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Chapter 12

Have you ever woken up and thought the night before was a dream? Have you ever thought that something was too good to be true? Have you ever thought someone was so perfect that they might disappear in thin air or wondered if they were even real at all? Have you ever felt complete? As if every inch of your body was filled and suddenly your life possessed more purpose than it ever has? My answer to all those questions is yes. My life lately has been much more perfect that I would have expected it to be. Not only have I been becoming more open and happy but I feel as though I'm also becoming more humane. I'm starting to not feel like a robot much anymore. Instead, I'm starting to feel normal. I'm starting to feel as if I can blend in with the other human beings around me. I'm starting to feel as if I can understand others and they can understand me. Or at least one small girl can understand me.

The bright morning light shone right into my eyes when I opened them, causing me to almost roll over. I would have moved if I could but I didn't want to risk waking up the sleeping beauty in my arms. Her back was to me, her small body curled up into the pillows around her. I smiled as I pushed some stray strands of her ponytail away from her face. Damn, I could never get tired of looking at Amy. No matter how long I stared at her, her beauty never ceased to amaze me. I didn't know if she was just that beautiful or because I was just that in love. I'm going to go with both.

Slowly, I began to kiss her shoulders and neck. The kisses were airy, light, but it was enough to receive a soft moan from her. She murmured something incomprehensible as she made a small movement in her sleep. I continued the kisses up to her ear. "Sonic," she murmured softly.

"Good morning," I whispered in her ear before kissing it. She giggled lightly, squeezing my hand.

"Good morning," she replied as she turned onto her back to look at me. I propped up on my elbow to kiss her lips gently. A small moan erupted from her throat as her hands slid up my neck. Our lips moved together in a slow harmony for a couple moments before I pulled away. "Mmm," Amy said as she relaxed against the pillow she was laying on. I smiled down at her as I caressed her cheek.

"How did you sleep," I asked before grabbing her hand to kiss it softly. She nodded as she spoke, her fingertips tracing the outline of my lips.

"Pretty good. How did you sleep? Did I toss and turn a lot? I know that I usually do that when I sleep. I always forget to ask if I disturb you when I do that." I shook my head.

"You're perfectly still when I hold you. It's when I let you go that you start squirming around." She smiled.

"Mm, seems like your arms have an effect on me."

"Seems so." I kissed her again. "So, beautiful, what would you like to eat?"

"Whatever you feel like making is fine." Her hand moved to lightly rub my cheek with her fingers, my hand slipping down her arm. "But I don't want you to get up just yet." I raised an eyebrow.

"Oh really?" She nodded, her hand grabbing hold of the side of my neck. I leaned down in obedience to the force her hand was putting on my neck. I rubbed my nose against hers causing her to giggle.

"Yea. I'm done kissing you yet."

"Mmm, I think I can help with that." She giggled as I pressed my lips against hers again. Our morning kisses always felt different from the rest of our more heated kisses during the day. In the morning, since we were both groggy and such, the kisses were so sweet and gentle. Sure, we had morning breath but we both never seemed to mind. We would have to get used to it eventually. Especially if we planned to take this relationship somewhere. I know that the thought of me actually marrying Amy should be scary since we were both so young but I couldn't help it. Somehow I knew that she was the one for me and I knew that I wanted to marry her. Hell, I wanted to give her the Disney World wedding she had dreamed of. I wanted to give her kids and a happy life. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. The only thing that was in the way was the factor of why I was here in the first place. Ever since Dexter and I arrived in Mexico, I hadn't exactly been doing my job. If anything, Dexter was taking on all the work while I slacked off with my love life drama. Plus, I had given Castillo more advantage without realizing it by working for him. Sure, I was doing it to keep my cover from being blow by still. He was getting an upper hand and I didn't like that. I also didn't like the thought of what Amy might think of me once she found out what I was really there for. Sure, I do have a long way to go before I actually tell her that but eventually it would come out. Eventually, I would have to let her go.

I pulled out of the kiss at the thought of leaving her. Although I could tell her all about me and my job and take her with me around the world, I didn't know how she would look at me then. Nonetheless, I was a killer. It was what I do best. Amy might not want me once she realizes how much of a heart that I don't have. Yea, I have a heart when it comes to her but not all of the other times. Inside, I was still as cold as before but only when she wasn't around. She just gave me hope that one day I wouldn't always have to be so cold. She inspired some purpose into my life that maybe will help me when I do get done with the government and settle down into a normal life. But all that inspiration and hope will vanish the moment she leaves me. I know that she will leave me when I tell her. It's either that or she'll never look at me the same way that she does now.

