Melody stood there shocked. MacTavish stood in front of her towering over her frame as she continued to stare down at the ground. She had to admit, kissing MacTavish was nice. There was a surprising warmness in his lips and arms as he gripped her arms. A silence hung around the entire base, well at least to Melody because her thoughts and emotions screamed so loud that she couldn't hear anything around her except her rapid heart. A sudden feeling inside her made her want to grab him by the collar and never let him escape her lips again, but it feared her to think of him, or any man that way. She had vowed to never love anyone again. She already broke some of that vow with Charlie, but that didn't count. She meant with a man. Every guy she loved died or could never see her again. MacTavish stood there watching her reaction.

"Melody I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that." He immediately apologized when she didn't say anything.

It was all too much for her. She bumped her shoulder against his as she ran away.

"Melody! Melody!" MacTavish yelled behind her.

She ignored him as she ran past her apartment; she knew that's where they would look for her first, (they meaning MacTavish and Becca). She ran into the small office building where they found family care packages. (They had a secret place where both troops and families could send and accept items from family members. Someone lived in the home outside the base and sent the packages and letters to the base.) The office building was only about four stories high, not like usual offices. She stormed inside, men and women in white shirts and khakis looked over their dividers as they Captain threw herself through the revolving doors, face red, and eyes red as tears threatened against her eyelids. She ran towards an empty elevator and squeezed through. Once inside she reached over and shut down that elevator. She sat in the corner and wrapped her arms around her knees. Her heart raced and her skin burned like a volcano. Her heart also tugged uncomfortably at the thought of MacTavish. How was that kiss going to affect their friendship? She didn't want to lose him. Besides Becca, he was her best friend. The only person she could really be herself with. Now with him having feelings for her…. She didn't want to think about.

'Maybe he just got confused. Maybe mixed emotions?' Melody suggested in her mind.

No, there was more than a simple confused kiss. She could feel it. While she sat there in the muted darkness, she considered what it would be like if she was just normal. Maybe she'd be happy, loved with her family. Her dad would accept her for being her and never force her to do every challenging thing in mankind. Maybe she and her sister would fight like every sibling but continue to protect each other from every opposing thing that threatened them. Maybe they would share secrets and come crying to the other when their heart was broken. Maybe she would've had friends in school. Make the cheerleading squad, fail every test, pass every test, take Cooking as an extra credit. Maybe even fall for the quarterback like every normal girl. She was twenty-three; maybe she could be married or at least engaged. Raise a family of her own? But that wasn't hers to enjoy. She was destined with this harsh life, it's all she had. How could you escape that? Especially if you didn't have nowhere else to escape to.

MacTavish:

He looked everywhere for her. He knew she'd be busy with training and he knew not to interrupt that. He knew he still had training to do, but he knew he'd never get any of that done with his thoughts screaming at him.

'Where's Melody? Should you tell her about your feelings? Well, she does deserve to know. You should find Melody. I bet it'd be soft. Her lips, I mean. Wouldn't that be nice; to kiss her…?' He nearly smashed his foot with a dumbbell as his thoughts went astray and he knew some rated R thoughts were coming to his mind. Dunn arched an eyebrow at the man as he dodged the fallen dumbbell.

"You look like hell, man? What's wrong with you?" Dunn asked slapping him on the shoulder.

"It's nothing, mate. Trust me." He said holding the dumbbell with one hand, fixing to place it in its usual place.

Dunn just laughed. "It's funny 'cause the last time you said that got my ass kicked." He said.

"Hey, I told you Melody'd be pissed if you showed me her old files. Especially her CIA files. Didn't think she got absolutely nuts though." He said.

Dunn nodded once in agreement. "True…but there's totally something going up with you. Now, what is it?" Dunn asked, placing his chin in his hands and resting his elbows on his knees.

MacTavish rolled his eyes up. "If something was up, I wouldn't be telling anyone except three specific people." He said standing up.

"And who's that?" Dunn asked jumping up with him.

"Me, myself and I." He pointed out.

"Oh my God, Ramirez check this out! MacTavish made a joke!" Dunn said completely fazed.

