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Lysandra heard footsteps coming closer, “Agent, Lysandra”,  a shadow fell over her paper.

“Agent Theron,” She didn't look up from her papers,  "How many times have I told you to not look over my shoulder”

The shadow disappeared.

“Staying up late as usual,” Theron, chuckled.

“To maintain my train of thought, yes, which you have now ruined,”

She turned her chair and cocked an eyebrow at him.

He held his hands up in mock surrender, “How's the case? ”

“Good, I am making progress.”

“Good ” He paused, “Oh and the Crow wants to meet with you tomorrow morning.

The “Crow” was what most everyone called Director Kronos. A nickname he probably didn't know of. Given to him by agents because of his narrow features, and midnight hair.

“How nice”

“Mhmm, well, even if you like staying up late, I don't. Night.” He smiled briefly and swiftly turned on his heel, and left.

Lysandra smiled, once a sleepy head always a sleepyhead. Theron had been just as fond of sleep as he was when they first became friends. He wasn't the best agent but wasn't bad, and the only person who could get away with mocking her. She stood up and stretched her back, even though nobody thought she slept, she did, it would be impossible for her to function otherwise.

The next time she saw Theron was when he came to escort her to Director Kronos.

“You know, I think you look better in a suit than me.” Theron tugged at his crooked tie.

“Well maybe if you know how to wear one properly you'd look better.”

“The one class I missed in the academy.'' He shrugged.

Lysandra raised her hand in acknowledgment as they passed another agent.

Theron pressed his hand on the glowing blue pad beside the door, and bent, as it simultaneously scanned his eyes. He gestured to Lysandra as the door opened, promptly following.

Theron stood to the side of the room, hands clasped in front of him. Lysandra obtained a similar stance before the Crow, who was standing engrossed in a glowing translucent screen, his slim fingers working swiftly.

“Director Kronos. ”

“Agent Lysandra.”

The Crow waved a hand and the screen disappeared, he stepped down from the platform and shook her hand, "As you probably know, I have a new assignment for you"  He had started pacing and stopped in front of her.

She nodded.

"Now this is top secret, so the only ones who are to know are you." He extended a finger towards her.

"Agent Theron.“ The finger moved to him.

“And me.“ The finger jabbed at his chest. 

She nodded, and he continued, "Agent Theron will be your partner for this case, Theron, to keep you accountable for your rest, and you to keep him on track"

He gestured Theron over, once he stood by Lysandra the Crow continued, "Now, someone seems to be leaking information from our databases, and we don't know who, we may have good security, but apparently, not good enough."

He looked Lysandra in the eye, “I know you for your loyalty and dependability when you pursue a case, and I expect you to catch this mole.”

He turned and strode back to his raised platform, "I will send you any important information, but for now, you may go” He waved a hand, and the screen appeared again.

Theron looked at Lysandra and gestured with his hand, "Let's go hunting, shall we?" He said with a smirk.

"I believe you are done here, why aren't you gone?" The Crow raised an eyebrow.

Lysandra glared at Theron as she passed him. He shrugged mockingly. As they passed through the door, Lysandra, looked over at him,

 "Since we are working together, come over to my house and we can go over the info, Crow sends us."

“Sure, but I need to grab a snack, meet you there?"

Lysandra raised her eyebrow.

"What? " He turned the corners of his mouth down and tilted his head like a puppy.

"You’re gonna go puppy dog on me." 

“It was worth a shot."

"I have Food."

"Fine."

"When did you become so whiny about food?"

 Now."

“Mhmm."

They walked across the campus and soon reached the housing quarters. Lysandra paused and bent down as her eyes were scanned. The door shortly opened, and she made a beeline towards her computer room, forgetting about Theron. She stepped onto the raised platform in the middle and waved a hand, screens popped up, as a female voice spoke.

"Welcome, Lysandra.”

“Eden, bring up anything Director Kronos has sent me."

A file popped up on the screen.