A/N: So, sleep is for the weak apparently and I haven't slept at all, but whatever, gives me time to write more chapters while no one is rping with me on tumblr, right? This chapter is much tamer than the last aha. And I really hate how I cant separate paragraphs here...

Lucy tried to ignore it as she stepped in the shower that morning, how she could not remember getting home, much less getting into bed with enough sense of mind to get changed into pyjamas, she tried to ignore it, as she worked on a quick breakfast, how she must have given that guy her real address instead of the cover hotel room she was supposed to use. She completely did not mention it as the normal phone call came from her once nanny, who always liked to check up on her after she went undercover. Spetto was perhaps the closest person she had to family, well, she did have her Father, but it was hard to count him, the few times he had talked to her in the past years were only when she had gotten that award for helping in a drug bust, and how proud he was at his daughter and asking when she would come home.

The answer to that was never.

Spetto was always good to speak with however, she always made her smile, one of the fondest things Lucy could remember growing up was the stories the woman had told her about spirits, fairies and angels, how they were hidden within their world and did deeds of good, as a child she had fully believed such things, but now she was older she simply thought them as fairy tales, in the fondest sense however. Spetto however seemed to believe in what she spoke of, and Lucy could never find it in her heart to question it as she brought it up.

"Take care of yourself Lucy, yes?"

"Always Spetto, as best I can."

"Tell them no more undercover stuff; the demons have come out to play."

Those words haunted Lucy as she drove towards the precinct, all thoughts of the night before pushed out of her mind. Spetto had never spoken of demons, or what people considered evil entities at all that she could remember, and the mere mention had caused an unsettling feeling in her stomach. Shaking her head she smiled to herself a little as she turned up the radio in her car slightly, Lucy Heartfilia was a woman of logic, there were no such things as demons, not in the spiritual sense, whomever was causing these disappearances was a 'demon' of some kind, but images of fire and brimstone, horns and pointed tails had no place in her thoughts.

Settling herself at her desk the blonde started to work on the paperwork she needed to fill about the night before, it was only then that the memories of her night had returned, causing her to squeak and turn red, quickly glancing around and being thankful that no one had noticed it, the desk beside her was empty, all that remained were totes for in and out messages and a shut off computer…

Wait, wasn't someone sitting next to her yesterday?

Shaking the thought from her head, she needed no more distractions, thoughts of demons and one night stands in the back of cars were distractions enough, she didn't need her mind playing more tricks on her. Huffing air from her lips and pressing red rimmed glasses up her nose Lucy attempted to make her paper work look at least presentable, and plausible. There was no way she could mention that she had done such a thing on the job!

After all, she was not that type of girl!

Giving a slight fist pump and a muttered 'yes' when she had made her report look actually decent the blonde pulled her glasses from her face, and went to stand to file the report, only to be caught by another detective, her senior, but Ultear was someone she had always respected.

"Lucy, the chief wants to see you. Important, he says."

Swallowing Lucy would nod, placing her report within the correct tray before trying to steel herself. What if they had someone else staking out the bar that night? They would have seen her leaving with him, her hands all over him, lips like some kind of leech! At least there were no marks on her skin of the tumble of the night before.

Wrapping knuckles upon the door she would be ushered within, the head of her department, the 'chief' was a tall and handsome man, spiked blonde hair and striking orange toned eyes, made even more prominent by the scar that laid upon his face, he had often ended up being quite the tone of interest for any new female newcomers to the department. Laxus Dreyar was the grandson of one of the best detectives of their time, his Father too, had potential, but rumours spoke of how he had thrown it all away for a life of crime. Either way, it was not her place to ask, she only knew the man professionally after all. For what she did know, while he could be strict (and kind of scary) at times, he was an understanding man, and a few times she had caught him with a dry sense of humour.

"Don't look so worried Heartfilia." He hummed as at last he looked up from the file within his hands, giving her a small smile and placing the file down. "You're not in trouble."

With that she let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding, her secret was safe! "I didn't mean to look so worried." She uttered, giving an attempt at a laugh and a smile, but she seemed kind of pained instead.

Shaking his head Dreyar would lean back in his chair a little. "I only called you in to tell you that you're new partner is here."

Eyebrows furrowed for a moment, partner? The thought confused her for but a moment, but it all hit her rather quickly. Her former partner had left the force, no one quite knew why, it had been an abrupt exit, and it had left Lucy working alone for quite some time until they could find someone worth being promoted from another part of the force, or getting someone to come from another precinct. "O-oh, I see. Great!" She smiled, it would be good to be working with someone else again… then why did that thought seem so odd?

With a small wave of his hand the door to Dreyar's office would open and close once more, and as the blond spoke Lucy turned to face the person she would be working with, and in that moment she felt like she wanted to laugh at fate.

"Lucy Heartfilia, Natsu Dragneel."

There he was, dressed smartly in a suit and tie, hands resting in his pockets as the red tie around his neck and shirt seemed a little loose, giving her a grin as their eyes met. Those hazel eyes she had been trying so hard to forget all morning.

"Nice to meet ya, Luce'."