MacTavish chuckled and just walked out. He ran his hand over his Mohawk. Once again, his thoughts seemed to trail towards Melody as he walked casually by a group of children. He ruffled the curly red hair of a small boy who laughed in return and straightened his hair. He then saw her with her squad. She was wearing her usual training wear, shorts and a tank top, but this time she wore her yoga pants since she was around some younger troops. Her hair was pulled back into a messy ponytail as she seemed to be instructing them. Her face shared equal emotion as she explained something to them. She arched her eyebrows as she said (by what he could tell) 'Like this.'

She quickly turned and ran towards the course. She started off by jumping up on a wooden obstacle that she had to quickly climb over. It seemed like she flew by on that one and jumped off and immediately sprinted over to the next one. Her small figure quickly flew back and forth as she dodged through some obstacles with its trajectory aimed on tripping whom ever took the course. She then moved on to the next one, another wall climb designed from a tall sandy mountain. She seemed very experienced in climbing; she took each climb with precision and care. Some tricks were hidden inside like a loose fake rock or weak side. She jumped off that on the other side and sprinted to the next. She lunged for the rope and swung across a mud pit. She then jumped for the bars that hung ten or so feet above the ground. Before landing, she did a quick backflip.

"Showoff." He said under his breath.

She placed her hands on her hips and said something that might've been, 'Now you try' or 'who's next?'

He decided to try and talk to her as she supervised her troops, but that was probably a bad idea. He stood there, watching her as she let her face fall in disappointment as each failed in one of the obstacles. One failed face first into the mud. He was in for it as Melody stormed up beside him.

"What the hell was that, soldier? I did this stuff when I was like ten! Now get off your ass and get cleaned up. Jesus Christ!" She yelled at him.

MacTavish chuckled. He spotted Becca walk behind him casually, hands in pockets.

"Oh, hey Becca!" He said turning around and quickly grabbing her wrist.

"What's up?" She asked turning towards him.

"Could you do me a favor?" He asked shyly.

"Yeah. What is it?" She pressed on.

He awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck. "Could you just tell Melody I need to talk to her? Please." He asked.

"Sure. Are you alright?" She asked. Everyone seemed to notice his change.

"Yeah, just tell her." He said walking away.

She nodded to herself and looked back at him once as she sprinted towards Melody's troops.

After ten or so minutes he spotted her. He drummed his fingers together nervously. How would he start this? He knew he had to tell her how he felt. But how? What would be her reaction? Maybe he shouldn't say anything. But he already told Becca that he needed to talk with her. What could he say? Something lame like the weather and escape somewhere. Did he exactly have to say it? Maybe show her. That might be a good idea. He saw her come closer and she looked up at him as Becca walked away towards the daycare center.

"Oh, hey Scotland. What's up? Becca said you were looking fo-" She began.

He interrupted her thought as he gripped her arms with a sudden intensity and crushed her lips with his. He didn't know what to think, except that something changed inside of him. Every part of his being tensed and tingled as her skin boiled under his. He could feel something change him, even. He craved more as he nearly twisted his fist in her hair, but decided not to because he knew he'd end up hurting her. That was the last thing he wanted to do. So he just held her for another moment or so. His lips molded against hers, shaping around her soft pink lips. His heart raced and all he wanted to do was be completely alone with her. Not have to feel the stares of everyone on them. He breathed in her scent; a nice strawberry scent. He didn't understand why, but the smell drove him crazy. He had to stop. Though every part of his being begged to keep close to her, he quickly broke apart. She didn't say a word but looked completely shocked. She stared at the ground, but what really made him feel like a total ass were her reddening eyes as tears threatened. It broke his heart to think, check that, know that he hurt her and was now making her cry. He wanted to reach out and take her in his arms and beg for forgiveness, but she moved before he could even touch so much as her arm. She quickly ran away from him.

"Melody! Melody!" He yelled for her.

He thought of going after her, but that was the worst idea. He was the one that made her cry. Why would she want to see him?

