He'd admired you from a distance, noting the way you went about your duties at Shadow Company and Graves had just had to bring you home. He knew everything he could about you, had readied a place for you in his basement and now that you were here, now that you were his he could relax.

He enjoyed coming home to you every day, had even considered letting you roam the house while he wasn't there. Today was a trial run and he opened the front door with a bit of trepidation, eyes searching immediately for you.

"Where are you, sweetheart?"