Butch placed Blossom onto the ground, eyes alight with amusement.

"Thanks for the lift." She muttered, a light blush spreading across her cheeks.

He adjusted his imaginary tie. "Of course, I am a gentleman."

She chuckled as he opened the door for her.

"After you, my lady." He spoke formally.

"How very generous of you, my sir." She curtsied and stepped into the house. To her surprise, Butch and Boomer had done some remodeling since the last time she had been there. Holes in the walls, dirty laundry thrown all about, crumbs and wrappers emptied over the couch, it really was a new house. Because Brick hadn't been there to keep things in order.

Blossom bit her lip at the thought of her counterpart. She was beginning to get more and more worried that he would find her. Which, of course, he would. But how it would play out is what truly got to her.

"So where is it?" She asked.

Butch made his way upstairs and motioned for her to follow. "There wasn't a ton of it at your house to begin with, but half of what I was able to snag is gone." They walked into his bedroom, that part of the house hadn't changed.

"Will it be enough?" Blossom watched him squat down and open the drawers of his bedside table.

He lifted up a large round bottle. Filled to the tip of it was the black liquid called Chemical X. "You tell me."

She sighed in relief. "That's definitely plenty." Taking it from his grasp, she frowned. "What if it doesn't work?"

He didn't bother to close the drawers and stood up. "Why wouldn't it?"

Her pink eyes flashed with doubt. "I don't know...I just have a bad feeling."

"Not about getting your powers back, but of Brick getting you back." He stated.

She looked up at him in shock, speechless.

His green gaze softened. "I know you better than you think, Pinky. But trust me when I say we'll fix all of this." He took her hands in his. "Together."

Her heart beat quickened and she glanced down at their intertwined hands. His touch was cold, but warm at the same time. It was a perfect balance. Just like his grip. He didn't hold onto her too tight and he didn't pull her towards him. He was more cautious than Brick, not so controlling. He was actually kind of...gentle.

"Butch..." She spoke softly as he stared into her eyes. The passion and want was evident in those emerald irises.

He brushed his thumbs over the top of her hands. "I thought you already knew."

She frowned slightly, then sighed. "I guess I did, but with Brick always trying my patience, and everyone thinking it was counterparts with counterparts, I didn't think about it enough."

He nodded. "Yeah, I get that." His eyebrows knit together. "Do you even feel the same?"

Her face fell. "Butch I do like you, really I do, and yeah it could be possible but right now? After having dealt with Brick? I don't think I'm quite ready." Liar. She's had feelings for Butch since sophomore year. His sense of humor always made her smile, he had her complete trust, he was incredibly attractive, and the chemistry between them was strong. So why didn't she say yes? Why didn't she admit she likes him?

'Because your mind is on Brick. Brick would never allow you to be with Butch. Brick could hurt the people you love. Brick could hurt Butch.'

She had to avert her gaze.

"I know you're bullshitting me." He stated, staring at their hands. "But as long as you think about it and give me a chance...then you can bullshit me all you want."

His words made her release a warm laugh. "You never fail to brighten the mood, huh?"

He gave her a cocky grin. "Guess I'm just that amazing."

She opened her mouth to respond when there was a knock on the front door. Butch carried the bottle of Chemical X as they went downstairs. As expected, Buttercup and Bubbles were at the steps. Blossom arched an eyebrow at the box of syringes Bubbles had.

"I only need one." The red haired girl stated.

Buttercup strode into the house. "Yeah, we know. But just in case theres a dud we have extras."

Blossom twisted her face in confusion but didn't say anything.

"So how are we gonna do this?" Butch asked.

All four teens gathered into the kitchen. Bubbles picked out a syringe and washed it in the sink. Butch handed her the Chemical X and she filled it up.

"Where did he put the needle?" Bubbles asked.

Blossom furrowed her brows, staring at her arm. "Pretty sure it was my wrist."

Then, without warning, there was a small prick in her vein and it was over. She rubbed the tender area. "Do you think it'll take effect soon?"

Bubbles nodded. "It's already spread throughout your bloodstream."

"Geez, are you gonna become a nurse?" Buttercup teased.

Blossom chuckled. "You'd be good at it. Now let's head home."

Her sisters made their way out the door, but Butch caught Blossom's arm before she could leave.

His green eyes held concern. "You sure you don't wanna stay here or something? Brick is definitely looking for you."

She carefully slipped away from his grasp and gave him a reassuring smile. "It's okay, Butch. My sisters and I will be fine." She placed a gentle kiss on his cheek. "Promise."

As bad as he wanted to make her stay, he allowed her to leave. And as he went upstairs to his bedroom, he could still feel her scorching hot lips on his skin.