A/N: Here is another chapter! Shit is really gonna start hitting the fan after this one, so stay tuned.

Disclaimer: Grey's Anatomy is not mine.

When Jo walked into the living room, she saw Alex had not moved since she left ten minutes ago - he was currently sitting on the couch, pretending to watch TV but glancing at the clock every couple minutes. Jo sighed to herself and put the two beer bottles down on the coffee table before sitting down next to him. "You are so overprotective," She said with a roll of her eyes.

Alex glared at her. "Oh shut up, so are you. You are such a mama bear." There was a pause as he glanced at the time again, as if by doing so it would suddenly change. "Riley has never been late for curfew,"

Jo checked the clock herself – 10:55. "She still has five minutes to be considered on time," She said. "And if she walks in at 11:01 it won't be the end of the world."

"I know, but this…this is just so unlike her," Alex replied. "Riley is always early."

Jo sighed and moved closer to him on the couch, nuzzling her nose against his neck. "Think of it this way – Ethan's out with friends. Aiden's sleeping over at Jackson and April's. Riley isn't half an hour early for curfew for once in her life. We are completely alone, and it may never be like this ever again."

Alex looked up and smiled at her, visibly relaxing a little. "Well, when you put it that way, how can I not take advantage…" Jo grinned as he leaned in to kiss her on the lips. As the kiss became more passionate she reached up to cup his face, and eventually they began to fall back on the couch, he on top of her. They were full on making out at this point – something they rarely did on the couch any more, since there was always the chance a kid could walk in.

There was the sound of keys turning in the lock and then the front door opening. Alex and Jo immediately stopped kissing and bolted into an upright position, trying to untangle themselves, but Ethan and Riley still gave them wary looks as they walked into the living room, like they suspected something. "Hey," Jo said, trying to sound nonchalant. "How was your night?"

Riley looked to Ethan and bit her lip, waiting for him to rat her out. But what Ethan did next was surprising. "Fine," He answered. "I hung out with Timmy and Mercy for a little while and then picked Riley up from the mall. We're both really tired so I think we're just going to go to bed."

Riley glanced to her parents, seeing if they were going to buy this. Luckily, it seemed like they did. "Sure," Alex said. "See you in the morning." Riley smiled and hugged both her parents goodnight before following Ethan out of the room. As soon as they were on the stairs, there was an audible burst of laughter from the other room, followed by what sounded to Riley like kissing noises.

She quickened her pace, in an effort to catch up with Ethan. "You could've told on me back there, you know,"

Ethan turned to look at her. "Well, did you want me to?"

"No," Riley said. "I just want to know why you didn't,"

Ethan shrugged in response. "I'm not a tattletale. That's not who I am. Just don't do it again, alright?" He said. "Goodnight Riley,"

"Night Ethan," Riley said to him. She watched her brother disappear into his old bedroom before heading off to her own room.

Riley sighed and closed the door to her room behind her. She immediately kicked her shoes off and collapsed onto her bed. She was just exhausted. Today had been a long day.

Suddenly, Riley sat up when she heard something. Plunk. Plunk. What was that? She slowly got up from her bed and followed the noise, which led her to her bedroom window. Plunk. A small pebble came flying upwards and hit the window before bouncing back down to the ground. A few seconds later, another followed. Plunk. Riley threw open the window and leaned out slightly, and she was surprised by what she saw. "Timmy!" She called down, just loud enough so he could hear her but hopefully Ethan and her parents wouldn't. "What are you doing?"

Timmy smirked and dropped the remaining rocks back down onto the ground. "Ahhh, took you long enough. I've been waiting out here for ten minutes."

Riley rolled her eyes at him. "Are you crazy?" She said. "What would you have done if you'd found out this was my parents' room?"

"I've been to your house lots of times," Timmy replied. "I know which one's your room. It's the one that's pink."

Riley felt her cheeks flush and she looked down, unable to make eye contact. She really needed to think more before she talked... "Right," She said. "So…what are you doing here?"

"Tonight didn't go exactly as I planned," Timmy explained. "So, I'd like to make it up to you. Tomorrow night – or the next morning actually – I would like to spend some time with just you and me. Twelve AM, my house."

Riley found it very hard to concentrate for most of what Timmy had to say – maybe because of the first statement. What had his plan for the night been? "I have to be home by eleven," She found herself saying. "I can't go out then,"

"So, sneak out," Timmy replied, like it was no big deal. "I'll pull my car up down the block and you can meet me there."

Riley bit her lip. She'd never snuck out after curfew, but she had to admit the idea was tempting. And it was just Timmy anyway – it's not like she would be getting into any trouble. Everyone liked Timmy, her parents liked Timmy. And obviously Riley liked Timmy too – he made her feel…alive. He made her consider things she never would've before, like all her inhibitions were gone. "…Okay."