Summary: Ciel had a severe asthma attack due to a vicious winter season. So when a letter from the Queen comes in, Lizzie takes charge. Of everything. Even Sebastian is taking her orders!

The moment Lizzie heard about it, she rushed over. She had been tempted when she heard Ciel was sick but her presence just might make him sicker after her thwarting his attempt at revenge a month ago. But when she heard the Queen sent a letter… How can she even ask that of him while he's in such a condition?! She could've just given it to the clearly more able-bodied Middleford.

'Lady Elizabeth.' Sebastian greeted in surprise, arching an eyebrow at his sister in silent query.

'He's not going on that mission.' Lizzie said firmly, striding into hall and up the stairs. Sebastian blinked and opened the door wider, properly allowing his sister in.

'She's in a bit of a mood today. Is Master Ciel still angry?' Catherine asked.

'I can see that. The way he is now, he doesn't have any energy to be angry.' Sebastian said wryly, the two siblings walking up the stairs, following Lizzie's scent.

'That's good. That means he won't be able to protest so much either.' The demon witch smiled, there was no bad blood between them even after what had happened. Sebastian had reacted worse when he found out Catherine had tricked him into attempting to seduce a lesbian woman.

They entered Ciel's bedroom where Lizzie was clutching the Queen's letter in one hand and holding her fiancée down with the other. She was complaining about his health and of course, he was complaining about her interfering in his work. Oh, she did understand that the Queen's work had to be done but most definitely not by a sick boy.

'I'm handling this mission! And you bloody well can't do anything about it.' She said almost spitefully, resorting to swear at the stubborn earl. She snapped her head to Sebastian. 'Keep him here and make him rest.' Sebastian smiled and actually listened, enjoying the look on the young Phantomhive's face.

'Catherine, come, we need to analyse the situation, plan a strategy and then… we need to make some calls.' She bid to her maid who nodded in understanding as they both walked to the door. But Lizzie turned at the last minute and fixed Ciel a stern look. 'I'll come check on you later and if you're not resting by then, I will personally force you to rest.'

Ciel and Sebastian both stared at the retreating forms of the two females. Elizabeth Middleford had undeniably threatened to knock him into unconsciousness, for his own good…

PART TWO

'Alright. Let's see. Lau's late as usual.' Lizzie stated, waiting while having tea and some bone-shaped cookies courtesy of Undertaker.

'But earlier than I would've been, Xiiao Jie.' He drawls in that Chinese accent, using his Chinese nickname for her as he walked into the study with Ranmao. It meant something along the lines of 'little big sister'. 'I see you've acquired a maid.'

Catherine and Lizzie stiffen and the young girl realized this is the first time seeing the Chinese man and his 'sister' since making the contract with Catherine. So her sensing abilities went haywire. 'Indeed, my name is Catherine Michaelis, Sebastian's sister. I can see there's no need to hide my true nature in this room.' She said wryly.

'Ah, Mr. Butler's sister! I assure you, I already know Sebastian is inhuman. I tried to kill him once just to test it!' He smiled but then he noticed Lizzie was staring at Ranmao. 'Xiiao Jie?'

'I knew she couldn't have been human!' Lizzie said smugly, turning to Lau who actually opened his eyes in surprise, revealing a deep brown. Undertaker chuckled. This was a very amusing meeting.

'It seems neither are you, Xiiao Jie.' He smirked and then suddenly, their conversation progressed in a flurry of rapid Chinese. Catherine blinked. She had no clue that her lady even spoke the damn language. Undertaker laughed raucously, unable to help himself. Here was a whole room of accidental inhuman creatures.

'Alright, alright! Let's move on to business.' Lizzie beamed, stopping their fast conversation and switching languages. 'Ciel is ill and has been given a mission by the Queen, which I will be taking over.' She clarified, nodding to Catherine.

'Unfortunately, this person is quite elusive. Undertaker's been receiving bodies with strange designs on them; the killer is interested in playing a game of sorts. However, the bodies contain large traces of opium. Which means our target is hiding in one of your drug houses.' Catherine explained, directing the last part at Lau who merely maintained his smirking smile.

'And what does Xiiao Jie need little old me to do?' He asked teasingly.

Lizzie smiled. 'Close your doors.' She said with a layered tone. Turning to Undertaker she smiled sweetly. 'Do keep me updated concerning the designs on the bodies. Catherine will give you all the laughter you require. That's all.' She spoke.

There was a certain hardness in her eyes. The man wanted to play a game with the Watchdog but instead got the Watchdog's wife. It doesn't matter, she'll show him a good game. After all, it'll be the last he ever plays. Lau took his leave along with his inhuman 'sister' almost immediately while Undertaker lingered around before departing to examine the designs on the bodies. Lizzie never said aloud before but she enjoyed the shinigami's company. She liked Lau and Ranmao too, considering both to be her friends.

'Prepare my weapons, Catherine. We'll go hunting tonight.' Lizzie said, her words filled with dark delight. She hadn't shown Ciel this side of her yet. The side that enjoyed the hunting of scoundrels and scum that didn't deserve to live. It's simply… target practice to her. She beamed happily, like her bubbly cute self. 'I'll go see Ciel now and update him if he's awake.'

'I was under the assumption that you were going to tuck him in if he was, my lady.' Catherine taunted, her demon nature peeking out as she remembered Lizzie's not-so-subtle threat about knocking him out.

She smiled easily, used to Catherine's sometimes mean and cruel behaviour. 'Oh I will… if necessary.' She said cheerily, exiting the room. Yes, she was willing but she would like to be as cute as possible for him. She wanted to be the light to his darkness, even if she was as dark as he was.