We arrive at my apartment building after twenty minutes. We went out of the car and Gideon skeptically looked at his surroundings. I know that he can see my old apartment building that can be a world heritage site or a haunted building. A green trash bin with full of garbage. Littered alley way. He looked around as if to assess if this area is safe and if he is still in New York.

"Don't worry. Crime is not popular in this area." As if the Gods are mocking me. A police siren could be heard in a distance. He just raised his perfect eyebrow at me as if to say 'really?'

I stand awkwardly. What is the proper etiquette in this situation? This the first time a guy accompanied me back to my house. What should I do? I decided I should ask him. That is the Polite way. I pat myself on the back on how smart my idea is.

"What should I do in this situation? Should I invite you in for drinks?"

Again, he just raised his eyebrow. What is wrong with his eyebrows. It is like always perpetually raised when we are talking.

"You know what Ella? If I didn't know you. I will think that you have an ulterior motive that's why you are inviting me to go inside your apartment."

"Huh? What is wrong in inviting you inside my apartment? "

He just chuckled.

"so innocent. Lead the way madam"

He takes my bag from the driver and he guides me inside the building. As we make our way through the stairs. I cringe every time the stairs creak. I think it is a bad idea to invite him. He didn't say anything, but I can hear him muttering. I catch the word doorman and elevator. Finally, we reach my unit and I opened it using the key under the doormat.

I opened the door and as we enter, I know that Gideon is inspecting our whole house. I am proud of our apartment because even if it is small it is cozy and clean.

"Do you want to see my room?"

He gave me a funny look and just slowly nod his head.

I look at him weirdly and grabbed my bag from his hands. I opened my room and sit on the bed. Gideon just stands on the doorway.

"Your room is small."

I look around and yes, indeed my room is small, but it is enough.

"It's okay. In fact, this room is the same size as my apartment back in the stateside. Feels like home minus my noisy neighbors."

"Where is your roommate?" He asked.

"Scar? Uhmm let me check when will she be back." I stand on my bed and went out of my room. Gideon is following me to the kitchen. I approach the fridge and look at the calendar that is attached on our fridge's door.

"It seems that she will be back on Saturday."

"Saturday? That's 5 days from now since it is Monday today. Are you sure you are fine by yourself?"

"Yes sir" I saluted him for added effect.

"I can take care of myself."

"If there is any problem. You can call my number that is attached to your ID. I mean ANY problem Ella. No matter how big or small it is. Remember the doctor told you no heavy lifting and just rest. Understood?"

I nod. As if I am going to call him. I've already disrupted his schedule for one week. No need to add more.

He looks at me and I keep a straight face just in case he is assessing that I am lying.

He nods. He looks at his wristwatch and says "I'll go ahead. Rain check on the drinks." He patted my head and the he turns around and went out of my unit.

That's it? As if my boss was not here a few minutes ago. As if I have imagined all that happened this past week. The smell of his cologne is the only remaining evidence that Mr. James Arthur Gideon Rosen-Hower is here.

What is rain check? I look outside of my window to see if it is going to rain. No visible clouds as far as I can see. What does he mean? Nevermind.

I sit on the living room couch and saw that it is 12pm already. I need to cook for lunch. I know that our fridge doesn't have any food so its either I call for a delivery or I'll go to the grocery store.

The decision was made for me when someone knock on my door.

Who might that be? I went to the door and as I open it. I was surprise that Mr. shades yes I named him is holding a brown paper bag. He gave the bag to me and bows then he's gone.

In daze I close the door and place the bag at the table. I know what's inside of this bag. Food. I open it and there is a roasted whole chicken on a container another container contains rice. There is also a container that holds a variety of cut fruits that is mixed with white sauce. A thermos as big as a pitcher contains an orange juice.

Wow. I can not believe it. How does Gideon knows that I have no food? He is not a werewolf because werewolf does not have X-ray visions or does he? Or maybe he didn't smell any food here that's why he know I have no food. I really must look for that book that I have read in the nearby library that's it, if I can remember the title.

I happily ate all the food that he graciously provided. After that yummy meal. I store the leftovers in the fridge.

It is already 1pm and I am sleepy as usual so who am I to deprive my body? So, I give In to the temptation and sleep in my room.