"Sonic," she said softly. Her jade eyes shined with concern as they stared up at me. "What's wrong?" I shook my head, forcing a smile. I couldn't think about separating from her. Not when I finally got her. We still had time. Maybe by the time that I do tell her, she'll love me enough that she'll look past it. Maybe…

"Nothing. Um, I'm going to go make you breakfast." I kissed her again before hopping out the bed. I walked down into the kitchen where Dexter was sipping coffee idly. "Good morning," I told him. He looked to me over the rim of his mug. A smile appeared on his face as he lowered the mug.

"Good morning. You're up early today," he replied. "There's more coffee in the pot if you and your lovely girlfriend would like some."

"Thanks, Dexter," I told him as I got two mugs out of the cabinet. "Usually, I would tell you she's not my girlfriend but this time she actually is." Dexter chuckled at me.

"I'm not surprised. She did move in and she did unlock the emotion you thought you hated." I rolled my eyes as I poured the coffee. "So, Sonic, how does it feel to be in love?"

"Good, actually," I sadly admitted. "Have you ever been in love, Dexter?" I turned to my mentor, raising an eyebrow at him. I had never actually seen him with a lot of women in my lifetime. When I was younger, I did assume anything about it but as I got older I did start to wonder if he did have a special woman in his life that he just kept away from this lifestyle.

"Yes when I was your age." He smiled sadly. "She died though. Cancer. Terrible loss because she was so young. I was crushed up about it for a long time but then you came along and you filled that gap in my heart. Sometimes it doesn't take a romantic lover to feel complete. With me, all it took was one stubborn little boy who hated my guts." I smiled. "You were such a brat when you were younger, you know that?" I nodded.

"You've told me enough times." Dexter laughed. He took another sip of his coffee before his face took a serious expression. I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at him again. Whenever Dexter got a serious expression or a deep frown, something was seriously wrong or bothering him. Hopefully everything with our mission was going alright. I couldn't risk his or Amy's safety right now. Not when I was finally admitting up to my caring feelings for both of them. "What's wrong?" Dexter shook his head.

"Nothing, Sonic," he replied quickly.

"I can tell when something is wrong. You're hiding something from me." Dexter looked down at his coffee mug. "Is there something going on with the mission? Please just talk to me." Dexter looked to me, opening his mouth to say something before we heard feet pad down the steps. Dexter let out a sigh of relief as Amy rounded the corner into the kitchen wearing one of my shirts and a pair of fleece shorts. She smiled at Dexter.

"Good morning," she told him. He smiled to her.

"Good morning, honey. How are you feeling this sunny morning?"

"Great. And yourself?" I handed her the coffee I made her in which she smiled at me in thanks.

"Great as well." Amy looked to the empty stove and playfully glance glared at me.

"Alright, I'm making eggs and bacon. You guys want dibs on it," she asked as she went to the refrigerator.

"Sure," Dexter and I replied in unison. Amy nodded, taking another sip of her coffee as she scrambled around the room to get the things she needed.

"So, Amy, I was just talking to Sonic about him taking you out on the boat for the day," Dexter told my girlfriend. I crinkled my eyebrows in confusion at him though he didn't look my way. Instead he continued speaking to Amy. "Have you ever ridden on a boat before?"

"Yea. I've ridden on a few. I didn't know you guys had your own boat."

"Yes. Her name is Missy. I actually made her myself."

"Really? That's awesome!"

"So, what do you say? Gonna take her out for the day?"

"I would love to!" Amy looked to me. "Do you wanna do that, Sonic?" I glanced at Dexter as I began to smile.

"Sure, Ames. I'll take you out after breakfast."

"Awesome," Amy sung as she spun back around to start working on the eggs. As soon as her back was turned, my eyes went to Dexter who was staring at me. His face had returned to its seriousness, his mouth in a deeper frown than it was before. I slowly let a glare come onto my face. He knew that I wasn't going to let this conversation go. He was going to tell me what the hell was going on whether he liked it or not. The shit just better not be threatening to him or my girl. If it was then there would definitely be a problem.

X

The ocean has always given me a sense of serenity and peace in my rough times. Even when I would witness how storms would affect the waves, I still somehow found the ocean to be a comfort zone for me. Right now, the ocean was holding more than just serenity. With the blue waves spread out in front of me in all directions, the ocean now represented the endless possibilities of what lied ahead of me in my life. I was so young and so narrow-minded. Now that I was opening my eyes to all the new things, I couldn't help but to actually see all of the possibilities that lied ahead of me. I didn't have to continue this assassin job forever. I did have a college degree and could easily get a job in the police force – especially with my experience. Settling down was an option too. I could marry and have kids. I could actually love them too. All thanks to the girl I was already imagining in her big white princess gown.

Speaking of my beautiful girl, I felt her arms wrap around my waist. I smiled down at her. She was wearing a simple peach bikini top with a pair of jean shorts and flip flops with her hair pulled up and aviator sunglasses on her face. Even in that simple outfit, I still thought she looked absolutely stunning. I pecked a kiss at her head causing her to giggle. "Isn't this beautiful," she asked as she let me go to lean over the railing.

