher was talking again and he had better pay attention if he had to show Elin the ropes. They managed to make it through the lab and create the correct solution, but no thanks to Dan. He had been completely consumed with the smell, proximity and beauty of the sweet creature sitting inches from him. Why did I put my hand in the air? He wondered. He hadn't remembered doing it, it just sort of sprang up on its own.

"Thank you for your help today," Elin said as the class all started moving to put equipment away and was beakers and test tubes at the sinks.

"Oh, no problem. Anytime." Dan said. "I can show you the supply room as soon as we're done, then you'll know where everything is stored." Dan internally rolled his eyes at this. Duh, that's what a supply room is dummy, you don't need to explain its purpose.

Elin smiled, "that would be great, thank you," she said.

As they made their way over to the sinks, she asked, "So, are you a first year also?"

Dan nodded, "Yes, I'm a freshman. I am in my first semester. Did you just get here from Sweden?" My God she's pretty, Dan thought.

"Yes, I had a little trouble with my student Visa, which is why I'm a few weeks late starting." Elin said rinsing out a test tube.

"What are you studying?" Dan asked, giving her a sideways look from the next sink.

"Molecular engineering," Elin answered, flipping the test tube over on a drying rack. She looked over at Dan and appraised him; sandy blonde hair, green eyes, tall, at least six feet, maybe more. He had a nice smile. His hand had shot up first when the teacher had asked about helping her. Either he was very altruistic, or he had liked what he saw. Either way, Elin smiled inside at the thought.

Dan was done washing and was waiting for her. She caught him watching her. When she looked at him, he looked away, reddening.

"What are you studying?" she asked, walking next to him toward a door at the back of the lab.

"I'm not really sure yet. Some sort of science. My dad was a non-linear particle physicist, but to be honest, I'm not really sure what that is," Dan said chuckling to himself. He looked over at Elin. She was smiling and looking at him.

"Well, this is the supply room," Dan said a bit lamely. "over here we have dry ingredients, including powders and on this side are the solutions. He walked around and showed her some of the more common supplies.

As they made their way back to the lab, Elin asked, "So, will I see you in lecture Wednesday?" looking at him.

Dan stood up straight, "yeah, of course! Yeah!" a little overly enthusiastically. Was she wanting to meet up for lecture too? That would be too good to be true.

Elin smiled at him, "shall I wait for you and we can sit together?"

Dan about fell over. "Yeah, sure, that would be awesome. I'll look for you." He couldn't believe his luck.

Elin smiled, grabbed her pack and slung it over her shoulder, "Ok, great. I'll see you Wednesday, Dan…" Elin frowned. "I don't know your last name. Dan—"

"Cahill." He answered, giving her a smile.

"Dan Cahill." Elin said, giving a knowing smile. "I will wait for you Wednesday." She turned and waved over her shoulder at him as she left the lab.

Dan caught it and returned it with a tiny quizzical look of his own. What had that look been for? He knew just what to do when he got home. The comm center. One name: Elin Möller.