Madison felt his hand push not only the book back down but her hand as well. She blinked a couple of times, still watching him, before she removed her eyes, remembering to breathe once more. "Reunion," she repeated softly, thinking that it was just her conscience speaking, but instead, it was her own voice.

She looked at her desk momentarily, gripping the front of it with her hands as it was Constantine's turn to ask a question. "Fine," her voice squeaked. She cleared her throat, looked up at him and smiled faintly as she was a bit embarrassed from the squeaking of her voice. Let's try this again!

"Umm," she paused once more to clear her throat. Her eyes going back and forth between the desk and him. "How are you?" She finally grasped the nerve to place her eyes on one thing, him.