A tension filled the air as Bette suddenly felt her knees weaken, she steadied herself by holding on to the conference table. She took a deep breath and held out her hand, "Nice to meet you, I’m Agent Bette Porter. And you are?" Gen gave herself a mental shake and reached out for Bette’s extended hand, trying to ignore the familiar warmth of Bette’s fingers and skin on hers, Gen replied, "I’m Doctor Gen Taylor, the new Forensic Anthropologist."

***

I can’t believe it’s her, Bette thought as she found herself trying to catch glimpses of Gen from the corner of her eye. Helena was giving a short overview of the current case situation, and all Bette could think about was Gen’s eyes, Gen’s hair, Gen’s lips, Gen’s… “Bette?” Helena said, “Are you with us or would you be needed a top up of your coffee?” Bette turned to find the entire team looking blankly at her, “I’m fine, Helena.” “Well, would you like to give your case run down to the forensic team?” Helena sat down as Bette got her files together and walked towards the front of the long conference table, “I’m here to present the profile of the UNSUB. We believe that it is most likely female…” as Bette continued her rundown of the suspect’s profile, Gen tried to be as attentive as she could but couldn’t help starring at Bette’s curves and remembering Saturday night at the museum. This is crazy, Gen mused, but she’s so beautiful.

“Gen?” Shane said, jolting Gen out of her daydream, “You’ll be working very closely with Bette on this case so I will leave you guys to discuss the other details of the case. Meeting adjourned.”

Bette stood up from her seat and gathered her notes together, “Your office?” she asked Gen, trying to avoid her eyes. Gen stood across from her and smiled, “Sure, my office is just this way.” Gen walked slightly ahead of Bette, trying to ignore the tension between them now that they were alone. “Please ignore the bareness of my office space,” Gen said as they walked into the room, “It’s my first day.”

“Look, Gen, I know that…”