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James had gone from one mission to another in the past few months or so, doing both undercover and naval intelligence work for his higher-ups. If it wasn't for a certain someone he would've been burned out long ago.

He sat by his desk, looking through all the texts he'd sent back and forth with Wynonna. She was unlike any other woman he'd met during his time as a spy. She was smart, witty, kickass and incredibly beautiful. Having her with him on the field sounded tempting enough.

"I'm sure you'll be happy to know it's just us two here now. I said I'd do overtime today and they bought the excuse," James smirked as he looked at the brunette in his doorway.

cassandra_firebreath

As the young students turned in for the night Cassandra was still wide awake, for a reason. Her first kiss with Peter had left her wondering if it could turn into something more. She really liked the boy and clearly the feeling was mutual.

Only problem was she hadn't seen him since. True to his reputation, Peter Maximoff hardly stayed still. Always on the move somewhere, doing his thing. One of the things that truly intrigued her about him, if she's honest.

Cassandra climbed into her bed, just laying there and staring up at the ceiling.