AN: Hey guys! Here is chapter 2, I will try and keep the updates coming as frequently as I can. This is more Alex-centric, and introduces the OC. So please review and let me know what you guys think!

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"…. Ancient Aramaic is also the language that Jesus is thought to have spoken. Some Christians in the Levant still practice it to this day in the areas of modern day Syria, Lebanon, Jordan, Iraq, and Israel. So even though it is a sparingly used language, unlike Ancient Hebrew and Phoenician it is far from dead, Jack"

For a class about long gone languages, it was surprisingly packed. Alex had no problem sneaking into the back of the class room and taking a seat besides some students without the instructor ever knowing she had just waltzed in. She had tried her best to dress discreetly, but still felt like she stuck out like a sore thumb between the jarringly young students.

"Alright guys, I'm going to wrap it up here before one of you goes into a boredom induced coma!" That raises some laughs from the class, some relieved sighs, and more than a couple of text books slamming shut. "Don't forget the paper is due Tuesday by 11:59 pm. Good luck!"

All of a sudden the previously quiet class erupted in murmurs, and students were on their feet grabbing their backpacks, textbooks, notebooks, and ipads. Alex, still seated, couldn't see the Professor any longer as students exited the class, thinning out considerably in 30 seconds.

Finally it was just her and a couple of other students crowding their instructor at the table in the bottom of the auditorium, caught in the light of the projector, their shadows playing out their hand gestures in a dramatically larger fashion on the wall behind them. She waited for about 5 minutes while the discussion ended then slowly started to climb down the stairs as the two students hurried past her, their Professor still deeply engulfed in some papers they had given her.

Alex walked slowly and quietly, suddenly feeling more nervous than she probably should. The woman before her had shoulder length Auburn hair infused with playful curls and wore a crisp white shirt underneath a royal blue blazer. Her head still down, Alex couldn't see the green eyes she knew she had. The agent's palms were sweaty and she repeatedly clenched and unclenched her hands into fists. Clearing her throat garnered no response from the woman Alex was trying to grasp the attention of, so she took a deep breath and finally spoke.

"Professor Davis?" her voice cracked a bit and still the woman didn't look up. "Professor Andrea Davis?"

Slowly Auburn hair started to lift up, and then behind thick framed glasses came up those green eyes Alex has been anticipating. They looked confused for a split second, then recognition seems to spark up in them, and finally slight disbelief.

"Alex." A small smirk started to grow on the woman's lips and her eyes lit up. "Or should I say Dr. Alexandra Danvers."

A small chuckle escaped Alex that way she least expected it to, and she looked away trying to find her Badge in her leather jacket pocket. She slowly slipped it out, opened it and laid it on the desk over the papers crowding it.

"Agent… Agent Danvers now actually" She smiled back, a careful and tight lipped smile.

"Well that explains where you've been for the last couple of years, or is it three now?" the smirk suddenly dropping from the red head's face.

"Davey. It's not like that…" Alex began trying to explain, only to be swiftly interrupted.

"C'mon Alex, this is neither the time nor the place for an explanation, but don't think you don't owe me one." Davey's eyes resumed their mischievous stare and Alex felt herself uncomfortably shift under her scrutiny.

"Yes, of course. I was hoping you could help me out with something, Davey." Alex picked up her badge and put it in her jacket once again.

"In your official capacity I assume, judging by your demeanor I would think it's something important." Davey takes a deep breath, starts to stack the papers in front of her, and gestures to the chair across from hers.

"That was my last class so we should be alone. Humanities is pretty quiet after 3 anyway." She looked up to see Alex still standing in front of her, looking around suspiciously.

"Oh for goodness sake Lex! You either sit down, or tell me what's on your mind!" That nickname was exclusively reserved for when Davey was particularly peeved by her, so clearly Alex being here wasn't only making the agent nervous.

"We can't talk here, this is somewhat classified." Alex spoke in agent voice "If I didn't trust you, I wouldn't be even bring this to you."

She reached over to her pant pocket and pulled out a copy of the first page of the manuscript, unfolded it, then handed it over to the professor.

Davey, takes the paper and her eyes seemed so laser focused on it Alex would swear it would sooner rather than later catch fire.

"Well, you weren't kidding, with this cloak and dagger act, were you?" her voice an awed whisper. "Is this even human?" Her voice even lower.

Alex just shakes her head, not that Davey was looking, or asking for that matter. She had already known. All of a sudden the professor looks up, for the first time very serious.

"We can go to my office, it's just a couple of buildings from here." It wasn't a request or a suggestion, it was almost an order. Davey's eyes drop back to the paper, as she blindly reaches to something that Alex has assumed was an umbrella, only to surprised it was a cane. Gold and wooden, Davey tugged at it till it was within reach, then firmly planted it on the ground, and used it to pull herself up to a standing position.

Alex was taken a back for a moment. Standing before her was pretty much the same old Davey, a little taller than her with an athletic build in light jeans, a white button up shirt, and a navy blue blazer. She was just the same except for the cane she clearly leaned on, and her right foot touching the floor limply instead of firmly holding her up.

In all but a second Alex kicked into protector mode, slightly stepping forward, her hand frantically moving about looking to get useful. Davey was oblivious to her, however, staring at the paper still, murmuring something to herself. She had not noticed Alex was a little shaken by the sight of her needing a walking aid.

Turning slowly Davey began limping quickly towards the door expecting Alex to come right after her.

"I have some coffee in my office, you look like you need it. Do you have more of these?" She waved the paper in the air slightly, still walking with purpose towards the door. Slowly however, she realized Alex wasn't tailing her, she was still standing by the desk where Davey has slipped past her.

"Agent Danvers?" she said looking at Alex questioningly. Then it registered; the cane, the limp, the useless leg. She's gotten so caught up in the script in front of her that she forgot that Alex didn't know. Well, that she didn't know entirely. Slowly she walked back to the agent that had just as suddenly walked back into her life. Alex didn't move, but followed Davey with her eyes.

Slowly she put her arm on Alex's shoulder.

"Alex, I know that we need to talk. I just think we would be more comfortable at my office, ok?" Her words were careful, like she was handling a panicked child. Alex just nodded.

"Great!" Davey perked up again, this time flashing Alex a full blown smile. "let's go then, shall we?"

This time Alex followed her out of the classroom.

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Hope you enjoyed it! Next Chapter will hopefully be up tomorrow.