I woke up and glanced over at the clock. It was six in the morning but I knew for a fact that if I tried to go back to sleep I'd be lying there until I had to get up or I'd just managed to sleep and only get another hour if that. So instead I gave Vince a kiss on the cheek before getting out of bed. I changed as quickly and as quietly as possible before heading into the bathroom where I also tried to be quick and quiet.

When I came out of the bathroom I looked both ways to see if I'd woken anyone up. Satisfied that I hadn't I stepped down the hallway and quietly made my way down the stairs, carefully skipping the steps that I knew creaked. When I was downstairs I slipped into my shoes and grabbed my coat. I paused for a moment, considering taking my keys but changed my mind. I hadn't driven my car in a while, I always rode with one of the team. I was highly considering selling it, the thought of driving it never seemed appealing anymore.

So I walked along, not really paying attention. Just deciding at the last second what direction I wanted to go in if a side road came up. I was sure I would get lost by the end of it and have to stop and ask for directions but it was calming. I felt completely stress free which was nice. I didn't worry about anything, not even what way to go.

I was walking for a long time and was a little fuzzy on what street I was on when I heard a car slow down behind me. I looked over my shoulder to see Dom's car. He kept a steady speed to catch up with me and then stopped the car when I stopped walking. He rolled the window down and smiled at me.

"Get in."

I made no arguments and quickly got into the car. As soon as I was in and had my seat belt on he sped up. In every area he drove in he went at least ten miles per hour over the speed limit. Barely slowing in time for corners and any other changes in direction

"So before you kill us," I started. "Where are we going?"

"Nowhere," he shrugged. "That was the idea, right?"

"Yeah," I admitted. "But I doubt you just drove out here so you could drive me around aimlessly."

"Admittedly I was worried."

"And?"

He glanced my way briefly. "What?"

"You tell me."

"I wanted to talk to you about something."

I twisted in my seat so I was facing him. "About what?"

"I want you to know that you don't have to stay at the house with us, or work in the diner." He rubbed the back of his neck. "I'm not saying I want you out, 'cause I don't. But I don't know what you wanted to do."

I wanted so much to sound offended just to mess with him, but I took pity on him and let out a small laugh. "Vince suggested we get our own place. I told him that I wanted to stay at the house for a while longer."

"Really?" he grinned.

I nodded. "Of course. And as for the diner, I could always split my time between there and the garage."

"We do need help with the books from time to time."

"Then it's sorted."

"So you and Vince are serious?"

I sunk a little into my chair. "Why do you ask?"

"He's my best friend," Dom shrugged. "Never seen him like this, I want to be sure."

"I'm not gonna hurt him," I promised.

"I'm worried about you getting hurt too."

"I don't think he will."

"He knows better," Dom laughed.

"We've both been through too much recently," I sighed. "I think we're both too tired to get into more trouble."

"You say that now," he laughed. "We'll see how long that lasts."

"He's getting the blame either way," I decided.

Dom started to laugh as he turned on the radio. I kept my eyes on him as he told me stories about Vince from when they were younger.

When we got back Vince was outside on the steps. He had some books, a pen and paper around him. As I got closer to him I realised it was the books from the garage but I also worked out that he wasn't really paying attention to them, he must have used them to make him sitting out on the steps look less suspicious. Dom smiled at me before walking ahead.

I stopped in front of Vince. He parted his legs to allow me to step closer. His hands rested on my legs and slowly made their way up my body to rest on my hips. I grinned as he pulled me down to sit on his lap. His lips pressing firmly to mine as soon as I was sitting.

"You left without saying good morning," he mumbled against my lips.

"Not my fault you could sleep through the apocalypse."

"Bet you didn't even try to wake me."

I sighed in mock defeat. "You caught me red handed."

"I'll punish you later," he said happily. "Mia made pancakes."

I followed him inside but before he could get too far I grabbed his hand and pulled him upstairs. I could hear him halfheartedly put up a fight behind me but I could practically hear the grin in his voice. And I knew the closer and closer we got to my room it was growing bigger and bigger.

As soon as the door shut behind us he pulled me to him. He bypassed my lips and went straight for my neck. I happily let him suck, nip and kiss it while he carefully undressed me. When I was down to my underwear I gently eased him out of his clothes until we were both completely naked.

My eyes instantly went to the floor as Vince slowly looked me over. When he made no movements, telling me that he was still looking, I walked backwards towards the bed. He followed me just like I knew he would and the second I was making my way up the bed he was crawling after me so that as soon as I settled he was hovering above me, bringing his lips back down to attack my neck.

I trailed my hands over him, intent on making this as slow and torturous for him as possible but then I felt the tip of him press against my entrance and my initial idea went straight out the window. Instead I wrapped my legs around his waist, giving him no choice but to continue pushing forward.

We both stilled and Vince bit down hard on his lip once he was all the way in. I rocked my hips against his and he set a slow rhythm. As the rhythm slowly increased in speed I kissed every bit of him that I could reach, nibbling him here and there.

"I love you," he whispered.

But I was too far gone to string a sentence together in response.

By time we got to dinner that night I realised that Leon was right, I didn't need distractions anymore, I was happy. I never slept in anymore but I did feel a lot better. I was starting to accept the idea that almost killing Dwight was the right thing to do. It helped that my life with the team was getting better and better.

"Hungry?" Vince whispered.

I immediately stopped chewing on my fork and set it down. "A little."

"Told you we should have snuck out and got our own food."

"Yes, but I'm nice."

He held his hand over his heart and tried to look offended but I could see the smile threatening to break through. I started to fiddle with my fork again, swapping it between my hands under the table. I could see Vince on one side of me, and Leon on the other, trying not to laugh at me. I glared at both of them before stopping and just holding onto my fork.

I almost dropped it on the floor when Mia put out the food. I quickly reached across the table and grabbed at a bread roll. I bit into it and sighed happily just as Vince and Leon both burst out laughing. I looked at them questioningly.

"Well, now we know who's saying grace," Dom announced. My eyes went to him and he shrugged. "It's the rules."

I glared at both Vince and Leon, realising now why they found my hunger so amusing. Both smiled innocently at me. I rolled my eyes before putting my head down and bringing my hands together.

A/N: *dramatic sigh* the end! I want to actually thank sweetkiwi604 every ending I wrote I hated then she helped me out with her wonderful suggestions! She was also a big help with this story as a whole. You guys should really check her out. And talking about all of you, thank you so much for reading, reviewing, favouriting and following. I do plan for a sequel, well it is on the list, it's just getting to it which I hope won't take too long.

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