The final verse in the song that I decided to use. I hate how I ended it, but I didn't know how else to end it. It's a bit short and rushed, again, but I hope you enjoy it. I'll come back with better stories once this movie thing blows over. Thanks! Read and Review!

Chapter Three: Sore Arms and Confession

When she's layin' on my shoulder on the sofa in the dark
And about the time she falls asleep so does my right arm
And I want so bad to move it 'cause it's tinglin' and it's numb
But she looks so much like an angel that I don't wanna wake her up
Yeah I live for little moments
When she steals my heart again and doesn't even know it
Yeah I live for little moments like that

Mal's P.O.V.

On Natara's birthday, I decided to plan something for her. I did what we did for my birthday; invite all the closest friends. It was a party worth attending. I also had a plan up my sleeve with the help of Neha. Tonight was the night I finally reveal everything to Natara.

As she had fun with her friends, I talked to Neha about my plan.

"I knew you liked her," Neha squealed. "And I'm glad too. I never liked that Shawn Mallory. So what do you want help with?"

"Well...I want to do something special. I haven't really told her about my feelings completely, and I want her to know tonight. What does Natara like to do?"

"You've been her partner for four years now, Mal," Neha said, "I can't believe you're asking me this! Well, if its one thing, Nat loves watching movies at night. Just ask her to stay and help clean up or something and maybe slowly move towards the couch and ask if she has seen a certain movie. I can guarantee she'll be hooked by then."

"Seems simple enough," I muttered. "Thanks Neha. Oh, and have a great night."

"You too, Romeo," she said with a smirk and walked off to join her fiance.

The party rolled on for another hour or so before I finally shooed off everyone. Natara was the only one left, and she had offered to help clean up on her own, which set me into a state of relief. I was actually feeling a little nervous about this.

"Thank you so much, Mal," she said as we neared the living room, too pick up some trash.

"It was no problem, considering you're my best friend," I said, smiling. I yawned and continued to speak. "Hey, do you want to sit down for a minute?"

"Sure," she said and we entered the living room and both sat on the couch. I tried not to act too obvious as I looked for any DVD. When I found one, I picked it up and smiled. "Hey, Nat, have you ever seen Suspect Fifty-Six?"

"I heard of it, but haven't seen it. Is it good?" she asked.

"It's really good. Hey, I got an idea, why don't we watch it."

"I don't know, Mal, it's getting late and WE have work in the morning."

"It's an hour long. I'm sure you can spare one hour."

She looked at her watch and sighed. "Alright, but I fall asleep on the field, I'm blaming you."

"Ok," I responded with a smirk and put the DVD in.

It wasn't until halfway through the movie that I felt compelled to tell her. However, she was already asleep, her head on my shoulder. Some would call it awkward...I couldn't stop smiling. I decided to tell her when she woke up, but I didn't move, despite the fact that my arm was now numb. She looked just like an angel, I didn't want to wake her up.

When the movie ended, Natara finally stirred and looked up at me. She gasped slightly and pulled away. Her cheeks were red.

"I'm sorry Mal...that must have been awkward."

"Actually, it wasn't," I replied, smiling. "Anyways, Nat, there's something I want to tell you..."

"That it's late and I really should be getting home?"

"No, not that. Remember that day when I asked you about what I should do about the girl I like?"

"Vaguely."

"Well, you said to tell her, and Natara...I like you a lot. I know that I want to be more than just friends, and I want you to feel the same way."

"Mal..."

"I know you didn't want a relationship with anyone from our line of work..."

"Mal, listen..."

"I know you're probably going to disagree, but I really, really like you."

"Mal!"

"What?"

She paused for a minute, probably going over what to say in her head. "I like you too," she said, "but I just don't know if I'm ready for that..."

"Give it as much time as you want, but I'm not going to hide it anymore. I love you, Natara."