Remy sat in her living room, her back resting against the front of the couch and her eyes fixed on the screen on her laptop, slowly skimming through the information about the case. Files and papers were spread all over her glass coffee table.

She took the cup of coffee sitting beside her and brought the rim to her lips, hoping the caffeine would be enough to keep her awake as she tried to find some sort of break in the case. It was either that or simply sitting on her ass with hope of being smacked with an epiphany.

The perpetrator had left nothing behind in the crime scene, saved for the sperm sample Allison had retrieved from inside the victim's body, but it didn't match any of the DNA they had in their system. The murder weapon, a leather belt, had no fingerprints on it. Along with the help of Gardner, they had interviewed the victim's family members and friends, but they were unable to provide any useful information.

With no evidence and witness, the investigation had hit a dead end.

Her attempts to contact Sherman had been futile, which she wasn't all that surprised about. She wondered where he was and what he was doing right now. He had always been there for her and Remy wanted nothing more than to do the same for him. The fact that it was her who had hurt him, burnt a hole in her heart.

She lowered her forehead onto the cool glass surface of the coffee table, closing her eyes to catch a few moments of break. She stayed in that position as she listened to the eerie silence of her apartment.

It was almost deafening.

A couple of abrupt bangs on her front door shocked her upright and her eyes shot wide open instantly. Her heart rate had sky-rocketed in those mere seconds. Feeling a bit paranoid, she reached for the gun under the table before slowly getting up on her feet and walked to the door.

Remy approached the door as quietly as possible with the gun in her hand, her index finger placed on the trigger. She looked through the peep-hole and breathed out in relief when she saw a familiar blonde standing outside, hugging a brown grocery bag. She slid off the latch before opening the door.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" She asked in pleasant surprise.

A bright smile spread across Allison's face at the sight of the beautiful brunette. "I thought you might want some company tonight, so I brought dinner." She replied in a sing-song voice, raising the bag in her hands a little in indication.

Her cheerful expression was invaded by a troubled frown when she noticed the gun in Remy's hand.

"Why are you holding your gun?"

"Oh, nothing. I was just being overly paranoid." Remy shrugged as she stuffed the gun into the back of her jeans. She smiled reassuringly at Allison, who was spotting an unconvinced look.

"Don't worry, I'm not gonna shoot you. Come on in, and let me take that." She chivalrously took the big brown bag from her and stepped aside to let her in, shutting the door afterwards.

Allison was initially hesitant about dropping by unannounced, but the warm reception put whatever doubts she had in her mind at ease. To be honest, it would have been better if Remy wasn't holding her gun when she greeted her.

She walked the length of the glass divider, which had obscured the view of the rest of the apartment with its blurred surface effect. When she was at the end, she poked her head past the glass divider first, taking a peek before allowing the rest of her body to follow.

Remy cracked an amused smile and shook her head at the adorable behaviour of her guest. She moved past her towards the kitchen to set the bag down.

Allison took off her coat and laid it on the armrest of the couch. Her eyes roamed around the neat and spacious apartment as she followed its owner to the kitchen, admiring the simplicity of its design and decorations.

"Like what you see?" Remy asked with a smirk, arching a suggestive eyebrow.

She then turned her attention back to unpacking the groceries in the bag. Her expression got increasingly animated as she unpacked the stuff, which included a range of fruits and vegetables, a couple packs of spaghetti, a tub of ice-cream as well as some other snacks.

"Very much." Allison answered in flirtatious tone. She leaned her hip against the kitchen counter, standing a little close to Remy than necessary. She was understandingly disappointed when her actions didn't elicit the reactions she had hoped for, with Remy seemingly distracted by something else.

Allison's eyebrows turned upwards in bewilderment when she saw the laughing look on her face.

"What?"

"I think you bought enough groceries to last me the entire month." Remy chuckled. She shifted her body and placed her palms on the tiled counter, then leaning forward on them. Her head was turned to the side to look at a visibly embarrassed Allison as reddish-pink shade spread throughout her cheeks.

Allison was overcome with a sudden wave of nervousness under the intent gaze of shining teal eyes.

"I wasn't sure what I should get, so I just bought whatever I thought was necessary for dinner for the two of us. I didn't realize I had grabbed so many stuff, but I thought since I had already put them in the trolley and I was too lazy to put them back, I might as well ju-"

Remy cut Allison off by attaching her lips onto hers. She was watching in amusement as the blonde rambled on with her explanation, but she just couldn't resist her adorability any longer.

Allison was caught off guard by the kiss. One second, she was busy defending her shopping antics and the next, she found Remy's mouth covering her own.

However, it didn't take long for her to begin reciprocating. She felt one of the hands on her hip gently pushed her back until her whole butt was pressing against the edge of the kitchen counter. She gradually moved her own hands up to hold the brunette's face.

The kiss was soft and sensual. The sheer tenderness in the way that Remy was moving her lips against hers, made her heart fluttered and her body twitched with need.

Unbeknownst to her, Remy was holding back with the kiss. She was deeply bothered by the fact that she was here with Allison while Sherman was alone somewhere, picking up the pieces of his shattered heart. She felt herself tearing apart inside.

Just as Allison was about to deepen the kiss, Remy pulled away, much to her disappointment. It was just a little too soon than she would have liked. She let out a soft sigh and slowly slid her hands down from her face to rest on her chest.

"I guess what I meant to say was thanks." Remy said in a quiet voice, holding Allison close. "And not just for this, but for everything. Especially earlier today at the morgue. I really needed the comfort. God only knows what I would have done if you hadn't been there."

Allison gingerly tugged her hair behind her ear and averted her gaze from Remy.

"I don't think you should be thanking me. Because if it wasn't for me, none of these would have ever happened."

Remy tilted her head in thought, trying to find a fault in that logic.

"Well, that's true." She replied honestly when she found none, receiving a pained look from the blonde in her arms. "But, I wouldn't rather have anything else to have happened."

That was the truth. But now that she had said it out loud, doubts seemed to fill the space left by it. Remy hoped it wasn't one of those cruel one-way-or-the-other situations. She would hate to have to make a choice between the person she wanted and the person she loved. She couldn't.

A low rumbling pulled the brunette out of her thoughts.

"Someone's hungry." Remy said to nothing in particular.

"Well, I hadn't really eaten anything since this morning." Allison revealed sheepishly, receiving a disapproving look in return.

"Let's start preparing dinner then. We need to fatten you up." Remy responded rather enthusiastically as she detached herself from Allison and went over to the other side of the kitchen to take out the pots and pans.

Allison smiled half-heartedly as her mind tried to make sense of the contemplative expression she had seen on Remy's face just a few seconds ago. She considered the possibility of her having second thoughts about their relationship, despite having only just been somewhat reassured. Somewhat. She didn't want to lose her. Not now.

She was already falling in love with her.

Not so much of a heavy content, just a chapter to show some of the feelings the two of them have as the situation of their relationship and Sherman finally sinks in within them.