Well, that was a job well done if she said so herself. Serena had disappeared from C.C.'s neck and things were less chaotic here. Time to get herself a drink of water and then write that report up for Ben. Oh, happy day! Reports.. The least favourite part of her job.

She was just reaching the water cooler when she noticed a familiar face. "Chris."

Piper was walking down the hall, needing a glass of water, or something, she just needed a break for now. She was just reaching the water cooler when she noticed the Department head.. Lima.. she thought was her name..

She also noticed that she was talking to a boy.. "Hello.." She said shyly.. hoping it would be okay to.. talk?

Then Lima popped out of her office. Silly guy, He should leave before Lima comes out. Now he hope that Lima wouldn't think that he's stalking her cause he really isn't stalking her. And it would be great if his friend was free today. He want someone to talk to and it's Lima. "Lima."

And there was another person there. A shy looking girl. "Well, hello there. I'm Lima," which the girl probably knew seeing as she was a Division Head and all. "And you are?" She smiled at her.

"How are you, Chris? It's a surprise to see you on this Level." A good surprise, but a surprise all the same. They didn't get people from Level Two on this floor very often.

Piper smiled a bit as Lima spoke, "Hello, I am Piper Snow, I am from the Committee of Experimental charms." She said quietly as she smiled shyly. "I briefly helped you out with the whole CC and Serena thing." She said quietly.

Chris smiled at Lima, "Oh. Yeah. A surprise. I'm here to see you though." Chris admitted to Lima, smiling at her reluctantly. Level Two people barely come into level 3 unless its an important matter. But He's just visiting someone, and that someone was Lima, His friend. He barely has friends in the ministry, Becca, She's always with her husband every lunch. But Lima's always free so he can ask her to have lunch with him.

Dora stormed down to the watercooler and saw a few people standing nearby. She was too angry to give notice to who they were really. "Excuse me," she muttered stepping past them to get a drink from the watercooler. |She drank deeply, emtyping her entire cup.Then with a sigh she actually started to calm herself. She concentrated on turning her hair back to it's usual blonde and pink shades and her eyes to a more suitable shade as well. The longer she stood the more calm she became. No one knew how Dora used to be... she would never be miss doom and gloom again... would she??
Dora then turned and saw Lima talking to someone she did't know and gave Lima a nod and smile and turned and walked back to the office.

She raised her brow at Dora as she passed by them like that. But whatever. Maybe she was having a bad day or something.

She turned her attention back to Piper. "Yes, I remember seeing you there. Nice to meet you." She smiled and figured that she must be new here 'cause she had never seen her until the Mission.

Then Chris captured her attention. "Oh really?" she asked as she turned towards him again and raised her brow in surprise. She waved and smiled at Dora as she passed by again. Seemed her mood was a bit better. Anyways..

"So you just came by to chat with me then?" That was nice of him.

Dora stepped out of theoffice and trotted down the hall on her way to level two. If her Edward was busy she'd just go to her house and wait. She knew Lima and the man she was conversing with probably thought her extremely rude. She would stop and apologize and ask how Lima was. Approaching she smiled broadly and said"'Lo Lima. Sorry I stormed past earlier I was in a bit of a tizzy. How are you?" Dora really wasn't typically rude...anymore.

Edward's owl, Merlina, swooped down the corridor and spotted Dora and lighted on her shoulder holding out her leg.
the letter read

Edward's owl coming down the corridor caught Dora off guard and she started a bit as Merlina alighted on her shoulder.Taking the note she quicky read it and a smile spread across her face. She reached up and stroked Merlina and said, "Go on back to Edward, I will be there shortly" And with that the owl hooted and took off back the way she had come. A bit flustered and jittery Dora turned to Lima and shrugged, "I suppose this ismy que to leave" she held up the note and smiled. "My boyfriend Edward has recently just transferred to our Ministry and he is awaiting my arrival at the Leaky Cauldron. So, if you'll excuse me I ust be off...again"Dora giggled. Everytime she saw Lima today she felt as though she were being rude. At this she shook her head and turned to walk away. Looking back over her shoulder she said to Lima, "I look forward to working with you again soon!" and with that she was off.

Chris nodded at Lima then smiled. "Er.. Yeah, I just want to talk to someone else" He told Lima then he look at the other girl in the corridor who talks to Lima. "Hi." He greeted her then he smiled feebly. And when Lima's busy, maybe he should come and eat at the cafeteria alone.

She just shrugged it off as Dora apologized. "Happens to the best of us. I'm good. You?" She waited for a response when suddenly an owl swooped by and gave a letter for her. She had to admit that that was slightly surprising but she waited patiently as the girl read it. And then she was off. "Later, Dora. Have fun." She waved bye to her as she walked off then turned back to Chris.

"Well, that's nice. You were feeling bored then?" She got that. Work could be fun and interesting. But also dull at times when there was nothing to do. Even though she was sure that Chris was busy investigating that murder that happened in he Leaky Cauldron. Not that she would ask him about that.

Dora had earlier lost her temper... she just got a bad vibe from that Torquil guy... she sighed heavily. She didn't like losing her temper and didn't really know why it had happened. all she knew is that her anger manifested itself against her better judgment and she would have to go apologize and try to make things right, if she could. She stood a while in the corridor trying to figure out what she was going to say.