Back to Melody in the elevator:

She had turned the elevator back on, but thankfully no one had discovered her here. Though she finished crying her eyes out like a baby, she couldn't make herself get up and leave. Here in the elevator was almost comforting to her. She didn't have to worry about anything; she was away from those who made her cry and feel awful. Away from MacTavish. She crossed her arms atop her knees and placed her head on her arms. She knew she couldn't stay there forever though. She had to get out sometime. She thought about it, but just continued to stay down. She didn't want to get out of the elevator, she felt safe. She didn't want to go out there and face MacTavish or Becca or anyone. She just wanted to be left alone in the elevator. She felt like everything was turned upside down. In a parallel universe. Was she even Melody anymore? How would parallel Melody handle this? Well, real Melody would want to run away. It was her specialty. But she didn't want to be the real Melody because she knew that she was just a crazed, dangerous, revenge-crazy, terrible person. She let all her friends die and take the pain for her while she hid in some stupid corner. She didn't deserve to be here, be with so many people that cared for her and made sure she was alright. Ronan, Steven, Shaun, Mallory. They were the first unlucky victims of her poisonous love. Who else had to endure the pain? What about her family? Her mother and sister and her new family. Were they going to die because she was so unlovable? She didn't even want to think about Charlie. He even said he loved her this morning. Was he a new role in her trap called love? She prayed something would just sweep by and just take her away, maybe even end her pathetic life. She would never ask for something like this. She wanted someone to love. Someone to care and just be… her. Someone she could laugh with, express an amount of love she could never contain. But was their even such a person as that? Multiple men in her life promised to make her feel safe and protected. They just used her love sometimes. Like when she was fourteen. God, she was so stupid to believe him!

October 28, 2008

Preston House, Washington

"C'mon Melody. It's just a party, relax." Darren said taking a shaking Melody's hand.

"Are you sure about this? My dad would be totally pissed if he saw me here." Melody said resisting.

"Trust me. It's fine. You're perfectly fine with me." He said pressing his body close to hers and forcing her to look up at his eyes, placing his finger under her chin.

She smiled and nodded. She took his waiting hand and intertwined her fingers with his.

She could hear the loud bass from the stereos linger outside. Dangerous by Kardinal Offishall feat. Akon blast from the house, more like mansion. A large chandelier hung above them and a winding staircase circled the far corner of the white house. Swarms of bodies swayed to the music and flashing colorful lights came from every direction, blinding her as she stepped foot in the place. Some couples danced closer than usual and some were pressed against walls, nearly forming into one as they continued, as Melody described, 'sucked each other's throats out'. Some drug each other upstairs and into closets. She gulped nervously as others stared her down like the hunter looking at its prey. A tall skinny boy with excited green eyes bounded over.

"Hey! What's up man! 'Bout damn time you got here. There's some kegs hidden around everywhere so just help yourselves." He said. He sounded like he'd said that a million times that night.

"Thanks man." Darren said.

Melody grinned shyly and tugged at the sleeve of her shirt.

"C'mon Melody." He said taking her hand and leading her across to the lighted dance floor.

She followed him into the crowded floor and dodged drunken bodies to get to the center. He took her arms and threw them around his neck. She smiled at him. Melody continued to look around and swayed her body with everyone else, even mimicking the other taller and older girls.

"Is this party chaperoned?" She asked over the music.

He shook his head. "Naw, that's why it's the best. Preston's party is always once a year; the night of his parent's anniversary. They're usually gone for like a week. Take's the whole other six days to clean up this place. Good thing the bastard's rich. Be a total pain to clean this whole place." Darren explained.

Melody nodded in agreement. The idea of this being a non-chaperoned party made her want to actually go back to the base. But she couldn't just leave Darren. So she continued to stay. Through the night Darren had drank almost a whole six pack. Maybe almost two. She lost count after seven. He scared her now. But, she just shook off the fear and continued to party with him. Even though she refused, he forced her to down two cups of alcohol. She choked on the nasty liquid. He just laughed at her as she gagged.

"C'mon Melody. Don't be a pansy!" He said, breathing his nasty alcohol breath in her face.

She turned her face from him, but he grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him. "C'mon babe, don't be like that." He jeered kissing her neck.

Melody's heart sounded like a drum when his lips touched her neck. She wanted him to stop.

"Please, Darren stop." She whispered.

He just laughed. "Aww, are you scared? Scared to be 'unvirginised?' He slurred.

She gasped at him.

"She gasps; I uncovered her secret. Ha-ha! It's hard to believe that something like you can still be a virgin. Especially with all the guys you live with. Almost…makes you a slut. In some ways." He slurred.

"Will you please shut up?" She begged as people turned to see the two near the bar.

"Hey! Don't you tell me to shut up! My father is the General, dammit! What's yours? A useless, old wanna be?" He mocked.

