March

During the past 2 months that the pair had been together as a team, they both suffered teasing and humiliation from their sub-ordinates. Linda Carson, who worked as the police departments receptionist had named the pair 'Sherlock and Watson', which quickly caught on and became the pair's alias. With Cassidy being Sherlock and Harry being Watson, much to their dismay.

Extensive research by the filing department also lead to the discovery that Harry was 5 months Cassidy's senior, which was even more humiliating for Harry to be dragged and pushed around by Cassidy.

Due to this research, the filing department also discovered the birthdays of the two, something neither of them had even mentioned to any co-workers. Cassidy's was in August, meaning that Harry's was in March. So everyone who had worked with the duo decided to chip in and surprise Harry with two different presents on his birthday; a party in his honour, and the capture and transformation of Cassidy. Which all those involved affectionately named "Operation: Hell has frozen"

On the night of Harry's birthday, Cassidy was walking back to her apartment as usual, when 'Operation: H.H.F' was put into action. A small group of police members, each from various departments, attempted to tackle her, and knock her unconscious.

The group however, forgot Cassidy's heavy combat training, resulting in when they proceeded tackled her, she proceeded to give one bulky man a perfectly aimed kick to the man's groin, then to pull out her firearm from within her trench coat of wonders, and aimed towards her attacker.

"C-Cassie! It's me, Jack!" Protested the man, followed by a short woman jumping onto Cassidy and holding her back, earning a throw from Cassidy and ending up in a heap on the floor.

"Harriet?" Cassidy asked, leaning over the woman "What the hell were you doing?"

Harriet grunted in reply, sitting up, then telling her "We were trying to capture you, then give you a make-over for Harry's birthday present, if you must know" in a matter of fact tone.

Cassidy was confused for a few moments, then gave a small smile and laughed at the woman "What makes you think that Harry would want that kind of gift?" she asked, still laughing in-between her words

"Well, us women can just tell" Harriet replied, also know chuckling lightly "You can't tell, but we all can…Also, where us the gun from?"

"It was my brother's" She replied, placing the weapon back into the holster. "He gave it to me for my 18th birthday, hasn't got any bullets though"

The man on the ground gave a half-hearted laugh, in a mix of relief and embarrassment

"Sorry about that, Jack" She replied, giving a sly smile "You should have seen your face"

"Sorry about this, Cassie, I do apologise" Harriet told her before suddenly getting up from the floor, and hitting her in the back of the head, knocking her unconscious.

Phase 1: Complete

Meanwhile, while these events were taking place, Harry was sitting at his desk under a mountain of paperwork, affectingly given to him by Linda. The truth was though, Harry didn't actually mind all of the forms and files. It defiantly was safer than investigating with Cassidy, where rubble and villains were just waiting to fly into their faces.

'Speaking of the devil' Harry thought, momentarily pausing his report 'Where is Cassidy? Normally she would call up for a surprise investigation…Maybe she let me off because it's my birthday? No, she didn't even know about that. Then where was she?'

He was about to leave his desk and go investigate when Georgia, Frank and Russell (members of the forensics department) entered his office.

"Harry! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" Sang Frank, picking up the man as if he was nothing and carrying him out of his office.

"H-Hey! What do you think you're doing? Put me down!" Yelled Harry, desperately trying to sound full of confidence and authority. A failed attempt, of course.

"Sorry about this, chap" Said Russell, following Frank, and leaving the office

"Matchmakers orders" finished Georgia, who was at the back of the group, still in her white lab coat uniform "By the way, we expected a MUCH bigger fight than this. Cassie, I heard, was a handful. They had to drug her to keep her quiet"

"WHAT? You drugged her? You didn't need to go that far!"

"Well, they kinda' did" Replied Frank, adjusting Harry on his shoulder "The girl knew martial arts, above average too, and from what I heard from Jack, she had a gun"

"She had a gun! Gee, that woman is full of surprises.."

"Enough chit-chat!" Yelled Georgia "Let's just get him to the destination!"

"What destination? Where are you guys taking me?"

"You will see soon" replied Georgia, as everyone left the building and threw Harry into the car parked in the front

COOL TRANSITION

Around an hour afterwards, Harry was sat in the middle of the police department's partying, feeling a mix of happiness and annoyance. He was happy that the department cared about him and his birthday enjoyment, but he was annoyed with them for not informing him on the occasion. He hated surprises, but he would let this one slide.

He was drinking his second glass of wine, silently enjoying the heavy duty conga lines and dancing when he heard faint mumbling coming from the door next to him. It was a wonder that he heard it above the dance music.

He pressed his ear against the door, in an attempt to hear the conversation more clearly.

"-Looks great on you!" said a high pitched, female voice

"I hate dresses" plainly stated a voice, one that sounded distantly like Cassidy, when she was irritated.

"But, green looks good! Ii matches your eyes!"

"Who cares if it mates or not? It's not like I can't wear other colours too"

"Like what?"

"…Black, grey and white"

"Exactly, you never wear any colour! Harry will never notice you if you stay like a black and white movie!"

"Who cares? He's my colleague, not boyfriend."

"Not even a friend?"

"…I'm not sure"

The door then suddenly opened, and Harry fell straight onto the floor in front of the rooms occupants.

Cassidy looked down at Harry, a startled expression on her face "Harry? What the hell were you doing?" she asked, before noticing the large group of tipsy dancers spread out over thee room "You are terrible at sneaking, you know that"

Harry grunted in response, and helped himself up from the floor, then he looked at Cassidy.

She wore a green sleeveless dress, that really did match her eyes. The green wasn't bold like leaf green, nor was it bright like florescent green, or lime green. It was more of a calming, sea green than anything. A complete deception of her personality. She was wearing makeup too, and had her hair styled, something that Harry had never seen her do in the time he had known her. She looked the polar opposite to the no-nonsense-except -from-me attitude she had, it was strange.

Despite these drastic changes, Harry didn't feel any different about her. He wasn't prince charming falling in love with Cinderella simply because she was at the ball in a gown. It was still Cassidy, no matter which way he saw it, still Cassidy under the makeup, still Cassidy with or without the dress, and he couldn't decide if that was a good or bad thing.

Before he could go any deeper into his thoughts, one of the hall's windows exploded into a million shards of glass, and a figure jumped into the room.

The figure was grotesque, with dark purple skin, swelling and bulging at random areas all over its body. It bared its bright yellow, rotten teeth at the crowd, before leaping into the centre of the room.

Many of the guests has firearms on them underneath their outfits, and they tried to fire at the creature, but the bullets simply sank into the things flesh and dissolved, doing the creature no harm.

In short, there was only one thing that the creature could be. A nylock.

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