Blair spent the following days preparing for her wedding, the upcoming weekend, to Joseph as she found herself falling for him more and more when she knew she should be repulsed and running away as fast as possible.

She sat at their dining room table, reviewing the dress choices Faith had given her once more when Joseph walked into the room and placed his hands on her shoulders, massaging them slowly, as he placed a kiss on her hair. "Have you had any luck choosing a dress?"

Blair shook her head, "I can't pick one that's me," she tried to explain as she scanned the page, trying to settle on one so she could move on. "You've been here with me since you got me out of the helicopter, are you afraid I'll leave? I kinda envisioned you killing all the time," she spoke, at the same moment finalizing on a light pink dress that had a sweetheart neckline.

Joseph sat down at the table next to her, "I tried to explain to you from the first night that I don't kill for sport but out of necessity. There aren't any threats around currently which allows me to spend my time getting to know you better, thankfully without the effect of the drugs getting in our way. And, I'm not longer afraid you're going anywhere."

He moved from behind her and took a seat in another chair watching as she finally circled a dress for Faith, finalizing the last step of their wedding preparation. "Well done," he congratulated her with a small smile on his lips.

Blair stood from her chair and moved to stand in front of him before she straddled him in his seat, wrapping her arms around his neck and leaning in to whisper, "I wish it was today so that I could finally have you," she teased, nipping his earlobe before pulling back to look into his eyes.

He shook his head, "You shouldn't be trying to lead me to sin, my Dear," he corrected and shamed her behavior before adding, "I am already having enough trouble holding back without your advances," he revealed which she could feel was true.

She smiled, innocently, "I'm sorry. I'm just impatient and it's the only thing distracting me from my bizarre change of character when it comes to you," she confessed, hoping not to offend him with her honesty.

"You mean the fact that you were here to arrest me and I captured you which wasn't pleasant either, yet you're ready to become my wife?" he teased her, releasing his hands from the arm rests on the chair and placing them on her hips as she nodded to his query. "I don't have an explanation other then the possibility that the chemistry between us overpowered our natures."

"So, love conquered all obstacles?" she suppressed a laugh, "That seems extremely hard to believe but maybe, because there was a small part of me that hoped you'd save me in the helicopter and that same part didn't want to put the handcuffs on you, in the first place," she explained, realizing she may not have been the best for the initial mission.

Joseph smiled, gazing into her eyes, "I saw that in your eyes and I tried to explain it to you, but you were stubborn, thankfully easier to breakdown then I'd expected," he teased her once more.

She shook her head as she climbed off from his lap, her own body aching from the loss of contact, "I guess I should go finish the preparations with Faith so we can finally be together, truly," she added, looking down at the bulge left in his pants from her actions.

He nodded, "I agree with that plan," he stood to attend to his own business, "You have much too strong of an effect on me that makes me fear what I'd have done if you hadn't changed your mind."