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Spike's gaze shifted from the computer to the voice of the woman now standing in the doorway. Spike had been staying there for a few nights a week and tonight had been no different up until this point. Instantly she was on her feet at the sight of the tears that streamed down Minzi's face. "Hey... what's going on?" she said in a panic as she wrapped her arms around the other's frame, tugging her close. "Was it another nightmare?... I'm sorry I wasn't there... I didn't want to wake you..." she muttered burying her nose into the female's hair. "But I'm here now...okay?... Shhhh.." she whispered.

Work. Important work. Very important work. That was what Spike did. Spike protected people. Those people who couldn’t protect themselves. She’d gone to schools, become a part of local and international groups that fought for the rights of her people, of mutants. But she’d been smart about it. Spike had become involved in not only the physical and societal aspects of the movement but the legal ones as well. With a degree in international law, she had dreams bigger then anyone could ever imagine. 

However, that meant nothing when she hadn’t seen the person who had inspired everything she had done up to this point for years. Shadow. Her childhood friend. The one who she'd spent most of her youth with and yet was torn away from due to the pure evil of those who didn’t care to understand their kind. Had that not happened..who really knows where the two of them would have ended up. 

Those were the things that refilled her mind after all those years as golden orbs flickered from the address on her phone to the small shop before here. This was it. It took a little digging and she prayed to whatever gods were up above that what Spike was looking for was just within the door.

With another small inhale she pulled open the front door, senses instantly hit with the delicate scent of fresh flowers. However, she stood frozen as the employee turned to greet her.