Chase shut the front door behind him before stopping to pull off his running shoes. Having the day off work was nice. Getting to sleep in late, going for a run and just laying around the house doing nothing was a nice treat. Things were a bit different now that Park was living with him full time, but it was mostly a good different. It was nice to have someone to come home to, or to have them come home to him. It was still a bit odd having someone else around the house. He wasn't used to fighting for the remote, or having someone else's name on the answering machine. It had been such a long time, but he was happy to make the adjustment again.

"Morning." Park said as she walked out of her bedroom and headed to the coffee pot.

"Morning." Chase replied as he grabbed a cup and held it out for her to fill after her own.

"Can you do me a favor?" she asked after carefully taking a sip.

"Maybe."

"I know it's been a while since you've lived with anyone, especially a woman." she began. "But, do you think you could put the toilet seat down please?"

"I'll try and remember." he nodded. "I assume you had an accident." he chuckled.

"Umm, yeah." she rolled her eyes.

"You didn't notice it was up?" he asked, never understanding why women couldn't simply look and see if the seat was up or down.

"It was like 3 a.m. and I was half asleep." she explained. "I didn't notice until I was sitting inside the toilet bowl."

Chase couldn't help but laugh at the image of a sleepy Park, feet stuck up in the air, bottom firmly planted in a toilet bowl.

"It's not funny." she punched his arm. "I could have been seriously hurt."

"Yeah, you're right." he nodded as he tried to get his laughter under control. "I'm sorry, I'll try my best to remember."

"Thanks." she said as she headed into the living room to grab her shoes.

"At least you know I always flush."

"Oh, that's just gross." she wrinkled her nose. "But, I am thankful for it." she admitted.

"Where you off to?" he asked as he watched her gather her things.

"To my parent's place." she sighed. "I've got a few more boxes to bring over."

"Maybe I should go with you, to help you carry stuff." he suggested.

"That's okay." she said, knowing full well that he was offering to come with her more as a bodyguard than as a helper.

"You sure it's safe to go out alone?" he asked. It had actually been more than a week since either of them had seen or heard from Whitehall, but that made Chase all the more nervous. Why had he seemingly just given up all of a sudden?

"We haven't seen him." she pointed out. "Maybe that last run in with you and Foreman's talk got through to him?" she asked hopefully. She had to admit though, she was worried. Chase's first talk with Whitehall had done nothing to stop him from coming around all the time, why would that last one be any different.

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean he's given up..."

"I know." she put her hands as a signal for him to stop talking. "But, if he is still watching, I don't want him seeing you and I together." she explained. "He's already threatened you once, I don't want to see if he really meant it."

"Have you told your parents about it?" Chase asked as he sat on the arm of the sofa.

"Are you kidding?" she asked. "They're still freaking out about my moving in here. If they knew about him, their heads would explode...or they'd lock me away somewhere."

"Yeah, I see what you mean." he did understand fully. He had a call from each of Park's parents, letting him know they'd be keeping an eye on him. Did they really think he was some sex crazed pervert out to corrupt their daughter? Apparently, they did. "How long until they're okay with you living here?" he asked.

"My dad might relax a bit sooner than my mom." she answered as she emptied her cup of the last few drops of coffee and rinsed it out. "My mom on the other hand...I think she's expecting me to go to them any day now announcing that I'm pregnant with your baby."

"She does know that we're just roommates, right?" he asked, a bit terrified by the thought.

"I've told her enough times, Popo has told her, too." Park grabbed her keys and a light jacket. "But there are times, once she gets something into her mind, she won't let it go."

"Scary." he shook his head. "Is Popo gonna be there?" he asked.

"I would assume so." Park replied. "Why? Do you have a love note you'd like me to pass on to her?"

"No, just the twenty bucks I owe her." he grabbed his wallet from the coffee table and pulled out a twenty dollar bill.

"When are you going to accept that you can't beat her at cards?" Park asked as she took the money.

"One of these days, her luck will run out."

"Or, one of these days, you might have to accept it's not luck on her part." Park countered. "She's just better than you."

"Be off with you now, woman." he shooed her towards the door.

"Yeah, yeah." Park said as she grabbed her purse.

"Call me when you get there." he called after her as she headed down the hall to the stairs.

"Okay, mother." she called back. She wasn't going to admit it, but she liked the fact that she had someone outside of her family worrying about her and looking out for her. She was definitely going to enjoy having a roommate. Especially if Chase was that roommate.