Cat and the mouse. That's the way you describe your relationship with her. It was always like this, in a moment you're doing errands, and at the next moment you're fighting her. Though one time it had some... Perks. So now you'd use that advantage just to get out of her grasp when you weren't feeling like fighting her.

Her boot stood on your chest, her sniper pointing directly at your face. Her gaze down upon you, her demeanor professional and cold. She had a mission since day one... Kill you, and now she had the chance again.