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Eames, once again, wraps herself in her comforter and shuffles out of her room. She smells coffee and bacon and it's too much for her to resist. Before she goes out to the deck where she knows Bobby is sitting, she pulls a coffee cup from the cupboard and pours herself a steamy mug full. She takes a moment to look out the window above the kitchen sink and realizes she was correct in her first assessment, it holds a breathtaking view of the surrounding mountains. She spends some time just taking in the woods, both near and far, then focuses on her coffee. After fixing it just right, she proceeds out to the deck.

Bobby hears her in the kitchen and can't help but feel happy. He knows she's on her way out to see him.

"Hey." She says as she makes her way to the chair.

"Good morning…sleep okay?" He says as he tries to figure out what she has on under her blanket.

"Like a rock. I mean, I know we're in hiding, but this place is really relaxing."

He knows what she means. Because they aren't in constant contact with Deakins, he feels very relaxed himself. He knows he should be more vigilant, but he can't imagine Wilkes finding them since the NYPD doesn't even know where they are.

He studies her for another minute. "I guess before we do anything, we should run into town and check in with the Captain."

Alex nods her head in agreement. They sit quietly for a few minutes and Alex is again admiring the peacefulness of the woods. At one point, her blanket slips open and he sees she's in a t-shirt and she's not wearing a bra. Then he wonders if she's wearing pants. She sees him inspecting her and she pulls the comforter tighter again. That's when he realizes he was right, no pants. He has to turn away from her so she doesn't see him blush.

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The trip into town proves fruitless. Wilkes' whereabouts is still unknown. They get back to the house and go their separate ways. Bobby heads for a shed at the corner of the clearing while Eames creeps back up the stairs into the web-infested second floor.

After a while of investigating, Eames heads back downstairs and nestles into the couch with a newspaper they picked up in town. She's half way through it when she hears an engine. She pokes her head up and listens as Bobby attempts to start…something. What, she has no idea.

The noise pulls her to her feet, and she makes her way out to the deck. At that point, she hears the motor start, and she realizes it's a motorcycle of some kind. Just then, she sees Bobby ride around into her view on an old dirt bike.

"Wow! Look at that!" She shouts over the sound of the bike.

Bobby sits proudly on the old motorcycle. "Come for a ride."

"Be right down!" Eames goes back into the house. She keeps her tank top on, but changes into a pair of sweatpants and her hiking boots. Bobby takes a short ride, then waits for her at the bottom of the stairs. He sees her in her outfit and smiles.

Alex climbs onto the back of the bike and grabs onto the handle bars on the side of the seat. Bobby leans back and shouts over the engine noise, "You need to hold onto me. If we dump the bike, you want to fall off with me instead of hanging on to this and getting dragged by it."

Without another thought, Alex releases the handle bars and wraps her hands around Bobby's waist. As soon as she has a firm grip, he floors it and they take off into the woods.

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"These are old logging roads, they run all the way to the top of the mountain…which is also the top of the Lewis' property." Bobby stops five minutes into their trip. He turns off the engine and explains their surroundings. They're still on the bike, and Alex still has her hands on Bobby's waist, despite the fact that they're stopped. He can feel her legs pressed against his, and while he thinks that she might be trying not to let her breasts rub against his back, they are and he can feel their gentle presence nonetheless.

"Can we go further up?" Alex likes the idea of holding onto Bobby, and she's hoping this isn't the end of the tour. "Sure…let's go!" He starts up the bike again and they take off.

They make their way to the top of the mountain, then head back down along another logging road. A short time later, they come across a stream and a mud hole. Bobby slows down to tell Alex a story. He turns his head a little to make sure she hears him. "When we were young, Lewis and I would come up here on the dirt bikes and coat ourselves in mud…it was always so much fun."

Alex leans into him and puts her mouth close to his ear, "Let's do it!"

Bobby gets a little thrown, not only by her proximity but also by her enthusiasm. "Wha - what?"

"C'mon, Bobby! Let's go in the mud!" Now he definitely feels her breasts firmly pressed against his back as she leans in to speak into his ear. His legs go wobbly. "Let's go!"

He doesn't need anymore prompting. He runs the bike through the mud hole, then turns and does it again. Alex is screaming and burying her head in his shoulder blade as she gets caked in mud. Bobby hears the joy and freedom in her voice and he can't help but shout out himself. They spend a long time screaming in happiness as Bobby drives back and forth through the mud hole.

On their way back down the mountain, Bobby notices that Alex is quiet. He also notices that her hands have moved from his waist to being tightly drawn across his stomach. Her belly and chest are resting right up against his back, and her head is tilted sideways and leaning on his right arm. He waits until their back at the house to address her position.

"You okay?"

She's pulled from her daydream by his words, "Yeah…I'm fine."

The whole way down the mountain, Alex thought of how this was the first time in years that she really let loose. She knows that it's no coincidence that it's with her partner. She tries to shake her melancholy but she can't do it fast enough.

"No you're not. Tell me what's wrong." Bobby's turns off the engine, but he doesn't attempt to move them off the bike.

She sighs. "I'm just thinking that this is the most fun I've had in a long, long time."

"Me, too." He says without turning around.

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