Hey! anyone that bothered sticking around for this chapter! Thank you for reading! Anyway I did decided to do a short one month time skip, It made showing the characters easier. I actually liked the way this chapter ended surprisingly, anyway R&R if you want! No FLAMES please!

One Month Later:

Letha silently stalked the deer that was mere feet away from her, it bent it's head down to try and find food. Letha knew this was her chance and with explosive action she jumped and took it down, slicing it's throat in a clean manner. Connor came up behind her and put a hand on her shoulder nodding approval for her kill. She looked at his eyes and smiled the dark painted lines under his eyes catching her attention just as much as the first time she saw them.

It had been about a month since she first arrived and with steady training from Connor, her abilities had improved significantly. Her appearance had also changed slightly in favor of better battle conditions. Instead of wearing her long hair loose like she had before Letha decided to keep it in one braid that made it more difficult for enemies to grab onto.

This changed was caused after Connor decided to grab her hair in the middle of a practice hand-to-hand combat session. He had ripped out a fistful of her blonde locks as he pinned her to the ground, lecturing her on how hair prohibited her in battle. After the session, Letha had heard Connor telling the other assassins he had never met a woman with the same colorful language. Since after he ripped her hair out she had swore at him so badly one of the female assassin mothers threatened to wash her mouth with soap. Letha had smirked as she heard him talking then walked into the room, called Connor a cocksucker and exited just as quickly. It had been a good day, but today was going to be an even better day. Connor was taking her on her first mission.

Letha tried not to rub her hands together nervously as she thought about what was about to be done, she was scared no doubt, after all this was dangerous. But Connor won't let anything happen, he wouldn't take me on something I wasn't good enough for… Would he? Letha shook her head trying to get the self-doubt out. Letha and Connor's relationship confused her, she knew he cared but in his own way and he didn't like to talk about himself. Ever. She remembered the day he had almost pushed her off the tree when she asked him about his father. That had not been a good day.

But then, Letha also remembered the day when he was teaching her how to climb better and she almost slipped and he caught her and held her close just for a moment. It had felt nice to be close to someone, even if it was just for a moment she admitted, she loved those moments.

Tired of waiting Letha walked out of her room to go to Connor's hoping to find out when they were leaving. She walked down the hall and went straight up to his door not bothering to knock; after all he never knocks on my door, Letha justified. She opened the door and found a very shirtless Connor Kenway, he sprang back from the door and after he realized who it was angrily walked towards it again. Thinking it was probably best to run away from situations like this. Letha decided to shut the door in his face and walked back to her room, trying to walk faster than the heavy footsteps behind her.

Once she reached her room where she thought she was safe from the Native American assassin, lying on her bed she mouthed a 'wow' to herself before her door opened. It was only seconds afterwards when a still very shirtless Connor Kenway walked into her room.

"Get out of my room." Letha hissed at him, she covered her eyes with a pillow trying to avoid seeing the man shirtless.

"Not until you tell me why you barged into mine!"

"Because I wanted to know when we were leaving!" Letha yelled at him, moving the pillow and accidently seeing him shirtless yet again. "Ahh! My eyes they burn! Put a shirt on you animal!" It wasn't that Connor Kenway's body was bad, it was that she had never seen a man shirtless before and she didn't know how to properly react to this sight. Also inwardly she liked to tease the life out of him.

"Stop yelling, you are making me seem like a pervert." Connor hushed her, and if Letha could see him, the first thing she would have noticed was his blushing face and nervous demeanor, he was worried someone would overhear. "And why are you freaking out?" Connor was completely confused, most women jump on him without a shirt, and this woman screamed obscenities. Letha moved the pillow and revealed her still closed eyes, as she stood up and attempted to find her way to a wall.

"I've never seen a man shirtless that I… Well you know… Anyway it doesn't matter, can we leave soon?" Letha still trying to find the blasted wall, felt something extremely hard and wall like, wait why is this wall warm and why does it have awkward ridges, she asked herself. Then opening one eye, Letha found her hands on Connor Kenway's chest, his muscular chest. Refusing to let out a sound Letha's face turned bright pink as she looked up at him and caught his smirk. "I-I'm going to be with No-Noite, meet me outside… Make sure you're wearing clothing."

Letha ran out of the room but could still hear his awkward laughter from inside the house. Letha, trying to busy herself from thinking about the embarrassing situation, saddled up Noite. She even started saddling up Connor's favorite horse Miika, when the young stable boy interrupted her. A smile appeared on her lips when she saw the young boy, his name was Nickolas and he was the son of one of the assassins at the Creed. Letha sincerely liked the young boy and was always happy when he helped her.

"Where are you and Sir Kenway going off to this time?" The thirteen year old asked her with a cheeky wink. Rolling her eyes before replying Letha explained.

"If I knew myself I'd be a happy lady!" Letha teased, the figure of Connor Kenway walking in at the same time.

"Oh we all know you are not a lady." Connor said to her, which earned a laugh from Nickolas.

"And we also know you don't have a dick!" Letha stated casually, causing both Connor's and Nickolas's eyes to bulge. "What? I thought we were stating facts?" The laughter that erupted from Nickolas caused Connor to mount his horse quickly and try not to explode from being beaten in their friendly banter. Mounting her horse, she said a quick goodbye to Nickolas and followed Connor down the path.

They had been traveling for a couple of hours in silence, Letha was still admiring the scenery of the beautiful countryside when Connor interrupted her thoughts. "You have never seen a man before?" He asked her, she couldn't hear any mockery in his tone so she decided he deserved an answer.