Even though she despised her father, she didn't like some drunk saying such things about him. Though she didn't want to admit it, her father was a brilliant and good soldier. It's not his fault the Russians made him so injured that he couldn't fight anymore. She furrowed her eyebrows and slapped him across the face. She knew he would probably try and hurt her back or touch her again, so she turned quickly and pushed through the crowd.

"Hey! You bitch! Get back here!" He yelled at her.

She ran out the door and turned the corner; escaping to the cars. She only found Darren as he grabbed her and slung her against the wall. His breath swarmed her face and made her nauseous.

"That wasn't very nice, kitty. I think you'd better apologize unless you want your 'Daddy' to find out about this. Maybe even tell how I tried everything to make you stop, but you just didn't have any self-control." He slurred. He pressed his body so close to her she could actually feel his heartbeat under his shirt. One arm trapped her against the wall.

"Please, don't. My dad would kill me and you know it!" She begged.

He was amused in her fear. He traced down her hairline, over her chin, brushed past her collarbone, and rimmed his fingers just above her cleavage. "Hmmm" He murmured. He felt her hammering heartbeat. "Scared are we, pet?" He asked.

"Please, let me go home." She begged. She knew what he wanted and she just wanted to run away.

"Oh, I don't think I can let you go home, sweetheart." He chuckled.

With a slight whimper, he dragged Melody towards his car.

She pulled against his hand; knowing what was fixing to happen. "Please, Darren please! Let me go, I'm begging you!" She pleaded, tears forming in her eyes.

"Shut up!" She snarled, throwing her in the back of the jeep.

Not a soul was outside and all the neighbors had gone to sleep. All that could be heard was Melody's muffled screams.

"Agghhhh! Help!"

Unfortunately, no help came for Melody.

After the whole incident, she laid there, hair ruffled, make-up smeared, her clothing barely covered her naked body. Long mascara lines stained her cheeks. Darren had passed out on top of her. The jeep reeked of vomit and the awful smell she didn't even want to name that came from him. She did her best to fix her clothes and pushed his body off of hers. She was able to get out of the jeep without him waking up. Melody nearly fell as she tripped on her broken heel. She caught herself on the trunk of the jeep. She prayed the motion wouldn't wake him up. Thankfully, he was KO. Melody just stood there, shivering in complete fear. She let all that had just happened to her sink slowly in. She immediately took off running towards the highway no matter how hard it was. She walked along the side of the road, fingers twitching and head shaky. People would look over at her; thinking the worst had happened to her, but just continued on driving. She wished someone would help her, but who knows who would actually help her. A good portion of the night was spent puking on the side of the road and stopping to rub her blistering feet. She wanted to disappear as she heard the familiar song on a car radio. It was her favorite CD. Evil Angel by Breaking Benjamin. Darren. She prayed for a miracle as she walked closer to the end of the road and let her tangled mess called hair curtain off her face. She could barely see his drunken face as he whizzed by. She felt some relieved, but that didn't stop what he did to her. He could vanish off the side of the earth but it still wouldn't matter. She was scarred, more than any wound or cut could make.

Melody began to cry more. Why did this all have to happen? Was she that terrible? She knew she had flaws, terrible ones. She knew she wasn't perfect, but was anyone really? She wouldn't dare wish this to be inflicted upon someone else. Nobody deserved what happened to her. No one deserved her life. She wished she had someone right now she could just curl into their arms and stay there forever. Escape the frightening and cruel world and find some peace. Be comforted and be assured that everything was fine even though it was a complete lie. She didn't have to believe it; she just wanted to hear it. Her mascara lined her face as more tears slid down her face and sobs shook her body. She heard a ding and immediately hid her face from view, but continued to cry. Her visitor could see her back thrust up and down as harsh sobs continued wrenching at her chest.

"Melody. What's wrong?" She heard Price ask.

She was surprised to hear his voice, but it was much better from hers and her thoughts. "What isn't wrong with me, Price?" She answered. She lifted her head up; revealing the terrible make-up mess on her face.

"There's nothing wrong with you, Melody." He said placing a hand on her back.

"I know you're just saying that. I'm not three." She sniffed and placed her chin on her knees.

"Yes but not completely true." He said.

She sniffed. "What do you mean?" She asked through a sob.

"I am trying to comfort you, but I'm also telling the truth. There is nothing wrong with you. It's those that did it to you with the problem. Though you may deny it, you are one of the best soldiers I know. You're strong, independent, loyal, and brave. I'm guessing you don't want me to go on." Price said sitting down beside her.

