Haleigh sat in her study, her small reading glasses perched on her nose, a look of sheer determination on her face. She searched CI files for any hint of Malice... and also browsed ALL the information they had on Mystech, trying to get ANYTHING she could on the mysterious woman in white.... the woman who knew SO MUCH about the six that it gave Haleigh chills to think about it. Zach poked his head into the room, giving her a look of concern and a smile of encouragement. His deep voice snapped Haleigh from her trance and coaxed her away from her work.
Zach"Baby? The food's ready. Why don't you take a break and come join me?"
Haleigh looked up, taking a deep breath, and nodding after a short pause. She was hungry... and the pc would continue searching while she was eating. Zach thought it a small triumph that he managed to wrench her away-- she'd disappeared into her study the moment they came down to her floor and hadn't spoken, hadn't been out since. The desire to crush the woman responsible for all their pain seemed to have consumed her, and it made him worry. They sat down next to each other at a round glass table in the dining room, and Haleigh smiled softly. Two places were set under the light of a pair of candles, which cast a relaxing and romantic glow over the room. Moreover, he'd made her favorite plate, lasagna. Zach was trying [quite profusely] to take her mind off business and get her to relax. It had a theraputic effect, and Haleigh finally let go of everything. They talked as they ate, and it was almost as if they were two NORMAL people, just spending time together. They sat close together, and the soft glow fromt he candles creating a calm atmosphere, where it was, for once, just the two of them, and Haleigh suddenly wished desperately that she could be free of Mystech.... free of the fighting and the drama.... free of the burden of protecting the innocent. Haleigh leaned ovr and kissed Zach, a gentle and lingering kiss that changed into something a little more powerful and urgent, fueled by pent up stress and displaced passion. Zach set his glass of wine down, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her from her chair and into his lap sideways.
As Zach wrapped his other arm around her, Haleigh relented, taking a deep breath and relaxing into his arms, leaning her forehead against his. Zach asked what was wrong... a question for which she had no answer... something felt... wrong... something Haleigh couldn't place. Her conscious weighed sharply, and a pang of guilt struck her to her core. Zach knew exactly what it was.
Zach:"You have to let her go, Haleigh."
Haleigh looked up sharply, a fire blazing in her eyes. She planted her hands on his chest, pushing against his embrace. He wouldn't let her go, and they sat there like that, a standoff of sorts.
"You CAN'T ask me to just forget her... or what she did for us! How DARE you!"
"I'm NOT.... but you can't hold on so damn tightly, baby... she made the ultimate sacrifice, and I'm not saying you should just disregard that... but you can't PUNISH yourself for it either. She wouldn't want ANY of you to mourn her so deeply that you don't allow yourselves any happiness.... and you all DESERVE to be happy.... ESPECIALLY you. You think you don't... but you've worked so hard to become the woman you want to be... and you sacrifice EVERYTHING to protect this city.... the LEAST you deserve is to be happy.... and I KNOW... Morgan would want that.... for ALL of you."
Haleigh stared at him... speechless... Zach could alway see right into her soul... it was the reason they worked so well together... he understood her... and he seemed to know the best way to bring her out of a slump. She still had that challenging look in her eyes, but Zach could feel that in her heart, she knew he was right. He pulled her in and kissed her again, and though she was hesitant at first, she sooned retaliated, a strong, passionate embrace overtaking them both. Haleigh moved to straddle his lap, beginning to unbutton his shirt. Zach pushed his plate out of the way and lifted her onto the edge of the table, helping her out of her shirt as well.... and just as they were both getting into it.... the phone rang. They both tensed like a pair of teenagers caught in the act, then chuckled and relaxed. Haleigh sat up, running her hand through her hair.
"It's Blaze." She said, answering the phone. "Hey Blaze... what can I do for you?" Haleigh rubbed her eyes, as Zach eyed her impatiently. "Actually... I don't need to... Karen went to confront Malice a little while ago... Delilah went after her... and Karen brought them both back a few minutes ago... I've been monitoring them. Don't worry Blaze... they're both a little roughed up... but otherwise fine."