That tapping of agitated fingers against the a desk seemed to unfaze the only other occupant in the room. Eyes closed, and red framed glasses perched on the bridge of a prominent nose. A fair complexion made even more pale by the black hair that fringed it. Perfectly straight, and cut to perfection no strand was out of place as the face tilted, and fingers deftly caught and flipped a knife in the air.

Brown eyes gazed out at the surroundings before giving a roll of the eyes and the tapping stopped. "Cristo! What the ***** is going on?"

Black eyes looked up quite unperturbed by the harsh words that had came from the person across from him. Giving a shrug he let the knife drop, allowing it to fall point down into the table. "Hmm... Reassignment it seems."

Singe blinked her eyes rapidly for a few moments before standing up. Chair flipping back from the abruptness of her movement. "WHAT?! What do you mean reassignment! I HAVE DONE MY DUTY! I AM NOT GOING ANYWHERE AND --"

A single hand came out to stop her words. A look of amusement on Cristo's face as he adjusted his glasses and stood up. "Do not be alarmed Marie, you are not being reassigned. It is your demon that shall be going off on a trip."

Singe opened her mouth and gave a few false starts of words before closing them and shaking her head. "Wait.... no.... I mean." She looked completely shock. Her body falling to sit but grabbed the table before she found her bottom on the floor. Giving another shake of her head she looked panicked as she headed for the door. "No... no no! Feliu should have stopped this!"

Cristo just gave a chuckle and took his knife out of the table. "Hmm... He has attempted to. All the loopholes he could find, and even went to begging." He leaned back, crossing his leg over his knee and shrugged. "You're lucky they have not taken him away also."

Singe stopped at the door narrowing her eyes, "Where is he?"

"Not here." Cristo took out an item from the inside pocket of his black jacket. Adjusting his red tie he stood up and offered the object out to Singe. "If you're going, just know I was supposed to keep you until they relocated. Feliu has been punished for insubordination, and.... can be picked up in the alley on your way out." Offering the silver lighter out he just smiled. "And if you feel like torching me. Go ahead. You know I'd get out."

Singe just glared at the man smiling at her. Hands snatching the lighter and opening the door and stormed out. She found her handler just as Cristo had said. She picked him up, got a car, and headed back to their apartment. From there she sat down in front of the phone for the first time and dialed a number. Swallowing she took a few deep breaths before answering the voice on the other line. "I'd like to speak to Nella... Tell her it's about Thomas."

( Sorry if this seems rushed XD: )

Nella flopped into her bed, her hair flying everywhere becoming more of a tangle mess and her sun glasses falling off the tip of her nose so they now pressed against her upper lip. She didn't care, at this moment she felt like she couldn't move her arms. Taking a few deep breaths she listen to the quiet house around her.

She'd been living with her adoptive mother and father for the pass year now, ever since she had the triplets. Both her parents had been a great help with the children. Victoria loved her grandchildren, babysitting when her husband and Nella had to leave for jobs. Today had been normal for the most part, except the 'jobs' had run a little late because of a mix up. Meaning She had to work twice as hard to fix the mistake.

Nella pushed herself up, groaning at the pain that shot through her arm. She suspected she might have strained the muscle that day, but she couldn't let it slow her down. She pulled her glasses off her face. She then folded them and put them away. She pushed herself out of bed after that so she could get ready to sleep. After changing she heard a soft knock on the door. Irritated, she went to the door and pulled it open. It was Chilly, her 'brother'. He was holding the phone to her.

"It's for you..." He said looking rather tired. She titled her head to the side and grabbed the phone.

"Who?"

"I don't know...Maybe Singe, since the person said they needed to talk to you about Thomas." He yawned like it wasn't that big of deal. Nella felt her eye twitched and held the phone to her ear.

"Hello, this Nella. Who I am speaking to?"

( it's late =o= )

Singe let her forehead rest on the palm of her hand. Focusing on the feeling of dry skin against rough and callused hands she kept herself alert. It was late, and she was tired with all that had happened, yet she could not let this go. Thomas would not want Nella to worry, and considering that the reassignment was out of the blue like this, they probably suspected that the demon had procreated. Letting out a heavy sigh her body eased back into the chair she was in as she heard Nella's voice.

