Anders straightened from his chair, moving his head and stretching out his neck side to side. He looked down at his manifesto, seeing that the ink had finally dried. He closed the book and put down his pen, standing up from his chair and stretching. He had been writing for almost two hours now.

He looked around and smiled a little, seeing his things in his room under Lily's house after he had gotten them back a month ago. His room was definitely smaller than his clinic at Darktown, but by the Maker, it was clean, and he loved it.

He listened for a sound upstairs, and his brows furrowed when he couldn't hear Lily's footsteps. He headed up the stairs and opened the trap door, trying to find the woman, but only seeing a sleeping Cuddles by the hearth, cleaned and filled with milk for his dinner.

He closed the trap door and headed for the kitchen table, only to find a piece of parchment on it. He picked it up to see it was a small letter from Lily.

Gone fishing. Will be right back. – L

Anders smiled as he lowered the letter and headed out the door. He knew that Lily was in the waterfall a few meters from her house, where they had fetched water, washed clothes, and caught fish. She had showed it to him when he was finally able to lift heavy objects, and he had been helping her bring water back home.

He bent over the sleeping cat and rubbed his forehead, "How are you, widdle Cuddles?" he said in a childish, sing-song voice, "I bet that little kitty tummy is all filled up now huh?"

Cuddles mewled in pleasure before snuggling back into the blanket Lily had laid out for her. He smiled as he straightened, and headed out the door, closing it behind him intent on finding Lily.

He carefully walked the thin path Lily had made on his way to the falls and soon enough, he found her.

She stood in a simple dress by a small cliff above a pool under the waterfalls, the droplets of water drenching her a little. She leaned her weight on one foot as she held her fishing rod in her hands, moving the stick to entice the fish. He could see that she hadn't caught anything yet. She leaned her head to the right, and sighed tiredly, and it looked like she was a little distracted.

Anders grinned evilly as he crept as quietly as he could closer to Lily, who was still preoccupied with her fishing rod. He looked down at the pool below her to see that it was deep enough for her not to hit her head in anything, and grinned. Suddenly, he poked her waist, and she shrieked in surprise, before losing her footing and slipping to the pool below. She fell in with a splash, before sputtering indignantly to the surface. She looked up at Anders who was doubled over in laughter on top of the cliff she was just on.

"Oh, Maker! I am SO sorry!" Anders said bending over on the cliff, laughing his arse off, looking down at her as she spit out water, "I just… I couldn't resist! You were standing there and… and… you looked bored so I…" He bent over and laughed again, nearly rolling off the cliff.

Lily coughed as she treaded water, and Anders looked down at her as she looked annoyed. She scowled at him and held up her hand, as if telling him to pull her up.

Anders wiped the tears of mirth in his eyes as he bent over the cliff to extend his arm, "I'm sorry, really I am. That was immature of me. I… WOAH!"

Lily used her weight as he took her hand and pulled him down, making him tumble headfirst into the water with a massive splash. He surfaced a moment later, looking like a drowned rat, his hair plastered about his face as he coughed out water. She laughed out loud at his indignant expression, slapping the water in mirth, and he couldn't help but laugh with her.

"You little minx! You'll pay for that!" He cried out as he splashed water at her, making her retaliate and starting a splashing war. He laughed even as he spat out water, and he noticed Lily was making her way to the shore to get away from him. "Oh no, you don't!"

He quickly grabbed her around the waist, making her shriek again, and he pulled her up as they splashed back into the pool. She surfaced laughing again as Anders pulled at her wrist, to make her stop splashing at him, and he pulled her tight to him, still laughing so she would stop moving. But he stopped laughing when he looked at her again.

Lily's laughter subsided when she noticed that Anders was holding her a little too closely, his arms wrapped around her waist, and her hands were on his chest. Her breath was heaving from laughter, and water dripped down from her face to her neck, before disappearing down the neckline of her dress. His breath was warm on her face as he looked at her, reaching to a stray lock of hair that had plastered on her forehead. Her green-and-blue eyes stared at his honey-colored gaze, and her breath got caught at the heat of his attention.

"So… beautiful." Anders whispered, touching her face. And before she knew it, he had grasped the back of her neck, and pulled her lips towards his.