A/N: First I want to thank you all again for the very warm feedback regarding the last chapter… this one, is a little break from most of the seriousness (most)…. Hope you guys enjoy, but you might have an Augnie coronary, so watch out for that.

Chapter Rated M, not a hard M, but still, an M.

Disclaimer: I don't own characters but I do own this…

"I'd offer you a drink but I know you can't, yet," Auggie hung up his coat on the coat rack and took Annie's as well.

"Funny," she sighed, "teasing me like that,"

Auggie smiled and walked to his kitchen with ease, it was a little surprising how easily he could see for a blind guy, "Annie,"

"Hmmm?" she stood up from his couch and followed his voice.

"How was your first day back?" he held out the glass and she took a long sip before responding.

She sighed, "It was fine, not like I wanted it to be,"

"You expected to go back to field work tomorrow didn't you?" he laughed.

"I don't know what I expected," she admitted, "but it certainly didn't involve being psychoanalyzed."

"Shrinks do tend to do that," Auggie leaned against the counter with her, their hips touching lightly.

"Can I ask you a question?" Annie looked up him

"Mhm,"

"What would you be doing if you weren't at the agency?" Annie turned towards him slightly.

"I've thought about that a lot," he confessed turning his head in her direction, "I thought for a while that I might teach or something but I've never come up with a solid answer,"

"Really?"

"Yeah," he smiled, "what about you?"

"Maybe I would work for the UN, as a translator or something," she sighed, "as long as I get to use my language skills I'm happy."

"But then we would have never met," he pointed out.

"Yes we would have," she nudged him with her shoulder.

"Oh really? Enlighten me," he breathed, "hypothetically how would we have met?"

She smiled at the challenge, "Well, we would both be in D.C. and hypothetically you would get on my morning train by accident and take the only open seat next to me,"

Auggie smiled, "And I would see a beautiful woman and ask you out to coffee,"

"But I'd tell you that I have to get to work,"

Auggie mock frowned and then said, "but I'd get on the wrong train again the next day too, and ask you again."

Annie bit her lip, "and I'd say yes,"

Auggie took a half a step towards her, "and at coffee we'd find out about how much we have in common, like… Mingus,"

"like Mingus," she agreed, "and we'd make a date,"

"and on that date I'd kiss you,"

"not if I kissed you first," Annie moved towards Auggie and their bodies were so close to touching, "and we'd see each other all the time after that… with no agency to dictate our lives,"

"No red tape to get caught up in," he chimed in

"No secrets," she looked up into his eyes that were downcast towards her, "Auggie,"

"Yeah?" he exhaled and cast warm breath across her.

"Do you think we'd work out? Hypothetically," she murmured.

"If I had anything to say about," he leaned towards her, his jaw brushing painstakingly slowly along hers.

"Auggie," she breathed and pressed her lips to his.

Her fingers drifted up and began to un-do the buttons on his steel gray shirt, slowly pulling it over his shoulders.

He slipped her suit jacket off and it fell at their feet, his hands were hot against her hips, strongly securing her frame like he was the only thing keeping Annie together. Their kiss broke for a moment and he leaned his forehead against hers, "Annie, I,"

"Shhhh," she pressed her lips to his quickly and they stumbled backwards into the bedroom, her knees connected with the bed and she fell backwards onto the bed with Auggie on top of her. Their laughter filled the room and he rolled off to the side, cupping her neck.

They kissed again, Auggie's fingers undid the buttons on her cherry red blouse and one of his hands slipped underneath the fabric and ran across her skin. As it reached the edge of one of her burns she brought her hand up to stop him, "I…"

"What's wrong?" he said and then realization dawned across his features, "Annie, I know, and I've seen them, so to speak. It doesn't make you any less beautiful,"

Her fingers loosened on his then finally let go as he slipped the blouse out of her skirt and off her body completely, he laced his hand in her hair and leaned his forehead against hers, her breathing was audible and he kissed her again. The tiniest of moans slipped from her lips and Auggie smiled against her jaw, a laughed rumbled through his chest and against hers as he kissed down her once-bruised throat and down her chest.