"So I'm not the only one that's had a rough night..." She muttered brushing a hand through her course brown hair she bit her bottom lip, and cleared her throat. "Nella... I suggest getting out of town for awhile. Or... Don't be seen at least." Really that was not a hard thing to ask from a professional killer, but there were always surprises. Thomas and her had been surprised when they were ambushed by their own men. If she had known they would have taken Thomas away, she would have released his final form.

She could not focus on what could have been though. "Be careful is all I'm saying... Thomas has been reassigned. Don't know if he'll come back, but..." She gave another shrug, "Get ready to be a single mother for awhile."

Nella's eye twitched as her stomach turned. She took a deep breathe before she replied to Singe. "Alright... I'll see what I can do. " She looked at Chilly who has been watching her a stupid look on his face. She glare at him and his expression went on alert. Nella jerked her head towards the triplet's bedroom and Chilly nodded. He went off quietly to check on them.

"Do I need to move the pets as well or can they stay her with my parents?" She asked careful not to mention the children right out since that seemed to be the center of all they're problems. Singe and Thomas hadn't told her much but she knew enough.

Chilly came back and he held up the okay sign and then made gestures to tell her that Triplets were still asleep.

Singe scratched her forehead and then gave a short shake of her head. She did not know what would happen to the children. Or she knew what would happen if The Company found out, but she was not sure what would keep them safe. It was kind of hard to hide the very noticeable features they had in common with their father. Horns not yet beginning to form, but the telltale bumps that they would sprout one day was sign enough all ready. Biting her bottom lip she gave a shake of her head.

"I don't know actually... I think they should be fine, long as they don't make too much noise. But... I hadn't expected this to happen. So..." She gave another shrug, "Just do what Thomas would do..." Leave and deny everything. It was not a cold hearted gesture, Thomas was a demon but he was not cold hearted, he was practical and the most sensible thing to save his children would be denial. Standing up she carried the phone with her to the kitchen looking at the form of her handler which was draped over the kitchen table. When it came to first aid, Singe knew absolutely nothing about it. She could get herself hurt, and she could keep herself alive.

She did not know how to keep others alive...

"Hey... Think you can send over a medic of some sort? Or first aid? I only have myself, and.... s*** like I know what the f**** to do."

Nella laughed at the last statement and shook her head. She thought for a moment before replaying. "I know Feliciano is good with first aid but I rather not bother him this late, God knows what he's doing. But I can come over and help, we can talk more about the current situation." She sighed and pushed the unnecessary feelings and thoughts down before the spilled out of her mouth. She looked at Chilly again. He was watching her closely waiting for her to tell him what to do next and she waited for Singe to tell her what to do next.

Singe gave another glance at the table before shaking her head. Again, a useless action but she was not used to talking to people on the phone. On the headset, but not the phone. "No... You can't be seen near here. I just..." She gave another curse under her breath. Her breathing shallow as she leaned against the door frame and shook her head again.

"Just send anyone with medical experience. Best bet is someone neutral.... You get out before you're found. Don't come near the apartment, and definitely don't go looking for Thomas." She doubted that Nella was as stupid to do that but she had never been in love before. Stupid emotion really. Made everyone feel and look like fools. She hated feeling ashamed, and embarrassed, because she was the best. It was the only thing she was good at, and yet she had gotten sloppy. Or The Company was getting better.

"Nella.... also... stay away from red glasses." It was the only warning she'd be able to give. "You see them.... Just Run." She cleared her throat and stood up walking back to where the phone was supposed to rest. "If someone comes knocking on my door I won't answer, so they better know how to get in. And also be ready to fight me off." She hung up the phone not allowing Nella to tell her who was coming. She would wait, and she hoped they would come in time before Feliu got into even worse shape.

And for the first time ever, in a very long time, Singe looked up to the heavens, closed her eyes, and prayed.