She grinned. "Do you really mean that?" She asked looking over at him.

"I wouldn't lie to you Melody. Now tell me; why are you here?" He said looking at the four corners of the elevator.

"Hiding." She said taking a deep breath.

"From what?" He asked wrapping an arm around her shoulders.

She took a second the think about it. She escaped from all of her memories, her past, and even the present. It took her a moment to finally answer him. "Everything."

"Well, I think it's time you faced your fears. C'mon, time to get up." He said with a huff as he stood up again and offered his hand.

She looked up at him. She didn't want to leave the comfort of the elevator. It was a small room and she didn't have to worry about everything beyond the elevator doors. But, she knew it was time to get over everything. Not just get up and leave the elevator; she knew he meant everything in her past. Darren, her father, Ronan and her friends. They were gone now and you couldn't change the past; no matter how much they managed to pop back up. It was time to find a new start, a new chance at a better life. Maybe she wouldn't find it here, but it was somewhere out there for her. She had great people here who were willing to take a shot for her even though she thought she didn't deserve such loyal people in her life. She would always love her past. She could never forget Ronan or Steven and Shaun. Ronan was the first person she ever loved; no one can forget that. Steven and Shaun, what wasn't wonderful about them. They continually teased her, with no harsh feelings intended, but only because she loved to hear their laughter at their own jokes. Mallory was her cousin, her own blood relative. She will always be missed no matter what, but she was gone and nothing could stop that.

Melody nodded once and brushed her hair back from her face and took his hand. He grinned at her and led her out the door. It all hit her the moment she stepped outside. The people in the office that saw her strange outburst asked her if she was alright as she walked by. She didn't answer but gave them a smile to reassure them. Price continued to keep an arm on her shoulders as she shook still. Melody felt a homey vibe throughout the whole base as Price led her back to her apartment. She even saw the pale and wary face of MacTavish as he looked at her smeared face. She tried to reassure his crazed thoughts with a weak smile. His shoulders tensed some but he continued to stare at her as she disappeared behind the door. Price walked up to Becca and MacTavish.

"I think she'll want to be alone for a while." He said patting MacTavish's shoulder.

Becca nodded and MacTavish just stared at her door. He felt terrible. He made Melody feel that way. It was his entire fault. He wished he could apologize for what he did; for hurting her. But, was he really sorry for the kiss?

Melody went into the bathroom and turned the faucet on. She stared at herself, she looked terrible. She wiped the make-up from her face and thought she looked normal. Before she decided to lie down on the couch, she undressed and took a shower. She felt the warm liquid touch her bare skin with promises to wash away the day and let it disappear down the drain. She breathed in the thick fumes and let it cleanse her body. She couldn't explain it, but it hit her with a force. A simple song came to her mind. The song that made her finally decide what she felt about MacTavish.

'You look so beautiful today
When you're sitting there it's hard for me to look away
So I try to find the words that I could say
I know distance doesn't matter but you feel so far away
And I can't lie
Every time I leave my heart turns gray
And I wanna come back home to see your face tonight
Cause I just can't take it

Another day without you with me
Is like a blade that cuts right through me
But I can wait
I can wait forever
When you call my heart stops beating
When you're gone it won't stop bleeding
But I can wait
I can wait forever.'

She turned off the tap and stepped out into her towel. She knew what she had to do know. There was no escaping her feelings. She remembered every moment with MacTavish like her first day to the wonderful, emotional kiss they shared just hours ago. She always knew she felt something for him, but they were unsure until know. She didn't know if it was love, but she knew it was strong. She didn't want him to fall for anyone except her. When they went to bars, some women would walk up to him and flirt with him. She remembered when one young blonde girl walked up to him at a bar one of the nights she went with them.

Melody sat there at the bar as Becca and Dunn explained about Ramirez's failed attempt at flirting with a spunky brunette in the corner. They were both drunk and Melody just rolled her eyes with a smile. She was too focused on the woman who walked up to MacTavish. She only sat two chairs away from him.

"Hi." She said with a seductive smile and leaned on the bar beside him.

Melody wanted to smack that stupid smile off her face. MacTavish turned to her and grinned. Now all she wanted to do was smack him for smiling. She had no idea why. They were talking simple talk, weather, news, and he asked her if she wanted a drink.

Melody looked up at the bartender. "Milk; give her milk." She whispered angrily.

