"Where are we going?" Geert asked after several miles of silence.

"Home." Cris answered in an exhausted voice.

Geert looked over at her and finally saw all the exhaustion and pain that Cris was in from her 2 week ordeal. It read and screamed off her body, eyes and face. She watched Cris force herself to focus on their destination. When they finally pulled into the driveway of Cris's expensive looking house. Parking, Cris got out not bothering to get her stuff out of the car. Only waiting at the front of the car for Geert to join her. Then they went up the stairs to the front door and went inside. Geert was blown away, but the interior decor.

"Wow." Geert said, turning in circles.

"Yeah." Cris nodded, pulling off her shoes and shirt. "Home sweet home. Make yourself..." she started before Geert scooped her up in her big arms. Cris looked up at her and minus the clothing saw Alex again.

"Where's your bathroom?" he asked. "I have to get you clean. I've never seen you clean." he teased her.

"Up the stairs, down the hall and second door to the right." Cris blushed.

Nodding, he took her upstairs, down the hall and into the bathroom. He set her on her feet, kissing her as he went around her to the bathtub. Plugging the drain and turning the hot water on, Alex turned his attention back to her. He pulled the tank top she wore under her shirt off, followed her bra and socks. He stopped at her shorts for a moment, then continued. Cris got into the warm full tub, Alex sitting on the edge of the tub, reached into the water and pulled her hurt leg out and laid it in his lap. Grabbing the wash cloth off the towel rack and wetting it, Alex gently rinsed away the blood that was now runny on her leg from her knee to her toes. Getting old blood on his once white skirt, not caring. He cleaned the cut and held the cloth to it for while, then let Cris wash herself as he went back downstairs to grab his bag and change back into his jeans and gray short sleeve, seeing now that his skirt was ruined with grime from the adventure and Cris's blood, his jeans were all he had to wear until he could shop for more clothes.

Cris came downstairs wrapped in a towel, she smiled at Alex, who was sitting on the couch quietly. "You want something to eat?" she asked him

"No, I'm fine." he said softly, starring off into space.

"Kay." Cris nodded going into the kitchen.

She came back with 2 cold Dr. Peppers and huge bag of Doritos. Plopping down on the couch next to Alex, she held the soda out to him, but he didn't take it, so she set it on the coffee table in front of them and switched on the TV.

"Why did you leave me like that?" Alex asked suddenly.

Frozen, Cris slowly munched on the chips in her mouth as she looked at him. "What?" she asked finished chewing.

"That night you left me there, without a word to where you went or why." Alex told her. "The only thing you left me were these." he said showing her, her dog tags.

"Now tell me something." Cris said, turning to face him. "Did you look at the bottom tag or did you just put them on?"

"I just put them on." Alex answered, frowning.

Cris turned back to the TV, "That was your first mistake." she said, changing the channel. Alex grabbed the bottom tag dangling on the chain and looked at it. On it was Cris's home address and work address along with their numbers. "Your second was thinking that I'd leave and never come back, obviously I did. Though Omar made it a million times easier."

"I'm sorry. I was so upset when I woke up the next morning and you with all your stuff was gone. I didn't think clearly." He apologized. Cris patted his knee, kissing his cheek.

"Shit happens."

Alex sighed, grabbing the soda and popping it open. "So, did you get the money back to Jace?" he asked munching on the chips.

"Oh, yeah and our runner supervisor got suspended." Cris laughed.

"Why?"

"For almost killing me." Cris said. "It was the runner he sent that tried killing me and made me miss two flights out and having to trek through 3 states in 2 weeks. But I got it there in time and I'm still in one piece." She smiled triumphant.

"Well, good for you." Alex teased her.

"Go to hell, you confused, suicidal, emo, transvestite bitch." Cris shot back at him.

"Hey, hey!" Alex barked. "Don't go there, slut." he said snapping his fingers at her.

"Oh hell no!" Luna snapped, grabbing his hand. "It's on like fucking donkey kong now!" she said pulling him upstairs.

"Where are we going?" Alex asked.

"Don't worry about it." She told him, pushing him through her bedroom door. Alex's laughed letting himself stumble back onto the bed. Cris straddled his hips, leaning over and kissing him madly. Alex's body automatically reacted to Cris's advances on him, making him blush considerably and become very shy. "Oh, come now, Alexander." Cris smiled at him, sucking at his shoulder, just above his collarbone. "This isn't our first. Why so shy, Love?"

"I'm still not use to it, Cris." Alex told her, looking away.

Cris slid her hands up his shirt, rubbing his sides and smiling feeling the muscles under her hands tense as she glided over ticklish spots. She teased him, tickling him. Making Alex grip her arms by the elbows and look up at her. Cris's face beaming at him playfully, "What are you going to do now, Alex? I found your ticklish spots."

Using his strength, Alex flipped her over on to her back, "Find yours." he answered, starting to tickle her mercilessly. Cris roared with laughter, pushing on his shoulders and arms trying to get him to stop, but it was no use. "Yeah, what are you going to do, Cristinana?" he smiled, listening to her laugh.

"Oh god!" Cris laughed, tears spilling from her eyes.

Alex stopped hearing Cris's cell going off. He let her dig it out of her front pocket and answer it before she missed it. "Hello?" she panted.

"Cris, it's Jace. Are you okay?" Jace asked.

"Oh, yeah. Jace. I'm fine." Cris replied, sobering up instantly.

"Good, good. Are we still on for dinner tonight?" he asked, looking at his watch. "In say, an hour."

"Oh, shit. I totally forgot dinner, Jace." She looked up at Alex wide eyed. "Is it okay, if someone comes with us?"

"Oh course, Cris." Jace agreed. "Who is it?"

"A friend of mine. You'll met him, when you come over." Cris told him, patting Alex on the chest, watching panic seep into his eyes.

"Alright, look forward to it." Jace smiled. "I'll see you in an hour."

"Alright, bye." Cris nodded.

"Bye." They hung up.

"Cris, I can't go. This is all I have to wear." Alex freaked.

"It's alright, Alex. Jace won't care." She assured him.

"I care." Alex snapped.

"Okay, then we'll go out and get you something else." Cris compromised. "But I'm not leaving you here. I want you to met Jace. You'll love him."

"Doubt he'll love me, when he finds out I'm a Transy." Alex groaned moving off the bed and going to use the bathroom.

"He won't care about that either, babe. I swear to it." She called to him, through the door.

"Hope you're right, Cris."