Jemma rushes into Hermes' class in desperation.

"I think we really screwed up."

Hermes turns to Jemma at her statement, "What do you mean?"

"You said we were supposed to push her to the limit so she can learn her lesson. But..."

"But what?" Hermes asks, somewhat amused.

"I'm not sure she has a limit. Or maybe she's already gone over it. I don't think she'll learn anything." says Jemma, very concerned.

Hermes smiles, "I know."

That has Jemma confused, "You know?"

"It's all part of my plan."

"I thought the plan was for her to learn something and no one to get seriously hurt." suggests Jemma.

"Maybe that was part of your plan, but not mine." explains Hermes.

"Your plan? But I thought we were in on this together?" questions Jemma, getting concerned.

"You thinking that was key to my plan working. Believing that I was somehow doing things in Pandora's best interest. It was easier to exploit your feelings for her that way."

"Exploit my feelings for her?"

Hermes chuckles at her, "Love is the easiest thing to exploit in you mortals. You care so much for each other that you'd do almost anything you care for. It wouldn't be as much fun playing with you if you didn't."

"So this was... some kind of... game to you?" Jemma asks, getting more upset the more Hermes tells her.

"Oh no, it's much more than a game to me. But I have to have my fun don't I?" continues Hermes, "And now it's too late to do anything to stop her transformation."

"Her transformation?"

"Into something so much more than you can imagine, and I couldn't have done it without your help. Thank you for that." Hermes informs her.

"I... I didn't mean to." tries Jemma.

"I know. You wanted to help. It's exactly how I tricked her into making herself vulnerable through her feelings for you. Now it's all falling into place."

"Falling into place?" asks Jemma, trying to understand.

Hermes' eyes light up with a black light and it freaks Jemma out, making her stumble back.

"You're... you're possessed." realizes Jemma.

Hermes smiles, "It's so much more complicated than that."

Jemma backs away, heading for the door. She leaves.

* * *

"Hey, you can't go in there." Tom, Jove's secretary, says as Jemma pushes her way through.

Tom comes up behind Jemma as she stops when she sees Jove standing behind his desk.

"I think I really screwed up." declares Jemma, worried.

"I'm sorry sir, I couldn't stop her."

Jove puts up his hand to his secretary, "It's all right Tom."

Tom looks between Jemma and his boss before finally leaving them alone.

"Thank you Tom." Jove says appreciatively before turning to Jemma as the door closes, "What makes you think you screwed up?"

It takes her a second to answer, "I... I trusted the wrong person. I thought they were trying to help, but... their eyes."

"What about their eyes?" questions Jove.

"They... they glowed, like the other people who were possessed. But it was different." explains Jemma.

"Different how?"

"It was black. Their eyes were black." Jemma declares, obviously shaken by the idea, "It's like they were..."

"Empty?"

"Yeah."

Jove approaches Jemma slowly, "Who was it?"