A/N: I am so sorry for the extremely long wait. Life has been incredibly crazy. Starting my final exams next week and I am so stressed out. I finally have a COMPLETE outline for this story. I will not be neglecting you entirely, I will be typing whenever I have a free moment that's not crammed with a studying. Sorry that this chapter is so short, I just thought that you guys at least deserved something.

Ruthie POV

I was awoken by the annoying ringing of my cellphone. I groaned and rolled over, but instead of my hitting soft mattress my body knocked against a warm body. My eyes shot open to find a pair of wide open blue orbs staring at me.
" Crud. I'm sorry." I say quietly as I quickly sit up and put distance between myself and Martin.

"Nothing to be sorry about. We fell asleep, Roo. We didn't do anything wrong."

I flop back down onto the sofa couch.

"I could really do with a few more hours of sleep. What about you?"
"Definitely." Martin says as he stares up at the ceiling.
I reach for my phone and switch it to vibrate so that we can sleep for a little while longer, ignoring the missed call I received from T-Bone.

"Jackass." I mumble as I lay down once again.
"What?" Martin looks at me shocked.
I giggle. "Not you, Martin. T-Bone."
"Oh, he called you?"
"Yeah. But I don't feel like talking to him or about him right now."
"I understand. But you do know you will have to at some point."
"I know."
"But for now, sleep."
Martin and I doze off again and wake up 2 hours later, feeling much more refreshed.

Martin POV

"Hey, Ruthie. What do you want for breakfast?" I yell to be heard above the noise of the shower. I am getting dressed in the bedroom while Ruthie showers in the en-suite.
"Anything. Whatever you have." Ruthie yells back to me.
I head to the kitchen and pull out some pancake mixture as well as some fresh blueberries. Blueberry pancakes; Ruthie's favourite. I'm already heating up the griddle pan when I hear Ruthie exit the bedroom, I turn to tell her I'm making her favourite but I stand speechless at the sight before me. Ruthie is wearing my old high school baseball shirt with leggings and heels.
"I hope you don't mind that I kinda borrowed your shirt. The shirt that was in my bag was one that T-Bone gave me. You don't mind, do you?"
"Uh.. Uhm. No, it's fine. You look really beautiful, Roo." I nervously stutter.
Ruthie blushes and drops her gaze to the floor. "I'm making your favourite. Blueberry pancakes."
"Yummy." Ruthie says as she seats herself at the breakfast counter.
I flip the pancakes on the griddle, while watching the beauty, out of the corner of my eye.
"Anything I can help with?"
"Well, you can make us some smoothies. There's strawberries and frozen yoghurt in the freezer and bananas and mangoes in the fruit bowl."
Ruthie cuts up the fruit and makes the smoothies while I fry the last of the pancakes. The amazing feeling of how comfortable it is to be this way with Ruthie is quite unnerving.
We sit down to eat a few minutes later. The continuous flow of conversation between us feels so normal. It feels exactly like old times, like when I stayed at the Camdens and Ruthie and I would eat breakfast together every morning before school.

Ruthie POV

"We should probably get going. We don't want your parents to think I kidnapped you."
"Yeah. Martin, why don't you bring an overnight bag with and stay over tonight. You could go to church with us tomorrow, eat lunch with us. Then come home."
"I don't know, Roo. I mean, I don't want to intrude and shouldn't you ask your parents first?"
"Like my parents would say no to you. Please. I really miss having you around. I can't really talk to anyone the way I talk to you." I say repeating the line he said to me a few months ago.
"Okay. But just for you and because you asked so nicely."

A/N: Thank you for reading. You rock. Please review and tell me what you would like to see; all ideas are more than welcome.