"Depends what I'm comparing it to," I said, sending a smile her way. She glanced at me as soft blush crossed her cheeks. A light breeze blew, taking her hair in motion with it. She put her sunglasses up on top of her head, exposing her brown eyes.

"This view is absolutely amazing."

"Yes. Yes it is." Amy giggled as she glanced at me.

"You're not even looking at the water."

"I know. The view I have is much better than that." She blushed deeper, shaking her head at me. The wind blew at her hair again, causing her to groan. She took out her ponytail and reluctantly made a new one. I walked up behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist.

"Hi," she said as I kissed her exposed throat. I chuckled against her soft skin.

"Hello." She giggled, putting her arms up around my neck as I put my head up. I looked down at her to see her looking up at me curiously. "What?" She shook her head.

"You just seem so content."

"I am. The ocean always relaxes me."

"Have you lived around them all your life?" I shook my head.

"No. Dexter and I just used to travel a lot. We would always go to beaches and lakes and ponds. There's just something about the presence of natural water that calms me."

"Mm," Amy kissed the corner of my jaw. I smiled, turning her around in my arms. She giggled as I pulled her closer and pressed my lips against hers. She lightly moaned against my kisses, her hands roaming my shirtless torso. My body filled up with warmth as our kisses deepened. With each kiss, I felt myself want for her more and more. We were still waiting though. Hell, I would wait for as long as it took for her. For the moment, though, her kisses were all that I really needed.

We spent the rest of the day out on the ocean's surface. I let her practice driving the boat in which she drove really fast and screamed as if she were on a roller coaster. She had fun with that while I almost had a heart attack. That girl was a crazy driver. Then, we laid out on the open space of the boat and tanned while we ate lunch. We also went for a swim in the cold ocean. Amy made it a game to find the little fishes that swam around us and scare them. After our swimming fun, we cuddled in the cabin of the boat as we watched the sun go down. We were both beat by the time we got back to the beach house. When we arrived, we saw Dexter sitting by the fireplace in the living room. Amy rubbed my arm before going upstairs to take a shower. I walked into the room and took a seat in the big arm chair beside Dexter.

"You gonna tell me what's going on," I asked. Dexter glanced at me, his eyes glinting in the fire's light.

"You and your beautiful friend should leave the country for a little while."

"Why," I asked quickly, my voice quickly getting defensive.

"Well, I just figured that it would be nice to spend the summer traveling with your girlfriend. Sounds like a normal couple activity."

"I meant the real reason, Dexter. Not the reason I'm going to give to Amy."

"You don't like lying to her, do you?"

"You keep throwing off my questions."

"Answer mine and we'll go from there." I sighed, shaking my head.

"Alright, I hate lying to Amy but there is nothing either of us can really do about that now is there?" Dexter sighed softly.

"Castillo is becoming suspicious of there being spies among him. He's starting to watch a lot of things more closely and I don't want you to be in the picture for a little while. I heard about the little conflict you're in with his step-daughter and her friend. Maybe you two going away for a little while will benefit that as well. Give them time to cool off and your safeties will be in better tact."

"You haven't met them, Dexter. They're both absolutely insane. But why don't you want me in the picture with Castillo? I only do normal jobs for him and I actually don't screw them up. I just take notes later."

"Sonic, there are some things you don't know. Some things that you need to learn eventually about your family and other things." He held out a folded paper to me. "Here are three addresses. You will spend one week at each location, understand? The first is your New York address in which I want you to have fun with Amy and forget about whatever is going on here. The second, you can surprise her if you want, is Amy's family's address. I did some digging and contacted them. They are expecting you. I thought that would do the poor girl some good considering all that has gone on. And the third is your parents' house in California. There are some things there that you may find interest in or you may find answers."

"Dexter, we'll be gone for three weeks. That's a long time. I don't know if I feel comfortable leaving you here by yourself for three weeks."

"Son, I will be fine. I have been in this business a lot longer than you have. I know how to defend myself. Just have fun, alright?"

"Dexter, I-"

"What's going on," I heard Amy's soft voice say. Dexter and I both turned to see her standing in one of my button up shirts and a pair of shorts with her damp hair hanging down over her shoulders. I could see from her confused expression that she had just come downstairs and didn't hear much of the conversation. "Are you leaving for three weeks," she asked me, her eyes shining with a sudden worry and fear.

"No," I told her. I forced a smile after glancing at Dexter. "We're going on a summer vacation." Amy smiled brightly at me.

"Awesome," she yelled before doing a little jump and sashaying off into the next room. I glared at Dexter who had now turned his blank face back to the fire. I knew that there was more to what he was telling me but he didn't want to say it. Whatever it was, though, it wasn't good.

Just a short filler chap that I needed to write. It kind of sets up the next THREE chaps for you guys, as you can see.

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