Disclaimer; I don't own Stitchers or any of it's character. I only own the things I add.

"Ever since we broke up he's been like a puppy; all clingy and helpless. I like him but I don't like him that much you know?"

Kirsten open her mouth to say something but quickly closed it.

"Of course Miss-I-don't-know-how-to-feel-human-emotions wouldn't know" Camille took a sip of coffee as Kirsten gave her a glare. "See, I knew as soon as you two began to hook up it would end like this". Camille rolled her eyes at her roommate and before she could reply with a snarky comment Cameron stormed in with an angry look on his face. "Kirsten, can we talk? Alone." Camille held up her hands before grabbing her laptop in one hand and coffee in another. "Be my guest".

As soon as Camille left Kirsten went back to typing rapidly on her laptop. "What's wrong, did your virtual girlfriend break up with you? Oh, or let me guess, someone stole your nerd magazines again?" Cameron glared at the blond in front of him, "Can you please just look at me for 5 seconds please?" Kirsten still didn't take a glance at him, and instead put all her focus onto the screen in front of her. "What do you want Cameron? I'm busy." Without much warning Cameron slammed the laptop closed and Kirsten, who barely had enough time to yank her hands away gave Cameron a shocked look.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Did someone piss in your Cheerio's this morning?" Cameron glared at her before saying "Maggie told me about Fisher and your little plan." Kirsten nodded before raising her eyebrow. The latest stitch involved a young man, barely even 20, who was involved in a local gang. Kirsten was planning on going undercover to take it down. "So?" Cameron waved his arms around spastically, "So? Kirsten your going to get yourself killed." She rolled her eyes before crossing her arms. "Stop being a worry wart Cameron. I'm going to be fine." He began to pace around the room as he ran a hand through his messy hair.

"Maybe this time, but what about the next time? Or the time after that? You're not going to have many more chances Kirsten. Or do you even care?" Kirsten jumped off the couch before pointing an angry finger at Cameron. "God Cameron, I'm not Marta."

"You think I don't know that?" Kirsten shook her head in anger. The last stitch was yesterday, and she could still feel the residual emotions seeping out of her. "It doesn't seem like it. How many times do I have to tell you? Just because Marta got too emotionally invested in a stitch doesn't mean I will."

Cameron sighed before giving Kirsten a sad look. "That's what I'm worried about. You don't feel anything. You could care less if you get yourself killed. But newsflash Kirsten, people would care." Kirsten felt anger bubble out of her even more. "Like who?"

Cameron couldn't take it anymore. He was going to explode. "I DO!" His scream echoed off the the thin walls. "I do". This time he said it more softly. Kirsten shook her head before shoving her finger into his chest, "Oh, please. You only care about me because of the program. Without me you wouldn't have nothing. Cameron let out a laugh before rolling his eyes. "You honestly think that's why I care? God, Kirsten. You really don't understand anything about this do you? I could care less about the program. I care about you. So much that it's driving me crazy. But you will never get it will you? For pete's sake, I-" Cameron paused to take a deep breath. He felt the words on the tip of his tongue but he couldn't say it. "I-"

"SPIT IT OUT CAMERON" Kirsten screamed, staring at him with wild eyes. "I LOVE YOU". She gasped as soon as the words left his mouth. "You love me?" Kirsten remembered a few weeks ago when the guy who lived under him got murder, Robbie, and they found out about him spying on people (although he did do it to help people) and she remember the rush it brought with it. To see people in their own vulnerability. It was that same day that she first saw Cameron being vulnerable. She walked in when he had no shirt on and saw a long scar going down his chest. Neither of them said anything about it or brought it up again. She thought that was the only time she saw someone with such vulnerability. Until now. Cameron was staring at her, his brown eyes showing flashes of anger, hurt, and maybe even a speckle of what some might call love.

"Or at least I think I'm starting to." It was barely audible, and she wonder if he wanted her to hear that. A million emotions were through her. Pain. Anger. Surprise. And something else she couldn't quite put her finger on. She took a deep breath before locking eyes with Cameron. She could remember a few weeks back a conversation they had.

"Is this what love is? Intense connection and then heartbreaking loss?"

"Maybe."

"Is it worth it?

"'Tis better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all. Tennyson."

"Do you think he's right?

"I don't know, but if you figure it out, tell me?"

Kirsten took a shaky breath before she whispered, "Maybe he was right."

Thank you for reading this! Stitchers is my new obsession and I just love Cameron and Kirsten. This is intended to be a one shot but I might continue it if some people would like :)

Till next time,

-manupstud