"Well I have, I see you every day!" Letha joked trying to play off the answer. Connor still stared at her intently, expecting a proper answer. Letha got the hint and continued. "I have a few times, I've used myself to get information for the Creed. I've never been with a man without it being for the creed but, some of the things I had to do…" Letha's eyes darkened slightly, before they cleared again and she continued on a happier note. "But the information proved valuable so I guess it was worth it!"

Connor didn't know what to say to her, he didn't think there was anything that one could say. Sure, it was all in the name of the Creed but to see a young girl so nervous about men because she had been used, it made him sick. Especially when thinking that the girl in question had been Letha. It didn't help that they had gotten close during the past month, sure she infuriated him but she also made him laugh more than anyone he knew.

Connor looked at the sky and saw that it was getting darker, guess we need to stop for the night, he thought. After informing Letha that there was a cave not to far from the main path, they spurred their horses that way in hopes of making it before nightfall. They did and Connor thankfully had enough time to make a fire before the night started to get cold. He watched Letha curl up in a ball near the fire and shut her pretty blue eyes, Connor noticed how much more peaceful she seemed when she slept. Sure she was always cheerful and happy when she was awake but there was something different when she slept, something that haunted her was lifted.

"Connor," he heard the young woman murmur sleepily. "Will you braid my hair in the morning?" It was moments and questions like these that made it hard for him to remember that they were almost the same age.

"Yes, I will make your hair look like my peoples." Connor teased back, and the only answer he was given was the light evenness of her breathing. Connor didn't remember falling asleep on the wall but when he awoke to the sight of ashes and no Letha, he automatically became nervous. He was about to start shouting when she appeared at the mouth of the cave. Connor willed his expression to be one that was completely calm and unwavering, not wanting her to see his worry.

He was surprised though when she came and let her long practically white hair loose and sat in front of him. "Braid it." She whispered, giving him a cheeky smile before turning her head forward again. With a small smile and nimble fingers Connor parted her hair and put it into a few braids, which all connected at the end. It was difficult for him to ignore just how soft her hair was and just how nice it smelled, like vanilla and cinnamon. Connor noticed Letha always smelt like vanilla and cinnamon. When he was done he placed her black and green hood over her shoulders and on top of her head. "Thanks Connor," the whisper was so low he was surprised he even heard it. She got up and walked behind him towards the horses.

He heard ripping behind him and saw Letha had grabbed a brown bag, which was full of food and started ripping it open. Once opened, he watched her take a chunk of the bread inside and stuff it into her mouth. Connor thought she looked like a fat chipmunk.

"Tis ith dilicerous." Letha mumbled incoherently to him, trying to swallow her food. Connor just put his hands over his face and tried not to smile. He eventually just walked over to her and took some of the left over bread and ate it himself, he knew they needed to start moving soon.

"Finish chewing, and mount up, we have business to attend to." Connor climbed onto his own horse Miika and waited, and continued waiting for another five minutes. "Letha if you can not finish off bread how can you finish off enemies?" He mocked her as she attempted to chew faster.

Finally, swallowing the last of her food, Letha put on a look of mock offense and scolded him. "Isn't patience part of the Assassin way?" She teased before climbing onto Noite. Connor just rolled his eyes and tried to ignore her giggling in the background.

"So what are we even doing?" Letha asked him, her words slightly slurred from her concentration on keeping Noite on course since the horse was being headstrong.

"There's a Templar base near here, our job is to listen, gather information, and take them out."

"That doesn't sound so hard." Connor looked directly at her when she said those words, he narrowed his eyes and harshly reprimanded her.

"Do. Not. Ever. Underestimate the enemy, it is a good way to end up dead." Letha instead of her usual eye roll and smile, kept quiet and nodded to his words.

They arrived at the town not long after setting off and after tying up the horses in the woods to make their approach less noticeable. The assassins started walking towards the town center. There's no one out in the streets, no one selling, something isn't right here, Connor thought. Letha obviously had the same thoughts as he watched her slide both her hidden blades out and start looking into stores and houses from windows. He heard her gasp from behind him, then he turned and watched her get ready to break down a door.

"Letha no!" He shouted, and then he heard the gunfire, causing where she was seconds ago to be covered in smoke. Turning back around he saw Letha in a full-blown fight with two Templars; he watched her stab one in the eye and use her one short sword to slice another ones stomach open. She glanced at him and smirked before ripping her bow off her back and aiming an arrow at him. Connor watched her fire and just when he thought he was going to die from her arrow he heard a thump behind him. A Templar soldier lay dead mere feet from where his turned back had been moments before.

"Connor look out," Letha shouted, as more Templars came at her from surrounding houses, causing her to fall silent as she fought. Connor saw four Templars coming his way, taking out his tomahawk and hidden blade he started ripping the men apart. Blocking with his blade and cleaving them in the chest with his tomahawk, his face was spattered with blood from the dead soldiers. After the men lay dead at his feet, he looked around for Letha. She crouched down next to a man holding a knife to his throat, as she whispered something in his ear.

"Do you want to question him?" Connor asked her, she looked at him in response her eyes looking slightly glassy.

"I'll do it, I messed up, I do the dirty work." Letha reasoned, as she nodded to him. Connor looked down at her and could tell that something else was the matter but didn't push the issue. He watched her start questioning the man who didn't look like he would talk, he heard the screams as he walked into the house that Letha broke the door down to. Connor wanted to see what had caused her to gasp like that.

The sight of the two children lying naked and dead was enough to make him understand.