A/N: For those of you who have already read this, it's rewritten. I didn't really like it.

The full moon shone its cold light down two people, a man and woman, as they sat in the car; both of them were already seeing someone else, but they couldn't stay away from each other. They parked on some old backstreet and finally went where desire dared them to go. The couple laid down in the back seat and, well, paint your own picture here.

They would pay for their deceiving. Had they known what was going to happen, they would have picked another spot that evening.

Suddenly, just outside the steamy windows, the night was shattered by a woman's scream. The couple sat motionless and scared out of their wits. With trembling hands, they wiped away the steam fogging the windows. When they did, they saw a horrible sight.

They saw a woman outside the car, stumbling, begging, and pleading as she tried to run away from someone shadowing her. The couple saw a metallic gleam as the knife caught the moonlight.

"No, please!" the woman pleaded, but to no avail. She stumbled and fell. The knife flashed as it came down again and again. Soon it was wet with blood. They watched her fall in silence to save their own alliance; the reason for the violence just the night will only know.

Once the person had gone, the lovers gunned the engine and tore out of there, hoping they hadn't been seen.

When they were a safe distance away, the man said, "If our boss found out about that, he'd kill us."

"Then we'd better not tell him."

"He'll figure it out anyway."

They drove the rest of the way is silence.

When they pulled up in front of her apartment, she looked back. "I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yeah, sure."

He watched as she let herself in, then drove home.

Well, any guesses to who they are?