Louis' POVI finished signing the last bit of paperwork I had left. I checked the watch to see that the clock had just struck seven. It was time to retire for the day. Today was different from the hollowness I had grown accustomed to. Today was interesting. It had not gone the way I had wanted it to go. I pulled open my table drawer and pulled out her file. I opened it and scanned its contents. The résumé was impressive. I had always caught myself wondering where she disappeared to that night she had come to my doorstep. She had always been the type to never give up but not even that could make me forget what her mother had done. In crutches and drenched from the rain, I had slammed the door in her face. On the tenth anniversary of my father's disappearance, my mum had a breakdown after seeing her again. I saw her too, in a car. I found out she had a good job and dared to be living well. She was the object of my anger after that. At least I had something to take my mind off of my Jen

Louis' POVI stepped into my office again after accompanying Victor. I stalked to my desk. My pulse raced beneath my skin as I held back every urge to walk into her office and do something that I might regret. I sat in my chair and sagged against it. The past few months have been a rollercoaster. After my discovery about the company that could ruin everything I had ever worked for. I got more information from the man with ears everywhere, the viper. He led me to Victor. Victor had been an unlikely ally during my time of need in the past and again he had proven useful. He had helped me bubble more things up to the surface. And now I knew that no one else was to blame other than Agatha Carter. Now, Zoe's motives were clear. I often found myself wondering why the hell she would have come to my company for a job after everything. I wanted so badly to believe that I had killed so much of her spirit. That I had broken her down well enough but deep down, I was not that delusional. Zoe was p

Zoe's POVThe day ended with the office's tension unsatiated. We could not look each other in the face. I left the office long after he did. I entered my car, feeling severely mentally drained. The radio was not an option, I had a headache that would only get worse. I had talked to my family for a while and I felt the guilt like a pang in my stomach. They would be so worried about me. I had to concentrate, knowing that once my mission was accomplished, we would have all the time in the world to bond. Of course until I would be dispatched for another mission. The road was fairly busy and the sun had completely bowed out. The night was brightened by the orange car lights. I arrived home about twenty minutes after I left the office. I switched off the engine and sighed deeply, I still had a report to make before I could finally snuffle up in bed. I froze. My heart rate quickened, my former exhaustion had vanished and given way to alertness. I opened my glove compartment and retrieved

Zoe's POV I thought of not picking up the car and was about to slip it into my pocket but I thought better of it. I would not give him the satisfaction of punishing me just because I broke one of his stupid rules "Hello, sir," I answered in a monotone , knowing that it would irritate him. "Miss Pierce, we need to have an urgent discussion," He said at the other end"Alright sir, can we have it on the phone?" I asked, mustering all the politeness I could muster. "Tomorrow at the office, please." "No," His voice was resolute, giving no space for compromise. "Where can we meet?" I asked."I am coming to pick you up." There was a tense silence as I said nothing for a moment."I am not home," I drew out slowly. "Where are you then?" Failing to hide the irritation in his tone."Out." I replied simply, giving no room for further inquiry."Where can we meet?" He asked. I glanced through the little window on the door to the woman's room to see her still being questioned. Whatever he w

Zoe's POVI woke up in a hospital bed at four in the morning, my body cramping badly but at least my head was ebbing and not pounding. I freshened up a little. I would take a taxi home and dress up for work. I could not let Louis get any reason to suspect something was wrong with me. Before I slept, I made a report to HQ on my development but said nothing about Cathy, other than saying I caught a burglar. My bosses would not be worried about my safety. I had been trained for far more dire situations. I let Loira know that she would have to do some undercover work and run tests on the DNA samples that I collected from Kathy. In a few days I will know the truth. I entered Cathy's room to see her sleeping peacefully. Her chest rose rhythmically and that was the only thing that gave me the assurance she was alive. She looked fragile in that state. I walked closer to her and sat down. I reached out to clasp her hand. It was warm under my touch. I looked deeply at her. If not for the la