I woke up at 6am in the morning the next day. Eighteen hours. I can't believe it. I must be exhausted, but I have a headache due to my hibernation. You see taking a long sleep can give you two things after you woke up. A feeling of freshness or a feeling of tiredness and I experience the latter. I take a bath and cleaned my surgical site with betadine. I covered it with those transparent film that has cream on it that was provided by the hospital in the goody bag that they have given me after my discharge. The goody bag contains betadine, alcohol swab, a bundle of the transparent films that I mention a while ago, cotton and a gauze. Shame that there is no thermometer in the bag. Anyway, I'll write it in their suggestion box next time.

I wear my beloved Liam Payne shirt and my black pants partnered with my black doll shoes. As usual I arrange my hair into a ponytail since that's the only style I know.

I grab my Walmart Eco bag and check the content inside it which is my coin purse and a map of New York Just in case I got lost. I can't remember directions, but I can read a map.

I decided to go to the office today. Forget another 2 weeks paid leave.

I realize that I'll go crazy if I stay in the house for another week and I felt guilty because Mark and Eric are doing all my work, so I decided to go to work. I am fine already its not like my wound will open if I work. It is already healed up.

I took the subway and after 30 minutes I arrive. From excitement I skip my way through the ID kiosk and greet all the guards as usual they nod in return. Tsk. Such serious dorks.

I went to the 15th floor and greet other employees as I pass by. Some return my greeting some just look like plain annoyed. Whatever.

I arrive at the stockroom and surprised Mark and Eric with a hug. We did a group hug. I am squished between their two big bodies, but I don't care it feels like home and I miss them so much. Promising them that we will talk at lunch I started my work.

As I start to compile all the paperworks I notice that there are no documents coming from the Olympus floor which is strange. I double check all the incoming files but there is really none. I shrugged my shoulders. Maybe it is still stuck in the system and will be printed out later this afternoon.

I can hear commotions outside my room. Maybe because there will be a weekly meeting that's why they are noisy. I am still compiling all the documents in each department when I suddenly felt a chill in my back.

You know the chill that you experience if you are scared or in a creepy place? Yes. that's what I am talking about and the weird thing is the office becomes silent. A minute ago, it is noisy, but now a complete silence takes over our floor. I can feel someone is on my back but my instincts tells me to not look back because danger is lurking. I am not who I am if I will not look back. It is not in my character not to look back. I am a badass or a dumbass there is a thin line between those two when it comes to me.

If this is a horror story, I'll die first for sure. I slowly turn my head and, in my horror, standing in my doorway is none other than Gideon A.K.A my fake fiancé A.K.A Our Boss. He is glaring at me so hard that I will not be surprised if I have holes in my body.

I am frozen to my spot. Fight and flight is activated. My eyes are looking for any exit doors to remove myself in this uncomfortable situation, but my only exit is blocked by my boss who is still glaring at me.

"Ms. Hernandez"

That two words sent chills to my spine. I can't look at him. I can't stand it.

"Yes sir." I squeaked

"Office. NOW." Then he turned around.

My head is still bowed as I follow him. All the employees in this floor are literally typing furiously and making themselves busy so that the wrath of our boss will not be shifted to them. I can sense that Gideon is in his private elevator already. As I act on pressing the call button on the other elevator I was stopped when I hear my name was called "Ms. Hernandez."

I slowly looked up and Teddy was waving at me to ride the same elevator that Gideon was riding. Is he insane? He wants me and Gideon in one elevator? Can't he see that our boss is spitting fire in his eyes. For godsake he is still glaring at me! I dare to steal a glance at Gideon and look at teddy who is still nervously waving at me to join them in the car. I saw that Gideon's eyes squint a little bit which makes Teddy more nervous. Suddenly Teddy went out of the elevator and drag me back inside it slightly bumping arms with Gideon. I act on running out of the car but the door is already close and there is no way out.

The elevator reach the Olympus less than 30 seconds, but that is the longest thirty seconds of my life. Gideon went out first and Teddy pushed me out of the elevator. I turned around to berate him but the door is already closing, but I hear him say God bless you.

Indeed. God. Bless. Me.