Marissa took a deep breath to halt her stuttering. "Did you kiss me when you left the hospital?"

There was a long pause, "You noticed that huh?"

"Yeah," Marissa replied.

"It was just a…well I don't know what it was. It just sorta happened," Thirteen explained, "We've been spending so much time together that…"

"What?" Marissa urged her on.

"Never mind," Thirteen mumbled.

Marissa decided that it was now or never, "I'm sorry."

"For what?" Thirteen asked.

"The laundry, the bonfire, the beer cans, being so stupid and choosing Ryan over you," Marissa spit out in one breath, "Since you left I can't stop thinking about you. I did track you down through your Jodi and your dad, but it wasn't just to be friends and return your shirt. I wanted to see if I could fix what I screwed up. I know it's been years, but…I have to know. Is there a chance for us?"

There was silence on the other end.

Marissa sighed, "Forget it."

"No!" Thirteen quickly said, "I'm just…a little stunned. I don't see why there can't be a chance for us as long as we take it slow."

Marissa's heart soared, "Thank you so much. Um…can I take you out on a date then?" Marissa asked.

"You sure don't waste any time do you?" Thirteen chuckled.

Marissa smiled, "I've already wasted too much time."

"Sure," Thirteen couldn't stop a smile. Her smile suddenly faded, "Uh, Marissa there's something I need to tell you before we get into anything serious."

"Okay," Marissa bit her lip hoping that whatever Thirteen was going to tell her wouldn't ruin their chance for anything.

"Do you remember when I told you my mom died of Huntington's Chorea?" Thirteen checked the passenger's seat to make sure Kutner was still asleep.

"Yeah," Marissa urged her on.

"What I didn't tell you was that Huntington's is genetic," Thirteen let out a breath.

Marissa took a second to process what Thirteen just said, "Wait…so you have Huntington's."

"There's a fifty percent chance that I do," Thirteen said quietly.

Marissa was so stunned that she dropped her phone. It snapped closed when it hit the ground next to the bed. She scrambled to pick it up and call Thirteen back, but just got her voicemail.

"Marissa?" Thirteen asked. She looked at her phone and noticed that she had absolutely no signal. Thirteen sighed. "Shit." She closed her phone and tossed her phone into the cup holder next to her.

Marissa tried to call back a few more times, but kept getting her voicemail. That either meant she turned off her phone or drove out of range. Marissa was hoping to God it was the latter.

When Thirteen pulled into the man's driveway she woke up Kutner and went to the front door.

"So what are we looking for?" Kutner asked pulling on his latex gloves as Thirteen unlocked the door with the man's keys.

"We're going to check his trash can first to see if there's anything in there that could have caused it," Thirteen swung the door open and was immediately greeted by a putrid odor.

"You know what that smells like?" Kutner asked as they stepped in. Thirteen took the lead and went toward kitchen while Kutner stayed around the living room.

"It smells like a dead dog," Thirteen stated, "C'mere."

Kutner walked into the kitchen where there was a dog laying on the floor at Thirteen's feet. Thirteen readjusted her gloves and touched the dog. "She's in full rigor."

Kutner picked up a bag off of the floor that looked like it had been chewed through. "I can't read this, but this has to be it. There's some on the plate in the sink."

Thirteen peeled off her gloves and picked up her phone. Now that they were in Newark her phone worked. She had seven missed calls from Marissa.

Thirteen called Cameron.

"Hello?" Cameron asked.

"Hey it's Thirteen," Thirteen stated, "It's definitely botulism."

"How do you know for sure?" Cameron asked.

"He ate some kind of tofu looking stuff and after he left his dog got a hold of it," Thirteen answered, "The dog's dead."

"How long?" Cameron asked.

"At least twelve hours," Thirteen stated.

"Okay, thanks," Cameron stated, hung up, and ran to treat the man before he met the same fate as his dog.

When they walked out of the house, Kutner asked, "Can we grab a burger on the way home? I'm starving."

"Sure," Thirteen nodded.

An hour and a half later, Thirteen dropped Kutner by the hospital that was empty of all people who weren't sick or working the night shift. She made her way home and trudged up the stairs with all intentions of calling Marissa when she got inside.

As she stepped out of the elevator, Thirteen saw Marissa standing next to her doorway.

"What are you doing here?" Thirteen asked softly.

Marissa grabbed Thirteen's dress and pulled their bodies together sending their lips crashing in a passion lip lock.

"I'm done wasting time," Marissa said after the kiss.

Thirteen smiled and kissed Marissa nailing her against the door. Thirteen unlocked the door without letting go of Marissa and they stumbled inside.

Marissa deftly found the zipper on the back of Thirteen's dress as she pushed Thirteen back toward where she thought the bedroom was. Thirteen's dress dropped to the floor a few feet from the bedroom door. Thirteen returned the favor and ridded Marissa of her dress a few feet from the bed.

Before she knew it, Thirteen was on her back on the bed with Marissa hovering over her. Marissa slowly leaned down and kissed Thirteen savoring every taste and sensation that was coursing through both of them.

Thirteen smiled as Marissa's lips moved down her neck. She really liked Marissa's idea of not wasting time.