It had been two weeks since I started seeing Rafael and I am still just as giggly. I had a smile so big on my face that hadn't come off since we started dating. We have seen each other every single day. He would come over to my apartment or I would go over to his or we would go on dates. I haven't been this happy in a very long time. Last night we went to a play and then dinner. I was slightly dazed as I was sitting at my desk in my office. I heard a knock on my door that drew me out of my dazed state. "Come in!" I called.

"Hello, Dr. Jones?" Two people walked into my office one was a brunette female close to my height and an African American man.

"Hello my name is Sergeant Olivia Benson and this is Detective Tutuola. We are with the NYPD Special Victims Unit. We were wanting to know if we could talk to you?" Sergeant Benson said.

"Of course. Come in." They were lingering at the door. I looked down at my watch and noticed I had twenty minutes before my next class started. I stood up grabbing my cane. I waved my hand to the chairs in front of my desk. "Please have a seat. Will this take long? I am not in any sort of trouble am I?" I asked them.

"No, ma'am. You're not in any trouble we need your help with a case. It shouldn't take long." The detective said.

"Detective you don't have to call me ma'am you can call me Adelee." I told him. I went to grab my messenger bag off of the coat rack. I walked back with it to my desk.

"So what can I help y'all with?" I asked them. I turned to grab the textbooks for my Ancient Greece History course off of the bookshelf behind my desk. I was putting them in my bag when Sargent Benson started talking.

"I was told you were very well versed in myths."

"Yes, I have a PhD in Classics." I told them as I sat down at my desk.

"Would you care to look at some photos of a crime scene?" She asked me.

"Of course. I am not sure how much I could help you with this." I told them honestly.

"We think that this case resembles a myth and we want to know what you think." She placed a series of photos on my desk. I looked at them and saw something that looked familiar. There are three pomegranate seeds. I felt a chill go up my spine. This can't be connected. I have to ask. "Are there any other victims that were taken like this?" I asked them.

"No this is the first one." Detective Tutuola told me.

"Can I ask you a strange question?" I asked them. Damn. I had a feeling.

"Of course." Sargent Benson said.

"Have their been any weird or strange abductions lately, they don't even have to be women?" I asked them. They both looked at me weird. "Any weird deaths?"

"Why are you asking us this?" Sargent Benson asked me. I took a deep breath and let it out.

"Look, I got some really weird mail the last couple of months. In the mail I get these myths sent to me. Last week I got this," I pulled open my desk drawer and pulled it out and handed it to them. They both looked at it. "I didn't say anything about them because I am a professor and sometimes my students send me weird things when I am a little tough on them. I mean I teach all kinds of myths to students, and I have had my fair share of weird ass students who ask me weird questions and show me weird things. I just became immune to it. I took the other three to the police department, but they told me that its nothing and to just ignore it. I haven't taken this one because I haven't had the time." What I handed them was a letter that had glued to it a page from a myth book about the "Rape of Persephone," the page was ripped from an old book, like one of the ones that I love that has yellowed pages and the scent of old pages. At the top of the book's page was an old style drawing of what was supposed to be Hades holding Persephone. However, at the bottom on the letter was magazine clippings spelling out, FOUR DOWN. I WANT TO PLEASE YOU.

"I can only think of one of the top of my head, because I thought it was rather strange." Sargent Benson said. "It wasn't even one of ours but everyone thought that it was strange. A man was raped and murdered and his body was tied to a rock in his apartment and his liver was missing."

"Prometheus." I said as I felt my face pale.

"What?" Detective Tutuola said.

"One of the myths that I was sent was the myth of Prometheus. He gave mortals fire and his eternal punishment was that he would be tied to a boulder and his liver would be picked out everyday for it to grow back every night. Just for it to happen all over again the next morning. The very first letter I received had this myth. I…God, I think I am gonna be sick." I said. I bent over and put my head in between my legs and started taking deep breaths. Oh my God. What the hell happened? Why is this happening? I've never hurt anyone before, unless you count being to hard on my students, but I have never done anything that should have caused this.

"This isn't your fault, but I think you need to come down to the station with us. To see if you might know who is doing this." Sargent Benson said.

"Ok, I need to cancel my classes today. I need to email them." I told them. I opened up my email account and wrote everyone a note. I closed my laptop and took all the books out of my bag and replaced them with the laptop. "Ok I am ready to go, but I need to stop at a classroom and let them know that I am not teaching them their class."

I hope you all enjoyed this. I am sorry this took a little bit longer then I hoped, but the story is picking up know and I am happy with where it is going. I hope that you all loved it. I am excited for the next two to three chapters because we get into some plot.

Thank so much!

MS