Agent in the Dark

The door opened and I watched Asia hobble out. I leaped out of my chair toward her. I had completely forgotten about her ankle. I cursed softly; as I noted the pain it caused her to walk.

She didn't draw back from my approach, which was surprising. Some part of me expected to see my own knife being used to disembowel me, but she let me swing her up into my arms without protest. I sat her down in the chair at the table, as I got down to my knees. Gently, I brought her leg up. Her ankle was only swollen slightly, but I felt around the joint carefully just to make sure the damage wasn't worse.

"It's just sprained not broken." I said glancing up.

I was captured by the look in her eyes, as she watched me feel at her ankle. Her eyes seemed to peer into my soul and uncomfortably I looked back down.

"I saw some athlete tape a few floors up. I'll be right back with it." I said hurriedly getting up and leaving the room.

I found the tape in short order and made my way back down to Asia. She was sitting, as I had left her waiting patiently. She seemed oddly surrendered in some way that I couldn't place. It was actually kind of unsettling.

Her ankle taped up securely I started to rise, when the tips of her fingers grazed my cheek, "Thank you." She said softly.

There she was with the nice manners again.

"You're welcome." I said briefly before turning away.

Her nice manners made me feel like scum. All I did was daydream about what I wanted to do with her intimately. She in return continued to thank me and offer to share her food with me. If she wasn't careful someone would take advantage of her kindness.

Who was I kidding! I was that someone and knowing that made me feel oddly guilty. I got out what food I had to offer along with water and we started to eat in silence.

For being a woman she didn't talk much. I found myself wanting her to speak more, which was weird. Typically that was what I most wanted to fast-forward through. I stifled a groan. She was driving me crazy with the way she was licking the chocolate off her fingers. She'd said something.

"What?" I asked, blinking in an attempt to refocus some corner of my intellect from where my mind had been concentrated.

"You said we were going to talk today." She repeated herself cautiously.

I came fully back to reality, "Yes, I did."