Lucky awoke to the sound of the crackling fire, glancing over he noticed Siobhan was still asleep. Her red hair cascading over the pillow he had grabbed off the couch. She sighed in her sleep turning on her side as her eyelids fluttered open. "Are you staring at me?"

"I'll admit it, I am."

"Oh god I don't snore do I?" she asked hoping she didn't drool or anything else equally embarrassing.

"No you sleep like an angel."

"Ah a sweet talker are ya," she said shifting closer to him her hands resting under her cheek.

"What can I say you bring it out in me."

Just then he heard a grumbling noise, "Was that your stomach?" he asked with a laugh. "Sounds like it's time for to eat, huh."

"I could eat," she said sitting up as he pulled on his pants.

"How about I order us a pizza?" he said grabbing a take out menu from the top drawer near the phone.

"Sounds good. While we're waiting I think I'll go take a shower," she said standing up with the sheet wrapped around her. Lucky smiled as he watched her head upstairs before he grabbed the phone to order the pizza.

The door bell rang just as she was coming down the stairs, her hair still damp from the shower. "Pizza's here," he said bringing it into the kitchen to grab some plates and drinks. Taking their pizza into the living room they sat on the floor in front of the low coffee table to eat their dinner. "Mmm, this is good pizza," she said taking a big bite.

"Yeah I usually get my pizza from this place," he said noticing she had a little sauce near her lip. "You got a little...there," He said wiping it from the corner of her mouth.

"Oh thank you." she said checking to see if there was anymore there.

"It's gone."

When they had finished eating Lucky brought their plates to the kitchen before going back to sit next to her on the couch. He watched as she fiddled with her hair, trying and failing to get the brush through it. "Need some help?"

"The burden of having long, curly hair is the knots that are impossible to get out,"she told him pulling on the brush.

"Here," he said taking the brush from her. "Let me know if I'm hurting you," he said as he gently attempted to untangle her strawberry blonde locks. "You know when I was little I had long hair," he told her as he gathered her hair to brush underneath.

"You? I can't picture you with long hair," she said with a laugh.

"I have the pictures to prove it."

"Really now that I gotta see," she said turning around to look at him.

"Hmm I dunno. Some of them are kinda embarrassing."

"Then you have to show me them. Come on, please."

"Alright, alright but only because it's you."

He got up and headed over to the bookshelf grabbing the album his mom had made for him and placed him on the table in front of her. Flipping through he pointed to a picture of him as a boy holding a baby, "See this is me holding Lulu when she was born."

"Aw you were so cute."

"I was cute, what I'm not anymore?"

"No your still cute," she said with a smile. "I didn't realize you two were that far apart in age."

"Yeah Lulu was a bit of a surprise for my parents they liked to go on all sorts of adventures but that all had to stop once Lulu was born. My mom was ok with it but my dad, well he got a little restless."

"Is that your mom?" she asked pointing to a picture on the opposite page.

"Yeah."

"She's beautiful."

"I wish I knew what you looked like as a kid," he said taking her hand in his.

"Unfortunately all my family photos are in Ireland."

"You know we could always go back to get some of your things, if that would make you more comfortable here. Or we could go visit when your feeling homesick."

"Really?"

"Of course we can," he said pulling her close.