Oooo, what's this? Another update! So I know there was some desire for a bit more of this story from Natsu's view so I decided to write up an extra little thing. Honestly, I was trying to jump between them initially, but the entire story was from her viewpoint except for those few little peaks into dragon-Natsu's thoughts, and it felt weird to stray from that at the end. Instead, I cut out those chunks and put this together for you guys. I really hope you enjoy!

And as always, thanks for all the love and happy reading!

Natsu sighed as he looked up at the house. He'd been living there for three months and he still couldn't remember which window was their room. Was it the left one? No, it was the right. The left was a spare room. Or was it the den? Or maybe it was the bedroom… It took a lot of effort to stop himself from growling as he grew more frustrated with himself.

His hands dove into his hair as he tried to sort through the fog in his mind. Ever since Lucy had saved him, he'd struggled to get his mind back on track. His memories were shot from the time he'd been taken by Zeref, and his short term memory was only just starting to get better. Where some people forgot what they were doing when they entered a different room, he'd started forgetting what he was doing as soon as he turned to leave. Lucy had been great though; once she figured that out, she'd started asking him by giving him notes so he could read it on the way and remember. It wasn't that bad anymore, but his memories before he left were still the only ones that he didn't struggle with.

"What was our first job?" Lucy gently ran her fingers through his hair as his head rested on her lap. They were spread out on the bed, relaxing before bed.

"Saving Macao."

"That wasn't a job."

"But it was the first thing we did together. It was an unofficial job."

"Fine. What was our first actual job?"

"Getting a book from Duke Everlue, the weirdo who had Virgo before you."

"How did I get Loke's key?"

"By convincing the Spirit King to allow him to return to the spirit world."

"Who did I pair up with on Tenrou the first time I went out there?"

"Cana."

"What did we do on our wedding night?" Natsu's grin began to widen, causing Lucy to smack him. "Besides the obvious."

"On our way home from our reception, we ran into that weird tatted up team from one of the jobs that had just shown up on the board. We managed to hold him off until Erza and Jellal showed up and then they helped us catch him. We got paid, but your dress was destroyed."

"What was the group's name?"

Natsu chuckled and tilted his head back to look at her. "Like I'd ever bother to remember that."

"I suppose you're right." Lucy smiled and leaned down to kiss him, but he stopped her with a finger on her lips. "What?"

"I haven't finished answering your question."

As he moved to lay next to her, she frowned. "What are you talking about? Yes you did."

"I only told you about what we did before we got home," he said. He held her cheek and tilted her head as he kissed along her neck. She sighed as he whispered to her, telling her in great detail what they had done that night in her old apartment.

Natsu grinned as he launched himself up to the second level. It was definitely the left window, and he was on a mission now. He didn't know what Lucy was doing, but he did know what she was going to be doing. He'd already sent the others away, now he just needed to take advantage of the alone time.

Once he opened the window, he frowned. He didn't remember having black curtains on the-

"Ow!" Natsu groaned as he got up off the floor. "Damn it."

It was the wrong window.

"Wrong window, Natsu!" Natsu grumbled as he quickly righted the dresser and hopped back out the window. He'd ruined the mood, but he was still going to use the right window damn it!

He heard Lucy's mumbled voice through the window, but he ignored it as he swung into the right room. As he sank into their bed, he focused hard on making a mental note that the right window, without the curtains, was their bedroom. When Lucy returned, he became worried when he saw how tired and stressed she looked. He knew sleep had been hard for her recently and blamed himself for her nightmares.

Lucy set her hands on her hips when she saw him getting situated on the bed. "Just how many times did you mistake someone else's window as mine in my old apartment? How many of my neighbors did you disturb?"

"None," Natsu said as he stretched across the bed. "Your apartment smelled like you, there was no way I could miss it, but this whole house smells like you, so it's harder." He sighed as he closed his eyes, trying to hide his worry from her gaze. He needed to do something to help her get some sleep. A nap would probably be better, since she could wake up before the nightmares, but how was he going to convince her to take one?

He heard her sit at her desk and the rustling of papers as she returned to her work. Could he trick her? If he tried to convince her to nap with him, she'd refuse on the grounds that she was too busy. However, he knew she was weak to cuddles so…

Natsu knew he snored. Gray had recorded him on a lacrima once and shown him, so he knew just how to fake it. He had only been pretending to snore for a few minutes before he heard Lucy sigh and stand up. A minute later, he felt the bed sink under her weight before she curled up at his side. He fought the urge to pull her close, not wanting her to know he was awake.

Faster than he thought possible for her, her breathing evened out and she had fallen asleep. Natsu opened his eyes slightly just to make sure before he curled his arms around her and held her close. She hummed a little before wrapping her arm tighter around him.

He sighed as he fully relaxed; this was all he needed right here. His Lucy in his arms. His body and magic weren't as strong as they used to be. He still struggled to eat some days and his memory was faulty at best. However, he still had Lucy. His sweet, intelligent, courageous, resourceful, beautiful Lucy.

As long as he had her, then he had everything he'd ever need.

That was his last thought as he drifted to sleep, snug and safe in the embrace of his love.