Melanie sat in the break room alone, thinking. Who on earth has enough knowledge to revive the order? She thought over and over till she couldn't stop the words rolling around her mind. She was lost in thought, drinking diet coke until a voice brought her back to reality.

"Mel!"

She turned around and met familiar chocolate brown eyes. God he's cute she thought silently. She felt her heart beat speed up a little as she stared at him. I wonder what its like to kiss him….. she wondered, before bringing herself back down to earth, like that's ever going to happen she reminded herself.

"Can I help you Greg?" she finally spoke.

"I hope so"

He sat down, not too close. She was beautiful, but not in a supermodel kind of way. She had a look, of innocence. Maybe it was the fact she wasn't wearing any make-up, or maybe it was her features- he wasn't sure. What he was sure of was that she was a mystery just dieing to be unravelled.

"So….?" She ushered

"The coroner says that the wounds were not self-inflicted. He says they were stabbed, which is in line with the angle and depth of the wounds."

"What? That's really odd. I was so sure that…."

"What?"

"That it was the Issasi ritual of self sacrifice- but even I cant argue with science. Something went on there but im not so sure it had anything to do with the occult now…"

Maybe she's right he thought to himself. Maybe its just good old fashioned homicide. But why make it look like self sacrifice, and why make it look like an occult ritual?

"But why make it look like that ritual? Why that one?" she spoke aloud.

"I was just thinking that!" Greg exclaimed- realising he had been just a little too enthusiastic in his response. He also realised he was barely a feet away from her now.

They looked at each other for a few minutes. Something was happening between them- but neither of them could say what it was, or rather, neither of them wanted to admit how they felt. They had only met a few hours ago but they had a deep connection to one another that couldn't be denied.

Mels phone rang. Greg could tell by her expression something was really wrong. He also noticed she had a baby pink cellphone.

"Nice cell!" he smiled

She laughed.

"Pink is actually my favourite colour- just don't tell anyone" she replied, whilst putting a finger to his lips. Oh my god what am I doing? She screamed silently.

Greg couldn't take it anymore- he stood up, took her arm, before slowly tilting his head. He kissed her lightly, not sure of how she would respond. She kissed him back, her body shaking and unable to stop.

"Mel, im so…." Greg stuttered

"Don't you dare say sorry… because im not"

"Really? Cos you know im not really that forward but um i…"

"Couldn't resist?"

"You just…. look so…… innocent- something about you, I don't know" he began to reply, unable to form a decent sentence.

"Just promise me one thing?"

"Ok?"

"Don't ever leave me alone. Please "

Greg took her hands into his, thinking it was an unusual request, but one he was willing to honour.

"Promise"

"Oh my god the phone call!" she suddenly called out, breaking the moment

"Oh yeah whats going on with that?"

"That was London calling. Someone has been accessing classified files on the order"

"Someone?"

"Well… not just someone…"

"Who?"

"Me"

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