"I think we all care for each other right now. We've been through enough to be friends. I think... Maybe." Simon tripped over his own words and by the looks of it, he wasn't pleased by his own stuttering. Alishas' smile faded. Friends. Right.

Simon walked over to the couch and turned on the TV. Alisha watched his every move, not wanting to miss a detail of it. He seemed pretty relaxed now, maybe she should tell him just a little something? "Is it okay if I sit here for a bit, yeah?" Alisha stood in front of the couch Simon was sitting on. She pointed to the space beside him, making him clearly more nervous than before. He swallowed hard, smiled a little smile and nodded.

She wanted to just blurt everything out, scream it at his face! But no. He wasn't ready for this. Not for what she wanted from him. She needed to be patient. Even though this was the most slow and painful act of love her heart could endure. Her whole body wanted to be with him. Every fiber of her being screamed for his kiss on her skin. That kiss that set fire in her heart and did things to her of which she didn't even knew they were possible.

But for now she sat next to him, watching some weird man talk to a monkey.

Or a bear.

She wasn't sure.

"What are you watching?" She asked, now turning towards him. Her eyes wondered his beautiful face until he turned to face her as well. "We're watching Starwars." He simply said, turning to the TV again. Alisha smiled at the correction he made. We. A little noise escaped her throat and his head snapped back towards her.

"Why are you smiling?" He asked. Her smile turned into a real grin now. His voice was still fragile, but the determination in his eyes assured her he was strong, even if it wasn't on the surface yet. She didn't answer his question, just kept looking at him. A sigh escaped her lips once the grin had faded again and was replaced by a frown on her forehead. Her eyes dropped to his lips. "I'm sorry." She whispered. She didn't know why she was apoligizing. Maybe because she knew he would think her a lunatic for grining like an imbecile about nothing. "Don't apoligize, I like it when you smile." Her eyes met his know. This was too much for her. The look he gave her, that genuine kindness, it killed her. She just wanted to grab his face and kiss him senseless. His eyes wandered over to the Tvset again. Alisha made a decision. "I want to show you something." She bit her lip as Simon frowned at her.

It was stupid.

She shouldn't.

But she was going to.

Slowly Alisha stood up to take her purse from Simons' room. "Alisha?" Simon had followed her into his own room, which wasn't surprising because of her slow pace with her painful ankle. It was so great to hear him saying her name again. He made it sound like an entire lovesong in one word. She was seriously losing it.

"Don't freak out." She said quietly. She took out the Vegaspicture and pressed it against her chest as she turned around to look at him. "Don't freak out, okay?" She kept the picture to her chest, knowing that the second she turned it around for him to see, everything would be different. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and turned the picture around. With her eyes still closed she could hear him freezing before her. "I don't remember this being taken." He said. She couldn't back now, she needed to tell him everything.

So she opened her eyes and did.

He looked puzzled even though she had told him everything she knew. Or maybe a better way to put it... He looked puzzled because she told him everything she knew. She didn't know how he would react to this, but him not running out or asking her to leave was the best she could have hoped for. "So what do we do now?" Alisha asked. Simon held his head down in his hands, not knowing how to give her an answer. "I have no idea." He whispered after some time. Her hand hoovered above his back, not certain if touching him now would help anything. She lowered her hand again. Probably best to wait. She wished she knew the answer to her own question. "How do I become him? How do I know if this is real? What if you met a shapeshifter?" Alisha shook her head. "It's as real as what I feel for you. He was you. He... touched me. He told me things about you that turned out to be right." She stopped her rambling when she saw his face turning towards her in slowmotion. What had she said that could surprise him? Oh.

"What do you feel for me?" his eyes looked right through her, into her soul as it seemed. She knew this was tricky and irreversible, but she continued anyway. "i wished he had finished his job so I could show you." His eyes frowned into that 'I can't believe you're serious'-look and she lost herself in it. That little twitch in his eyebrow, that asking look in his piercing blue eyes... and then that smile in the right corner of his mouth. He understood.

Alisha waited until she heard Simons' snoring to slip out the door. A smile crossed her face at the memories it brought to mind. She hesitated at the front door. Contemplating to continue or curl up beside him... She turned the doorknob and starting walking. Being next to him could wait a few more hours. Then she would never stop curling up next to him again.

She found the five of them pretty easily. If you knew who to ask, you could actually find everyone. One of them noticed her walking up to the group and tapped the shoulder of the guy she was looking for. He had to finish what he started.

Simon shifted under his blankets. Something was wrong. Terribly wrong. He couldn't put his finger on it but he couldn't get back to sleep because of it. He stood up and walked to the bathroom next to his room. How could someone so beautiful and sweet like him? Sally had said she did but that... He splashed some water in his face to stop from thinking that. He wanted to forget. He dried his face and hands and started walking back to the spare room. He stopped in front of the door of his own bedroom. He looked at the door, wanting it to vanish so he could watch her sleep. He was sure she was pretty when she slept. That perfect face without any worries or pain. He pushed the door to peek in. His heart stopped when he saw the empty bed. His blood started pumping and he felt his whole body pulsing adrenaline. Oh no.

A/N: Oh no that's not so smart of Alisha now is it?

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