Sorry it's took so long to update, my internet went down. I know this chapter is quite short, which I apologize for, but it's just a filler :) xo

Grace slammed the door shut behind her and called out Will's name. She had been longer than expected - four hours and twenty five minutes to be precise - and it was now beginning to get dark outside. Will had slept on the whole plane ride but she wouldn't blame him if he had fallen asleep whilst waiting for her to get home.

"I'm in the kitchen!" Came the reply.

Unsurprisingly, Will was eating when she walked into the kitchen. He was sat cross-legged on the counter, chewing on a sandwich and looking around the kitchen floor with a scared expression on his face. He looked up and smiled at her as she entered. "How did your interview go?"

"Fine," she shrugged. "They just asked the usual questions. Okay, I'm just gonna cut straight to the point here. William, why are you sat on the counter?"

"It's the only place I can see everywhere around me so the monster can't take me by surprise."

Grace stared at him for a moment, opening and closing her mouth a few times before shaking her head. "Nope. I can not figure out what you mean at all."

Will rolled his eyes. "Your cat. She's a monster! She's attacked me every time she's seen me. And she manages to see me, no matter how much how I try to avoid her. Pretty ironic that you called her Angel considering she's fucking Satan's cat."

As if on cue, the fat white furball entered the kitchen. Will winced at the sight of her whereas Grace knelt down to scoop the cat into her arms, planting a kiss on her head as she stood straight again. "Look at you, Angel! You've gotten so big! Oh, I've missed you!" She grinned as the cat started purring loudly, rubbing her head against Grace's neck lovingly.

"Seriously?" Will exclaimed. "She's a monster, Grace! How can you stand to be so close to her?"

"She's lovely," Grace replied. "She just… Doesn't like new people."

"Yeah, no kidding."

"Anyway, on the way home I was thinking about what Eleanor said in the car. We really do need to talk about you keeping your privacy."

"I know," he sighed and got off the counter, seemingly thinking that it was safe seeing as Angel was curled up in Grace's arms. He carried on speaking as they walked into the living room, sitting down on the sofa. "My family do usually keep a low profile. Xav could have been in the winter Olympics as a skier, he's that good, but he had to turn the opportunity down. I don't want to ruin everything my family have done to keep our privacy… But I also want to be able to go out with you in public and support you in your career."

Grace smiled; she'd never dated anyone that had genuinely been interested in supporting her career. It felt nice. "Okay, well why don't we make a compromise? You can go out in public with me and come to premieres and stuff, but when they ask about you in interviews, I won't say much about you. I'll say that you're called Will but you want the details of your life kept private. I'll get Eleanor to get in touch with magazines and newspapers and tell them that if anybody tries to sell a story about you, we'll pay them not to publish it. How does that sound?"

"You really did think this through, didn't you?" He chuckled. "Yeah, I think I can deal with that. Sounds good."

He stood up and leant forward to give Grace a small kiss. "Where are you going?" She asked. "I've only just got back!"

"I've got to finish my essay - tomorrow's the last day I can e-mail it to my tutor. After that, I'm all yours."

"You're always mine," she joked. "Get to work then, I think I'm going to go over to Jack's anyway and thank him for feeding Angel for me."

"He called her a monster too."

"Shut up," she laughed. "Leave my Angel alone!" She stood up and put the cat down on the sofa. "Behave."

"She can't understand you," Will said simply.

"I was talking to you." She smiled and gave him a hug. "See you in a bit."

-#-

"So," Jack said, handing Grace her cup of coffee before sitting down on the sofa next to her. "I have to say… Girl, your boyfriend is hot. He's a keeper, for sure."

"Yeah, he's great," she responded. "He's meeting my grandparents next week."

"What? Did I just hear Grace Tiler openly admit that she's actually getting serious with a guy for once and letting him fully into her life? Wow. He must be special," Jack said, only half joking.

"I know, it's a miracle!" Grace laughed. "I can't explain it, Jack. I just feel like… Like, he's the one."

"Oooh, Gracie's in lurrrr-ve!"

"You know what? I think I am…"