She gasped as the man pinned her wrists to the wall, that familiar feeling rising in her chest. The same feeling she'd pushed back so many other times before. The excitement that wanted to jump from her chest. Adrenaline choking her at new turn of events. She swallowed as blue eyes met his darker ones, "I'm not content to live a half life like you. I want my freedom to live because I want a happy normal family one day." Her whisper was broken now, not so fierce. "I may not get what I want now; but I can start a trend. That will one day get another generation of graduates what they want." She closed her eyes, her fervent need for him to understand was wearing off. She was giving up.<br/><br/>But she was still very aware of how close he was to her. How helpless she was in his grasp. How small she was in front of him. It did something to her that rarely happened here. The last time it was a misplaced excitement, when she was drug off to the labs that first time by big men in smart white coats. Handsome cruel men. She shook the image from her head then, and, a gentle shiver ran up her spin. When she opened her blue eyes again, staring into his dark ones. She didn't know what possessed her to move- but she leaned forward. And she pressed her lips against his.