Sorry for not updating Finding Sapphire, I am trying to find the perfect place for a new setting. Hopefully more on low place .

She awoke to a knocking on her door. It was soft and she awoke when it stopped. Groaning and rubbing her eyes she dragged herself out of bed and to the door opening to see Bruce standing with a smile.

"I made coffee," she smiled pushed her bangs and leaned into him tired. He was hesitant at first but wrapped his arms around her lightly. She noted that his arms hovered above her skin and pulled back. He smiled and she followed him into the kitchen. She looked out the back window and sighed. Everything was damp from last nights rain.

"Do you work today?"

"No, I shouldn't but you do know I could be called in, it is the weekend," He sighed but nodded. It had been five days but already each other accepted the new company. Bruce had learned more about himself and Belle had picked up on each new thing. Bruce was smart, he chuckled more than he laughed, he was hesitant before speaking with her, he kept too himself, he couldn't cook with out her house smelling. She liked everything (except for the stinking house) about him, how when he thought he chewed on his glasses. He would never admit to being tired. His favorite spot on the couch would be the corner closest to the stair, he would then fold his arms and stick left leg up and fall asleep right before she got home for work. Belle liked how when you went to wake him up he would peek through his left eye before opening all the way. He was amazing with gamma radiation information. Something she noticed he talked most about. But the thing she noticed the most was that he was never mad.

His version of being mad was a disappointed look, she had noticed. She earned a couple of those glancing when she had ran into. She was still slowly getting use to having another body in the house. She had left her door open several times and he caught her after a shower. After a squeak she would dive back into the bathroom and he would walk away his face redder than anything she has seen. But that's what happens when she accepted him in with open arms.

He was cutting chicken breasts last night, accepting cooking lesson from Belle, when he sliced his palm.

"Oh you're bleeding," she had off-hand. She then realized what she had said and turned back to him. "YOU'RE BLEEDING," she ran towards him as he was heading toward the sink. "How are you bleeding?"

"What do you mean?" She then had to go into detail about the letter she had hidden from him. Remembering this she grabbed the phone and called Sky. The girl she had contacted for her personal questions. She left a message stating her name and said she had a question about Bruce and hung up.

"Can we go to the library?" She looked up at Bruce who was pulling milk out of the fridge. She nodded and headed to her room but was stopped and called back. "Yeah?"

"You should eat," he tilted the jug towards her with a smile. A bowl of cereal later, each walked there own way to dress. Belle dressed in a light green v-neck tunic with a pair of leggings and boots. Bruce was wearing a pair of dark faded jeans and a navy blue t-shirt. They decided to walk instead of drive since it was only a few blocks and the day was turning out to be bright and sunny. At the library they split, each agree to meet back in thirty minutes.

Belle walked back to the front a noticed him giving the lady behind the desk a paper. She waited for him to return to her. "What's that?"

"I got a job, something to do while your at work," she looked at him and smiled.

"I'm sorry," she said.

"Why?"

"I didn't know you were lonely, I feel bad now." He pulled her into a hug and smiled.

"You shouldn't you've done so much for me." He looked her straight in the eyes. Their noses were almost touching and Belle's breath caught in her throat. Belle saw Bruce's cheeks burn and pulled back. He mumbled a sorry and started to walk away. Belle ran up to him and slipped her hand into his and kept pace.

She felt her heart speed up and she watched the children waiting across the street. She stopped and watched then cross making sure they were safe. They waved at her as the passed, she giggled and smiled at them. She had wanted kids desperately since she was little. She had names in her head, rooms planned out, and studying tips written in her books. She looked at Bruce who was watching her.

"I've always wanted kids," she admitted awkwardly.

"I can't remember if I did," she laughed and unlocked the door and walking in.

"So when do you start work?"

"Tomorrow, at noon."

"Uh! Lucky. You get to sleep in," he chuckled and placed his books on the coffee table.

"I don't know who I was before," he claimed catching her attention, "but I'm pretty happy with who I am now. I'm happy to be where I am."

"I'm happy too." She pulled him into a hug. But it wasn't awkward now. He hugged back strong and proud.