Ruthie stared aimlessly out her bedroom window. She closed her eyes and an image of herself, standing on the beautiful beach in Florida watching a beautiful sunset with none other then Martin Brewer. Her eyes shot open. ''Not good,'' she mumbled under her breathe. ''Not good at all.'' She tried to push that thought to the back of her brain but I wouldn't budge. ''Stupid brain.'' She got up and walked downstairs when the phone rang. ''Camden Residence,''

''Hey Ruthie, is Martin there?'' It was Mac.

''Hey yeah hold on a sec,'' She grabbed the cordless phone and walked out towards the apartment he's currently staying in but stopped in her tracks when she saw them both leaning against the door when Zoë leaned in for a kiss. Of course, he kissed her back. Her heart sank. But why? She thought to herself. She heard someone say ''Hello'' on the other line when she realized Mac was still on the other line. ''Oh uh sorry. He busy right now. I'll tell him you called.'' And she hung up before he could answer. She quickly turned around when she saw Zoë and Martin heading her way. But it was too late. They had spotted her.

''Hey Ruthie,'' Martin smiled.

''Hi,'' She said weakly and looked at Zoë who was smiling at her.

'What you doing?'' Martin asked.

She panicked. ''Um, on my way to the store.'' She lied.

''With the phone?'' Zoë questioned with a smile.

Ruthie looked down at the phone. ''Uh yeah its fashion.'' She said but then screwed up her face.

They both smiled. ''Ha-ha yeah okay,''

''Well I'm going to... go now.'' She dashed out the gate. It's fashion? She questioned herself. That's convincing. She shook her head and decided to go to Vincent's house for a while. As she reached his house, she changed her mind and decided to turn back and head on home. She really wasn't in the mood to talk.

As she reached her house, something started racking her brain. She knew she had forgotten something but she couldn't figure out what. She shrugged it off, not thinking it was important and walked inside. As she opened the door, Martin walked into the kitchen.

''Thought you were going to the store?'' He asked her.

Store? ''Oh that's what I forgot!'' She cried, smiling to herself, but then as her face met Martin's, it faded

''Ruthie…?'' He said slowly. ''What's going on?''