She was quite sure that this had nothing whatsoever to do with her cold or virus, or whatever it was.“There’s going to be some discomfort,” came...the warning voice.The doctor slid his gloved finger to find the patient’s cervix and rimmed it, feeling for the mucus plug that would tell him what the tests had already suggested. It was there and it was firm. He remembered seeing this woman at the musical he’d attended with his wife several months back. She was the teacher. He’d noticed her, like any. Reaching the end near where her father lounged, Noriko pulled herself up the ladder, stepping up onto the sun warmed concrete patio. She was dressed in a blue bikini that showed off her figure, the same slim Asian hourglass figure her mother had, the figure she'd grown into as she'd gone into her teens, and now as a young women, turned heads. Noriko knew she was a head turner, and didn't mind the attention, though she'd gotten a rep as a bit picky, she'd never let a guy see her naked, let alone. Suddenly the car lost all traction and slid sideways for a distance before flipping, and rolling into a ditch. Damon hung immobile from his seat belt, as the wheels spun down to stillness above him; then all was quiet.June was on the final leg of today's journey back home to a long soak, and a welcome bottle of wine. The Clio swished past the sign for Broad's Farm and came to a sudden halt. June stared ahead; it wasn't her imagination. There was a car crashed in the ditch at the side of the. Everyone I work with out in the field has some sort of code name for themselves. Some for personal protection for their families even work under aliases, which is why I doubt Smith is the real name for my boss, though it could be. Honestly, I have respected his privacy to much to check up on it, though I am totally sure he knows everything about me, but I’m not worried because I have nothing to hide from anybody. His code name, however, happens to be ‘Twilight’, and my code name just happens to.