I stopped to look at myself in the mirror again before I walked out the door, making sure the outfit worked. I was thin and even at just a little over three months I was beginning to show. After I'd decided that no one could tell under the blazer, I pulled my hair up into a ponytail. I didn't want to give Lucas the wrong idea.

Now was not a good time for us to have another spontaneous make out session. Not that I hadn't enjoyed it before, it just wasn't a good idea for it to happen and then have me say 'and oh by the way, I'm pregnant.'

I met Lucas outside the restaurant twenty minutes later. The food was good and I found myself enjoying the time more than I'd expected. It felt good to have a light carefree conversation not related to the universe ending or my all-too-complicated love life.

Afterwards he followed me back to my apartment. When I unlocked the door and showed him in, I realized what a mess it was. There were more boxes than there had been before and things were strewn haphazardly where I'd sorted them into keep and throw away.

"Earthquake hit Boston lately Liv?' Lucas asked as he looked around.

"I was never very organized. It was the thing I got yelled at for most in basic training," I laughed a little. It sounded awkward though; The action had become so foreign to me.

"I remember," Lucas laughed, "It wasn't all that hard Liv. They gave you an instruction book. With pictures."

"What can I say, I was never very good at following orders," I shrugged.

"And somehow you still became the top Agent in the most classified division of the FBI I've ever seen."

"How do you know that?" I said, whirling around to face him.

"Don't freak Liv. I just happened to notice it when you said 'Classified' every time I asked about your job," He said. He took a step closer and touched my arm, "Why are you so jumpy Liv?"

"Its complicated," I said glancing down at the floor.

He stepped closer and touched my other arm, rubbing them gently, "That sounds awfully similar to 'classified'."

I took a deep breath, "We can't do this Lucas."

"What Liv?"

I looked up and met his eyes, "Lucas," I longed so much to reach up and touch his lips, to fall back onto his couch two years ago. I stopped thinking rationally and let my wants and fears take over. I reached up and kissed him carefully. I fell back on my heels, eyes still closed, "That."

Lucas, wrapped his arms around me and I laid my head on his chest.

A short while later Lucas was preparing to leave, I stopped him as he opened the door, "Don't go. I need someone here more than I thought I did."

Lucas smiled, "I don't think that's the best idea right now. I'll see you tomorrow Liv,' He leaned down and kissed her gently before walking out the door.

I leaned against the door, and for the first time since Peter had rejected me, I felt safe.