A/N: Hi there, I'm still alive, don't worry. I haven't forgotten about any of my fics, I've just been hella busy. I graduated university a while ago and now I'm looking for jobs, so in the meantime I'll try writing more. Thanks for all your reviews, faves and follows!


I wake up the next day with Gray cuddled against my back. He hasn't wrapped himself around me, so I can get away pretty easily, but I like the heat he is radiating from behind me. His breathing is still slow and deep, I don't think he will wake up right away. I get up to use the bathroom and when I get back, I notice him searching for me in his sleep. He grabs my pillow and hugs it close when he can't find me. It's kind of cute.

Today we have nothing but pampering planned. I booked hot stone massages and facials for both of us, and I'm kind of tempted to try a mud bath as well. Gray will be down for whatever, but I want to ask him if there is anything he doesn't want to try. I want him to try getting a pedicure, but he's very squeamish when it comes to his feet, so I don't know if he'll agree to it.

If we have time, we'll probably go to the bar downstairs. We leave for Magnolia in another two days and we wanted to go shopping tomorrow and maybe tour the castles. I still need to get Gray a wedding present.

I sit on the bed and I can hear Gray's soft snores. I want to start our day already, but our massages are booked hours from now and I would feel bad for waking him for no good reason. I've noticed that Gray and I both have slept better ever since coming here, but I really miss the peace and quiet of our own house. Here, at the resort, you can always hear other people and I miss silence to work in.

Since Gray is asleep, I might get some writing done. I haven't really felt like writing the past three weeks, but I need to get the ideas buzzing in my head out and onto paper. I need to write. It's like an itch. I would like to write my novel for Gray, but even if I left out names and revealing details, he could wake at any moment and look over. And I know how curious he is when it comes to my stories. Yeah, it would be better if I finished some of my works already in progress.

With that in mind, I take a seat at the small desk in our room and get to work, careful not to be too loud. I have the bed behind me and to my right is our small balcony. I'm tempted to sit outside and write, but I know I work better at a proper desk, so inside I stay.

It's probably been around an hour since I sat down when Gray stirs. I hear him yawning and turn around to find him cocooned in the blankets, squinting against the sunlight.

"Good morning." I call, and Gray looks over at me, still looking sleepy.

"'Morning, Lucy." He yawns again and stretches on the bed. I fight the impulse to walk over and poke him in the side. I know he is ticklish, but his reactions are usually pretty extreme and I don't want to walk around with a black eye, because I pushed him too far.

"Are you ready to get up or do you want to sleep some more?" He considers my question and burrows back down. His cocoon is back and I can only glimpse some of his spiky hair at the top. "Sleep," he declares faintly. All right then.

I turn back to write some more. Twenty minutes pass before I hear rustling from the bed and I feel Gray sitting at the edge of the bed, right behind me.

"Whatchu writing?" He asks and leans over, placing his chin on my shoulder and startling me. I hadn't noticed that the desk was that close to the bed, and he since doesn't seem uncomfortable leaning on me, I don't mind.

"I think I finally figured out how to add this characters secondary arc to this story." I show him my notebook with my current plot outline. Gray knows the plots of most of my works in progress, and I bounce ideas off him once in a while.

"Cool," he says, slumping down on the bed again. He lets me finish the bullet points I was writing before addressing me again, "Do you want to go get some food?"

"Yeah, let me just finish this outline."

"Okay." I hear him get up and go to the bathroom, and I am almost done outlining when he comes back.

"Lucy, come on. You're so slow, I'm starving!" Gray whines and tugs at my arm. He keeps tugging until I swat him away.

"Hush, I'm almost done," I tell him when he starts complaining again. "Besides, you're the one who decided to sleep in." He looks so offended when I say that, it's almost comical. Before he continues arguing, I snap my notebook shut and get up. "Alright let's go." I usher him out the door, and we go downstairs in search of food.


"I can't believe I've never tried a facial before." Gray sighs in the chair next to me.

"It's pretty great, huh?" I ask, watching him from the corner of my eye. Gray looks like the epitome of relaxation, complete with a fluffy robe and cucumbers covering his eyes. I wish I had a camera. Natsu would kill to get his hands on a photo like that.

"We've gotta do it again sometime." Gray sounds content and at peace, and I couldn't ask for more.

"Sure!" I laugh. Regular facials do sound good, though.

We already had our hot stone massages and Gray was more receptive to it than I would have thought. It was a bit much for my liking, but it's probably an acquired taste and I don't know if I'll try it again. After this, we are having lunch and then we'll probably take a dip in the pool later.

"What's the point of getting a facial if we're going in the pool right after?" Gray asks me, ever the voice of reason. He's right, of course, but I really want to relax by the pool. We'll get to that later.