She slipped off her shoes and Auggie heard them strike the floor, her fingers made it down to his belt, removing it her fingers began to shake, she held it in her hands and felt the weight of the leather, her wrists suddenly began to ache and her throat went dry. Her mind distanced itself from the situation and she almost forgot that Auggie was sliding his hands up her body.

"Wait," she said almost inaudibly but with Auggie's acute hearing he froze.

"Annie," he murmured sitting up and sliding a hand under her neck, he pulled her up and into his lap, "What is it?"

"I'm sorry I just…" She was trying to regain an even breathing pace.

He placed a hand on hers and felt his belt still held between her hands, "Oh, Annie," he pulled the strip of leather from her hands and tossed it aside, "I would never hurt you,"

"I know that," she said, "I didn't think…"

"You still need to hear it," he whispered.

She wriggled out of his arms and kissed him again, moving to straddle his hips she tightened her legs around his waist and placed a hand on either side of his face, "I don't want to be scared anymore," She laid her head on his shoulder.

"I know I didn't do enough to save you then," he kissed her shoulder, "but I'm here for you now."

She nodded and said, "Auggie, you did everything, you stayed with me," she kissed the hollow of his neck and murmured, "please, keep going,"

She felt him nod and his hands moved up her back and gently unclasped her bra, letting it fall from her shoulders she let out a steady, sure breath. He kissed her cheek and leaned her backwards onto the bedcovers, unzipping the zipper on the side of her skirt he slid it down over her bare legs and she shivered. He kissed a small scar he found on her knee and shifted up to her stomach. He kissed where the bruise from being punched had faded and brushed his fingers down the uninjured side of her body. She felt him shift again and then his fingers were slowly tracing each burn and dipping down into each valley of distorted flesh.

"Don't," she whispered but he placed warm fingers over her lips.

He kissed each of the six burns and then returned the attention to Annie's mouth, his body rested heavily on hers and she groaned, trying with each moment to bring him a little closer. His fingers wove with hers and pressed her hands into the bed sheets by her head, he lowered onto her fully and she gasped.

Neither of them knew how long they moved together, their bodies entwined and slick with sweat, but after a time it became hard to tell whose breath was whose and which way gravity was pulling them.

Annie woke first, her eyes drifting open to sunlight streaming through the windows, Saturday. The shaft of sunlight was beating down on her stomach and stretching across Auggie's back and hips, his hand rested on her stomach as well. A grin spread across her face and she pressed her free hand to her lips, her day was already made.

He felt Auggie's breathing change against her neck, "Mmmmm," he sighed and opened his eyes, "Hey."

"Hi," she smiled at bit her lip, turning her head to look at him.

"Are you alright?" he moved his warm hand to touch her cheek.

"Better," she rolled to face him. She kissed his shoulder lightly and leaned back against the pillows.

He felt her stretch her body like a cat and he listened as some of her joints cracked, "Did I wear you out?" he joked.

"Haha," she mocked and pulled the thin tan sheet up over her body, pulling it around herself she stood and made a makeshift dress.

"Leaving already?" Auggie asked, rolling one of his sore shoulders, Annie saw scratch marks from her nails on his back.

"Hardly," she lay back down with him, feeling a little more secure now that she was clothed.

"Well good," he pulled her under his arm quickly and kissed her forehead, she laughed and brushed her fingers between his shoulder blades.

"Tattoo," she murmured.

"Special Forces, remember," he sighed.

"I remember," she said and rolled out from under his arm, standing up and smiling, "Breakfast."

"We're getting up already?" Auggie raised an eyebrow, "I thought we could spend the day together… in bed,"

"Oh we can," she teased, "but first," she tossed a pillow at him, "you'll have to catch me."

"Is that a challenge, Miss Walker?" Auggie sat up.

She leaned forward to murmur in his ear, "you bet your ass it is,"

A/N: Right, there you go. Hope I gave you your fluff fill of the day. Next chapter will probably be Annie's second session. You'll see that chapter within the next couple days. Don't forget to review! (thankyou!)