First I have to say that I love the pairing Roy/Cheshire. I even started a community :D so if you like this check out my community :D And recommend stories. I need more stories. :D (I have the slight suspicion that I'm overusing ":D" whatev! :D)

Secondly I apologize that this is so short. I was going to finish all this stuff, etc but I decided that instead of waiting a super long time to get a nice jucy long chapter you could get a nice weasely tiny chapter now! You don't care but it makes me feel accomplished to post something.

Thirdly and lastly the disclaimer! DunDunDunDa! Do I look like a megabillionaire? Wait for it... I don't think so. Do I look like I have the imagination to come up with these characters? Don't answer that. I want to have a little self esteem left. Yeah. I'm not the creator of DC comics or Marvel or whoever owns Young Justice. Surprised? Don't answer that either. I like to think that my writing skills made you think I was a producer of Young Justice.

NOTE: This takes place when Roy and Cheshire are about 25

Let the show begin

Cheshire hummed softly to herself as she filed paper work for her boss. The door jingled as someone entered the firm and she turned towards it, her hand wrapping around her stomach. She knew who it was of course, recognized those familiar footsteps, but she was amazed that he had managed to find her again. Amazed and a teensy tiny eensy weensy bit nervous. Only a little though, she was a master assassin but she was nervous all the same, things had changed since they had seen each other last. From the look on his face it was evident that this was a coincidence, she knew what his job was and even though they were not on the best of terms she wouldn't blow his cover. Hmm, she thought to herself, probably has to do with the fact that I left him without a single word and haven't talked to him for thr past six months.

"Have we met?" She asked looking to all the world as an innocent secretary, to someone who knew her they would see her danger, Cheshire never let her guard down. "You look familiar."

Roy stiffened at the sound of her voice. "I can't honestly say I remember meeting you, but you do seem rather familiar, let me introduce myself, my name is Dr. Richard Anderson.

"Catherine Miller, but my friends call me Chess" She said with a smirk on her face. As she had hoped he was momentarily caught off guard by the comment.

"Ahh Catherine it is, I seem to remember, didn't I meet you the malaria convention in Vietnam?" She smiled to herself, it was clever, if her cover story didn't work with that story she could easily deny it but at the same time she knew that she wasn't compromising Red Arrows identity.

"Yes that was me. I seem to remember I showed you around during your stay and helped you with some matters. I left for here soon after that." He blushed faintly at her suggestion.

"Anyway Ms. Miller I do believe that we never got to properly meet. I would be interested to talk to you about Vietnam and any interesting details that occurred after my trip. Here's my number, I know a delightful café downtown, the Blue Bean." She could sense that this was not a request. They would talk no matter what, and she would rather have it on her terms, or at least as even a playing field as she could make it.

"I would be delighted. Thank you Dr. Anderson. My boss is available to speak with you now."

She scooted aside to let him pass through the door to her boss's office.

He entered without a word.

Behind her she could hear the other office workers whisper. While she pretended to be the simple and sweet Catherine they knew that she had a history best left in shadows. It was the first time they had seen anybody that she had past connections with. She ignored the whispers and turned back to the filing cabinet. She had a job to do after all.

Yeah I know not much and way too short. I'm not going to demand reveiws for the next chapter to be posted like some authors. I'll be happy if I get one! :)

You are warned: I will probally not be updating from anywhere to tommorow or a month. It depends on a lot of things. So if you want to speed up my updating process I will welcome reveiws that say. "UPDATE NOW!" They help remind me that people care about my story.

HAPPY ALMOST TURKEY DAY! (Sadly I didn't make that up. My friend theincrediblyinsaneiz made it up. Her stories are funny :D)

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