At lunch I have the feeling that I'm being watched by someone. The hairs on my neck stand up and I try sweeping the dining area for anyone suspicious. I've been on too many missions where we could have been ambushed, but I doubt someone will attack us in broad daylight at a hotel. Still, I scan our surroundings. Of course, my eyes fall on the brunette that was checking Gray out a couple of days ago. She is watching us once again and I have a feeling she's planning something, but for all I know that could also be her default expression.

Still, I keep an eye on her and sure enough, her gaze follows Gray when he gets up to fill his plate. Great. I'm considering whether or not to tell Gray, when he comes back to our table and lowers his voice to a whisper.

"You see that girl in the blue dress by the window?" He asks as he sits down. It's her. I nod, "She's been watching us for a while. Do you think she's up to something?" He whispers and dips his head in her general direction. Okay, he noticed it too.

"I'm not sure. It's not the first time I've caught her staring, maybe she isn't aware?" I doubt it, but it is still a possibility. She could be staring into space or just be naturally nosy and invasive. My gut feeling is that she is going to become a headache. I hope I'm wrong, but it's good to know that our vigilance isn't suffering from being on vacation.

"Maybe. Let's just keep an eye on her for now." Gray suggests and I agree. We go back to eating and a little while later, we forget about her presence. When I look over, I see that her table is empty and I can't see her in the dining hall or at the buffet, so she must have left. Finally. Gray and I both relax when it appears she isn't coming back, and my mood improves considerably.

After lunch, we head back to our room to grab our swimwear. We have decided not to use the outdoor pool, but stay in the wellness area that also has some smaller pools and hot tubs. There are fewer families here and the atmosphere is rather relaxed, so we decide to occupy one of the many hot tubs. It's pretty spacious and has a great view outside, and no one else is using it so we have the space for ourselves.

We stay in the hot tub for nearly an hour before making our way back to our room for some down time. It's still early, but I feel my stomach starting to grumble. I could get a snack now, but I can't be bothered to go downstairs. I wonder where we'll eat today.

"Gray do you want to go out for dinner or should we just eat here?" I ask him when he emerges from the bathroom after showering. His face still looks glowy from our facial, he must have taken great care while washing up.

He looks thoughtful for a second before replying, "We can eat here, unless you really want to go out?"

"Let's just stay in." He nods in acceptance and goes to grab a book, before settling onto the bed. Then I remember we haven't tried the bar downstairs yet. I mention it to Gray who makes a humming noise, already caught up in the book. I decide to ask him later.

I hop in the shower too and change into something comfortable and warm. Gray has a deep blue sweater that looks super comfy, but I don't know if he brought it with him. Maybe he'll let me borrow it when we get back. I miss home. I miss the guild and Natsu, Happy and Erza. I hope we can see them soon. Only two more days and we'll be back in Magnolia. Until then, I'll have to keep myself busy.

I go back to working on my current project for a while, but I can't seem to focus. My flow from earlier is completely gone, and I've hit a wall in my writing. Outlining isn't helping me either and I don't want to switch between works all the time. Maybe I should read too? Gray looks comfortable on the bed and he's completely engrossed in his novel. He probably won't notice if I join him. I grab one of my books and quietly climb on to the bed beside Gray. I lean back as well and start reading.

We've been reading quietly for nearly forty minutes, when Gray lets out a startled yell and jumps up. "When did you get here?" He asks me, hallway across the room.

"Almost an hour ago." I hide my smile behind my book and try distracting him, "Did you finish your novel?"

"Yeah, it was so good. Why have you never told me this series was so good?" Gray pouts and plops back down on the bed, making the mattress bounce.

"I did, and I have the sequel at home." I inform him. He grins excitedly and starts telling me about his favorite moments in the book. Guess I'm not reading anymore.

Eventually we go down to have dinner. The food is great and there are so many options that sound heavenly, but we are pacing ourselves. After eating, we decide to finally check the bar out. We aren't dressed to go out anyway, and I honestly just want to have a few drinks and go back to reading my book.


Compared to the casino we went to two nights ago, I much prefer the resort's bar area. It's clean and tidy, and the lighting is dim. There's nowhere to dance, but soft music is playing around the bar.

"Lucy look, they have some of your favorite cocktails here." Gray points out as we approach the bar stools. It's a pretty long line of chairs, and it isn't overly crowded. We manage to spot a couple of free chairs at the end of the bar and quickly slide into them.

"I bet you can have them make you something crazy." I tell Gray as a dare. I know he won't back down from the challenge, so we wager tomorrow's dinner on whether he can order three random, but crazy drinks and hold them down.

We've just been served our first drinks when a high pitched voice calls out right behind me, "Oh my God, you're the Lucy Heartfilia!" I turn around and see the brunette from breakfast standing behind us, hands clasped in front of her chest. "Imagine running into you here! I am such a big fan!" She gushes, and I can feel my eye twitch. I need a stronger drink.


I wonder what this girl wants from our favorite couple? You'll find out next time. Until then (=w=)/