An enchanted parchment flew up the hall and insistently poked Dora's head repeatedly.

Dora grabbed the annoying memo and quickly opened it..... oh no Mel and Craig were in trouble.... Full moon.... with that Dora turned on the spot and disappeared.

Melanie was making her way to the office, but first she stopped by the Watercooler machine. She sighed as she waited for her glass to fill.

Last night's events had really shaken her up, while she was on the shower, hot water relaxing finally her muscles, she thought about what that meant. Would she be willing to risk her life every full moon? Even though Craig claimed that she kept his humanity intact, she had seen too much of the beast to forget it. She loved him, but she didn't sign up for that... she wasn't sure how to act, every time she remembered his horrific howls, the hairs on her neck stood up in panic. She didn't even kiss him goodbye.. and she was feeling awful for that.

What if one day, he attacks me?

Her glass was already full, and was even starting to drip to the floor, as she contemplated it, lost in her thoughts.

Torquil was walking to the office, he looked terrible. He hadn't slept the night before, just wondering if Melanie was okay.. His dark blue shirt was crumpled, not neatly pressed like his shirts usually were. He had a days growth of stubble on his chin, and his hair looked like he had run his fingers through it a million times.

He sighed as he walked, his dark purple eyes taking in nothing until...Wait was that Melanie? At the water cooler?? He quickened his step, his heart beating wildly as he strode toward her. His first instinct was to take her in his arms and kiss her.. But he ignored that. He had too.

"Mel.. Hi Are you Okay?" He asked genuinely concerned for her, as he took her cup to stop the minor flood she was causing.

Melanie didn't see Torquil arriving, she only heard his voice and saw his hand, taking her cup from the machine. She gazed up at him. Lie.. Lie.. tell him everything is ok...

"N-Not really.." she said, her voice breaking. She hadn't talked to anyone about what happened and she didn't know who to talk to, of course Dora was her first thought, but Torquil was there, she could see that he was worried too...

She suddenly reminded that he was the one with her when she fainted in the first place. She ran her hands nervously through her wet hair "I'm s-sor-ry if I scared you yesterday.." she told him, apologizing, as she gazed down on the floor. She could feel tears in her eyes, it was all coming down on her, all her strength and super human courage was gone, and she felt fragile.

Torquil could feel his heart start to break as he looked down into Melanie's watery blue eyes. "Melanie, What happened?" He asked trying to comfort her in any way.. He slowly put an arm around her and looked down at her. "Can I do anything for you?" He asked looking down at her.

"You frightened me, and I was trying to tell everyone that you needed to go home, and they wouldn't listen.. Merlin! No one listens to me here.." His last sentence came out in a bit of a growl and the frustration could easily be heard. "It is alright, you are in no condition to work right now, How about we go somewhere for a cup of tea.. or something.." He suggested, his arm still around her as he steered her toward the lifts.

Melanie was feeling so.. miserable that she allowed Torquil to place his arm around her without fighting it back. It felt good to her for some normal human contact, all she could remember were werewolf-Craig's arms around her all night, and her panic that he would turn and attack her at any minute.

Sobs began to break her breathing, making it difficult for her to talk " Craig's a werewolf.. half werewolf, something went bad yesterday.. he fully transformed... he never does that.." she was talking almost to herself only loud enough for Torquil to listen " I had to help him.. I just had.. but.. I was so scared..!" a huge sob broke her speech and she hid her face on Torquil's chest, she didn't want to be seen like that, not at work.

"P-P-Please! Take me away from here" she begged him as he guided her to the lifts and leaving the building with him.

Dora walked, zombie- like, to the watercooler. Before even filling her glass she pressed her cheek against the cool wall and sighed. Taking her glass she filled it and slumped down the wall to the ground. She drank deeply from her glass and hung her head. What had been happening to her life the past few days? Everything had gone topsy turvy. She was plagued by dreams of Edward and Silas, not to mention horrific events from her past. She let a few tears escape as she sat.

Silas wandered into the hallway, completely unaware of his surroundings. He was finding it immensely difficult to focus on anything, given how much his memory kept flashing to Lizzie or to the, er, incident with Dora.

Slouching down the hall, hands deep in his pockets, head down, he headed toward the water cooler, completely oblivious that Dora was there.

That was, oblivious until he began to get a cup of water. He spied her out of the corner of his eye and could feel his face grow hot. He turned to her, paler than usual, with dark rings under his eyes, with a remorseful frown.

"I'm sorry," he muttered, before turning again to leave.

Dora's head snapped up when she heard Silas' voice. She hastily wiped her face and jumped to her feet. "Hey Silas, how are you?" she asked with too much fake cheerfullness. You're laying it on too thick Dorashe berated herself.

Dora wished Silas would stay and comfort her, but she also hated the fact that he caught her looking so vulnerable.

Silas looked over his shoulder. She'd spoken to him? After all of that, she would still speak to him? "I'm... ok," he spoke softly. He really wasn't ok. But he wasn't about to tell her that. If anything, his appearance might give it away. He'd totally left out any hint of color in his wardrobe. His pale skin - extra pale as of late - contrasted sharply with his all black outfit.

"Have a good day, Dora." His voice was mournful and apologetic. Finishing his water and tossing the cup in the waste basket, he stuffed his hands back in his pockets and slouched back toward his office.