Yay new chapter :D Connor is finally awake, and Rose is still...well...Rose.

Enjoy :D

Rose grabbed Connor's robe, holding up the long strands of cloth on the back. She placed it carefully on his bed, smoothing out the creases.
"Thank you, Rose," Connor said with a weak smile.
"No problem!" Rose said, turning to him. "Least I could do, for all you've done for me." she continued with a smile.
Connor grabbed the robe, slowly pulling on the thick cloth. He grabbed his cuff which held his hidden blade and thrust his wrist, revealing the knife.
"Good as new." Rose said, crossing her arms and smiling.
"I need to get to Boston, will you help me there?" Connor asked, raising an eyebrow.
Rose's eyes widened. She definitely didn't want Connor to know her secret. She nodded after a while and smiled sweetly at him.
"Sure Connor, I'll come with you." she said, with a stiff jaw

Connor took Rose's hand and helped her to step onto the pier. Connor looked around; it seemed like a long time since he'd been in Boston. He watched carefully as the redcoats darted their eyes at him as they passed. He pulled down his hood lower over his eyes, making his face shaded.

Rose stood next to him and sighed. "Well, here we are. Boston." she said halfheartedly.

Connor turned to her. "It seems like you have a certain desire to be someplace else."

Rose smiled. "Not my favourite place. Although it was where I came from."

Connor nodded to the busy streets filled with people buying supplies and drinking ale. They walked through the drunken crowds until they came to the general store.

"I'll be trading in here for a while, wait here." Connor said, gesturing her to wait.

"Sure, take all the time you need." Rose answered, nodding.

Connor nodded his head once before entering the general store.

Rose stood silently, leaning against the wooden walls of the store. She hated this atmosphere, especially being on her own. She sighed and crossed her arms, trying her hardest to be patient.

"Rose...?" said a voice behind her.

Rose turned to see a man dressed in a long blue coat and a three point hat. She didn't recognise the man until he stepped closer to her, revealing his face.

Before Rose could speak the man had already wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug. She sighed stiffly and waited until the man stepped back. She was about to grab her sword but the man was already reminding her.

"Hello again, Rose." the man said, shaking her hand.

"Haytham...?" she said cocking her head in confusion.

"Yes, me, Haytham," he said, as if stating the obvious.

Rose regretted coming to Boston, this is what she dreaded to happen. She didn't want Connor to see this no matter what.

Cue Connor walking back towards them from the general store, saying, "What is going on?" Just her luck.

"Connor." Haytham said with a poisonous look.

"Father." Connor greeted, nodding at Haytham.

Rose cleared her throat. "Well, this was a nice reunion. Let's go, Connor." she said, attempting to take Connor's arm, but he shook her off.

"Rose, I didn't know you were with my son." Haytham said with a disappointed sigh.

"She is here to help." Connor hissed.

Rose's eyes widened, she didn't want Haytham to find out their true intentions. "I'm here to help Connor train. You did once say I should train my own pupil one day." Rose answered before Connor could.

Connor looked over at Rose, wondering what she was up to, but he joined in. "Yes, she's here to train me."

"Really?" Haytham chuckled, crossing his arms. "Well I never thought I would see my own pupil with a pupil of her own."

Rose rolled her eyes. "We really have to go, Haytham. We'll catch up with you soon, if we can." she said, taking Connor's arm.

"Looking forward to it." Haytham laughed.

"Rose, what's the matter with you?" Connor said taking her arm and stopping

"I-I-" Rose stammered "I didn't want you to see Haytham. He was my mentor but I have no more respect towards him."

Connor frowned "Why didn't you want me to get involved."

Rose twirled the thin strands of her hair in her finger. "Haytham doesn't know I'm helping you defeat him. I didn't even want him to know I'm helping you. I'm sorry if you take this the wrong way." Rose said with an awkward smile.

Connor sighed "No matter what you say, he'll believe you. That's a good thing, he trusts you." Connor said, patting Rose's shoulder.

Rose sat on her bed, fiddling with the cloth strands on her dress, knotting them and undoing them.

Connor knocked on her door lightly, peering over the frame.

"Can I come in, Rose?" Connor asked gently.

Rose nodded and patted the bed, gesturing Connor to sit.

Connor walked in and closed the door quietly. He strode over confidently and sat next to Rose, staring into her eyes.

"What's on your mind, Connor?" Rose asked, bright as normal.

"Did you mean the things you said?" Connor asked, trying to be serious.

Rose blushed. "What things?" She rubbed her arm, trying not to make the conversation awkward.

"When I was ill, you expressed your true feelings about me," he said, smiling softly.

"Yeah, I guess I did. I'm sorry." she said without emotion, turning away.

"Don't be," Connor said, sighing. "Because..." His lower lip started to tremble.

Rose lifted an eyebrow "Because what, Connor?" She asked softly, touching his arm.

Connor sighed. "Because...I guess I feel the same way about you," he said, quite embarrassed. Connor shook his head, feeling ashamed about what he said. He looked back at Rose, who's eyes now were wide and tearful.

"Y-you...you do?" she said shakily, blinking a few times to remove the tears.

Connor sighed and nodded, closing his eyes. Rose sighed with joy and jumped at him, knocking him back onto the bed.

Rose kissed him hard the forehead. "You do? You do, you do, you do!" she exclaimed excitedly, hugging him tightly.

Connor couldn't hold back Rose's excitement, but only managed to say, "Yes, I do."

Rose climbed off Connor quickly, allowing him to get his breath back.

"As long as you don't do that every single moment o-" Connor only manage to say before Rose silenced him with a light kiss on the lips.

Rose raised an eyebrow. "Sorry, I just like you a little TOO much," she giggled.

Connor smiled, and blushed lightly.

Haytham rested his elbows on the desk, holding the pendant in his right palm. He sighed and put it back on the side of the desk with all of his documents.

He remembered back to when he first took Rose in, a green-eyed, nervous girl who was pretty much scared of everything. He remember her trying to pick up one of his sword and dropping it on herself. Rose was pretty much a daughter to him, and now she was gone. He completely regretted dismissing her, she was a very pleasant girl to have around.

Haytham grabbed one of his hawk feather quills Ziio had given him, pulled out a brand new piece of parchment, and began to write.

Dear Rose,

It has been a while since I've formally talked to you, a very long time indeed. I have noticed that you have been training my son, Connor. I wonder how that is coming along; I also wonder if he is like his mother, bold and strong. I hope to come and see how your training is coming along, so I'd like if you would like to accompany me to New York this coming weekend. There, you will demonstrate your skill on the other young pupils. Are you as good as I remember?

Yours sincerely,

Haytham Kenway

Haytham smiled as he folded the parchment and sealed it with his Templar ring. He set the letter down beside him and walked towards the window, thinking how Rose would react to the letter. He let out a sinister grin, before walking out of the room and closing the wooden door behind him.

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