Don't act like you forgot!

Except you really did.

Elizabeth knocked on the wooden door. No answer. She waited for few seconds before she knocked again. Nothing. If he's out, if he's lost.. she'll kill him! If they don't kill her first.
She leaned against the door, hoping she'll hear steps from the inside. But the silence was so disturbing that she couldn't wait any longer. She took out her wand whispering Alohomora. Too bad, she protected the door from the magic, few days ago. Sometimes, Elizabeth hated herself. She knew she shouldn't, but no, why wouldn't she? She needed to keep his safe.

If he wasn't Nikita's brother, she wouldn't spent so much time around him. If he wasn't her friend, she would never say yes to Eliza Richards. She hated her. The red wig she was wearing was annoying her all the time, that there was even a moment she thought about changing her hairstyle. But the whole point of wig was to hide her truth identity, right? She ran her hands through her hair, making sure there wasn't any blonde cowlick piking out. It was okay as far as she could tell.

She knocked once again, not even hoping that he'll open but just because she loved doing stuff three times, and as expected, no one answered. However, she heard something. Yeah, someone was definitely inside. She held her wand strongly and this time, she knocked really loud. "Dimitri? You there?" She could swear that something was going on inside and not being able to see or participate in whatever was happening was just too hard for Elizabeth. She grabbed the doorknob and pulled it strongly, only to realized the door was opened the entire time. She practically run inside, looking around, ready to fight. "Dimitri?!"

"I'm coming, I'm coming." Dimitri stopped moving after he tried to pull his head through hole made for an arm on his shirt. "I need a minute!" He yelled at the door and chuckled, before putting on his shirt, properly this time. Checking the mirror to see if he's fully dressed, it wouldn't be nice if he answer the door forgetting to put certain part of clothes on, the man left his bedroom and rounded a corner, taking two stairs at a time, hurrying to the enterance door.

"Eliza, you still there?" He asked, although he knew she was, she would always wait for him, she would always be there. Without glancing through the peep hole, he unlock the door, than removed the spell that kept the door locked even if he forgot to lock them using a key. It was somewhat pointless act, since he never forget to lock them, yet it made him feel safer, and safety was thing he now appreciated. Especially since men who murdered Nikolai were still somewhere outside. Dimitri was sure he'd experience the same destiny if they ever found out where he lived.

"Here you go, come in." He opened the door finding blond woman standing in front of them. Just the one he was expecting, she never failed to show for they weekly chat, not even when he asked her not to show up, like he did today. "Sorry for waiting, I was taking a shower. Do you want a drink?" It was useless question since she felt like she's in her own house yet he couldn't ignore his manners. "What is this about, this time?" Dimitri entered the living room and sat in one of two armchairs in front of fireplace, trying but failing to hide his curiosity.