She ordered some fancy drink and she rolled her eyes at the girl. She probably just turned twenty-one.

Melody knew she could get up and leave but she didn't want to. After another ten minutes of annoyingly flirty conversation, she asked him if he wanted to go out. Melody angrily gripped her glass, almost making her knuckles white. She was afraid she was going to break the glass. He said he would think about it and she gave him her number. Melody had enough. Her glass nearly fell from the bar as she jumped off her chair and stormed out the door. She didn't want to hear anymore that made her heart tug uncomfortably at the thought of MacTavish ever meeting another woman. She walked all the way to Becca's car and stood there. She really wasn't planning on getting in, but just waiting until she finally decided to leave. Besides, she was going to be drunk off her ass, she need a designated driver. Melody felt awkward just standing there so she finally got her Mp3 player from the car and listened to another Eminem song. The same one she listened to when she was either training or working out. She saw MacTavish appear from the shadows and walk up towards her.

"Have a pleasant night?" She asked angrily crossing her arms.

"Somewhat, what's wrong with you?" He asked standing in front of her.

"Nothing. Why would something be wrong?" She asked faking a calm attitude.

"You stormed out of the bar." He said arching an eyebrow.

"So. I just didn't want to be there, ok?" She said defensively.

"You wanted out right after I said I'd think about going out with the girl, Natasha."

Melody snorted. "That is so not why I left." She lied.

"Sure. Why are you so against me even considering going out with her?" He asked amused.

"I am not against you dating women. You have every right to. All I'm saying is; have fun at the mall." She said annoyed.

He rolled his eyes at her and just walked away from her, back to the bar. She looked away from him angrily; she secretly wished he would turn around and just stay outside here. But there's no way she could say that. She just watched his silhouette disappear into the shadows and listened to his distant footsteps.

Melody, fully dressed, lay on the couch staring at the window. She knew what she had to do. She needed to see MacTavish; tell him that she really did care for him. More than just simple friends. She looked up as Becca came inside holding Charlie who fell asleep on her shoulder; hours after Melody arrived at the apartment.

"Hey. Are you alright?" Becca asked sitting down in front of the couch.

"Yeah. I gotta go somewhere, Becca. I'll be back." She said jumping off the couch and heading for the door.

"Wait, where are you going?" Becca asked.

"Can't say, but I'll be back in a sec, ok?" She said reaching for the handle.

Becca nodded and Melody stepped out of the room. She walked past people asking her if she was alright. She was on her own little mission. She had to find MacTavish. She went through every workout station there and asked Dunn or anyone of they knew where he was. She finally spotted him in the field. Her heart skipped a beat happily at the sight of him. She smiled. She immediately ran over to him. She sprinted across the halls of the men's washroom, eyes straight forward as men jumped back seeing Melody sprint through them. (There was a course out in the field and on both sides were the men and women washrooms. The men's were just the closet to him. She guessed he either just showered or finished the course. She didn't care which but she just ran out to the field.

"MacTavish!" She called.

He turned to see a smiling Melody. "Melody? What are you doing here?" He asked.

She just ran over to him. He was shocked to see her recover so quickly and now back to normal. Well, sort of normal. She ran up to him and jumped on him. He took her in his arms and she immediately pressed her lips down on his. This time it wasn't one dumbstruck. They both stood there in each other's arms. MacTavish balled a fist in her hair, forcing her to continue kissing him. She happily wrapped her arms around his neck and felt everything change inside her. It was like she could actually feel her hardened heart melt away. Creating a whole brand new heart, just for him. She was ready for that. Throw away the past as far as she could and bring in new memories with MacTavish. That's all she's wanted. A new start. Now's the perfect time to start. They broke apart for a moment, allowing each other to breathe. She pressed her forehead against his and started to laugh. He smiled at the sound and kissed her once more.

"Do I even need to apologize now?" He asked brushing her hair back and leaving his hand on her cheek.

She took a deep breath through the nose and smiled. "Nah." She said and stood on her toes and slowly pressed her lips against his again.

So, watcha think about that lil predicament there:) I don't think I have a chapter question at the moment so... Oh yeah, mission chapters coming soon. Oh, now I have a question. How do you think the coming missions are going to affect MacTavish and Melody's blossoming relationship? Good, bad? Where do you think Melody would go through all the coming chaos?

(Song: I Can Wait Forever by Simple Plan)