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"Looks like you aren't going home, Paige." Ashton says walking up to her. He nods at me and looks at Paige.
"Why?" She asks trying not to sound whiney."You are our best translator." He says laying a folder on the round table. She sighs, "Alright.." I look at her, "I'll stay here with you." I look at Ash and he nods. "If you guys need me, I'll be in a different department so just call."
He walks away and Paige looks at me, "You don't have to stay." She mumbles picking up the folder off the table. I chuckle, "No, no I want to.." She huffs, "I said no."
"Stop being stubborn, and I kinda have to stay. It's my case too." I watch her as she makes a weird face, "So you don't know any other languages beside your native one?" She asks me.
I shrug, "I know a little French, Spanish, ya know the ordinary ones to learn." She nods, " Vous connaissez le langage de l'amour?" (You know the language of love?). I smile and nod, " Bien sûr que oui." (Yes, of course.)
She smiles and then quickly changes the subject. "So we have, Maude Grosser." I make a weird face at the name. "Normal to Germans." Paige says walking out to the other room.
I follow her and stop outside of the window. The lady is sitting in there, nervously sipping a cup of water. "Alright, if things start getting violent, call Ashton." She says turning towards the door.
I shake my head, laughing slightly. "Yeah, okay." I mumble turning to look in the window. I was her sit down in the chair.
" Wie geht es dir?" (How are you?) Paige asks. "And here comes the confusing language.." I sigh crossing my arms over my chest. " Brauchst du etwas?" (Do you need anything?) She asks standing up. The lady shakes her head quickly.
Paige nods, and sits back down. "I heard you had to stay late, thought I'd keep you company." Liam says appearing next to me. I look over, not realizing it's him. "Oh hey." I smile turning towards him.
"You got stuck on babysitting duty?" Liam asks chuckling. I smirk and shrug, "Wasn't going to argue with her." He nods, "Oh, understandable."
I nod, looking through the window.
"Wie ist sein Name, Schatz?" (What's his name, sweetheart?) Paige asks her calmly. The lady looks down, pulling her arms up closer to her chin. "Bitte." (Please.) Paige says softly.The lady clenches her jaw and fists. "Hold on Liam." I step over to the door, still being able to see in the window. " Ich brauche einen Namen." (I need a name.) Paige says, spikes of anger peaking in her tone. The lady looks up at her, an evil look in her eyes.
" Ich liebe ihn." (I love him.) She says clearly, well in her language. Paige laughs. "No Paige, don't laugh." I clench my jaw and look at Liam. "She hurts Paige, and I'll lose my job."
Liam steps up, "I'll go in, you call Ashton." He gets in between me and the door. I huff, calling Ashton but still focusing on Paige and the lady.
"Er liebt dich nicht." (He does not love you.) The lady stands and slams her hands on the table. " Du weißt nicht, was du redest." (You do not know what you're talking about.) She says standing straight up.
"Sagen Sie mir seinen Namen." (Tell me his name.) Paige yells slightly.
"Brenn in der Hölle." (Burn in hell.)
"Is she okay?" Ash asks walking up to the window. "I hope." I say watching her."That's enough." Liam says standing next to Paige. " Verpiss dich!" (Fuck off!) Paige stands up quickly, indicating that she's pissed.
" Ich versuche, Ihr Leben retten. Wenn Sie nicht möchten, dass eine langsame schmerzhaften Tod sterben, dann empfehle ich du antwortest die Fragen, die Sie werden gebeten."
(I am trying to save your life. If you do not want a slow painful death, then I recommend you answer the questions that you are asked.)
Paige walks out of the room, slamming the door behind her. Liam follows out after. "Paige. Hold up." Ashton says walking to her office. She slams the door but that doesn't stop Ashton.

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