Kate Laswell was a lot of things. For one she was one of the most experienced people in the field. She was beautiful, level-headed, and smart.

But even she wasn't immune to arguments. She'd argued with you over something stupid. She was already stressed because she was late, and when you made her further upset, she snapped at you.

Now, she'd come home, and you weren't waiting for her. She walked into the bedroom slowly. She could tell you were still awake.

"Can we talk, angel?" She murmured.