*****WARNING: This is a chapter written about fictional characters, I do not condone the actions they will take. Don't send me reviews about how you don't like this chapter due to it's content, it's useless to review it badly, it's a once in a lifetime writing experience for myself. IF you are not old enough to handle some older content, do not read on. Oh yeah, don't hate me if this sucks, I'm just continuing on with this story via request. So my muse is really a borrowed one.*****

Dawn stood in front of door 210 of the Hyperion, shaking in anticipation. She knew exactly what Andrew needed to get his mind off his pain and sadness; her. She was, for the first time going to give herself unto someone, fully. She wanted it to be Andrew, and now she knew that he needed her, so she was just waiting to walk through the door. The simple act of making love, she thought to herself, won't be enough, but it'll be a good start.

The knock came quietly, and Andrew didn't feel up to guests, so he didn't answer the soft rasps at the door. The second time around the knock came a slight bit louder and was accompanied by a sweet voice calling his name. He knew that he wanted her to be with him, now especially, but he too knew, that she may not want to be witness to his new way of life, staring into nowhere.

Dawn grew frustrated with her attempts at knocking and started talking, "Andrew, sweetheart. I know you're upset and hurting, but you don't have to lock me out of your life because you are. Come on Andrew, let me in."

Andrew listened to her soft words, and when he heard her finish softly with 'let me in' his heart melted. She really did love him. No other person could speak to him that way. So he rose from his brooding spot in the wooden stool facing the window to L.A. and walked slowly to the door. He turned the lock, and slightly opened the door. "Dawn, um, I'm not sure you really want to come in right no...."

Before Andrew could finish, Dawn had thrown her arms around his neck, and planted an open mouth kiss on him. She felt him relax immediately, and allowed him to wrap his arms around her waste. She pushed her way into the room, and he turned her away from the door, kicking it shut with his foot. The kiss continued on for a second or two more before she pulled away, softly looking him in the eyes, waiting to hear him say something.

"That was nice," he smiled shyly, "but what was that for?"

"That was because I love you," she stated softly, as she ran her right hand through his blonde hair. "I want you to be able to feel something other than the pain."

"I, uh, well, I did then. I liked it, it was nice. Kinda like being swept away from the world for a moment," Andrew quietly stated, as he looked into her green eyes and softly placed both hands on her cheeks. He quietly leaned in and started kissing her again. The kiss was soft and passionate, and seemed so full of life, coming from Andrew, who had seemed so dead.

As they pulled away a second time, Dawn looked at him, looked through him, into him, and said, "I want to sweep you away from this world for a little while longer than a moment, is that ok?"

"What do you mean?" Andrew asked sheepishly.

"I want to show you how much I love you." As Dawn said this she slowly started to peel away her jacket. Then she moved to Andrew and pulled his shirt, even more slowly, over his head, all the while looking him in the eye. She smiled softly.

"Um, I, um, I'm not sure we should do this. I mean, you're, you're confused. You just want to help me, I, uh.." Andrew stuttered as he stood slightly embarrassed by the situation of himself standing shirtless in front of this beautiful lady offering herself to him.

"Andrew, shut up. I'm not just doing this for you. I'm doing this for us." She finished and she could see that her statement had worked. He softly placed his hands back onto her cheeks and again began to passionately kiss her. As the kiss grew, he placed his hands on her waste and hoisted her into the air. She wrapped her legs tightly around his waste and he continued to kiss her as he carried her to the bed.

Dawn quietly laughed, she was impressed by the quick movement Andrew had just pulled. Andrew wasn't quite seeing the humor in the passionate moment and asked through sloppy kisses, "What's, so , funny?"

"Are you sure you've never done this before?" Dawn asked softly as she continued to laugh. Andrew placed her back first onto the bed, and placed his weight on his knees and arms, and was on top of her.

"What do you mea." Before Andrew could finish she had pulled him fully down on top of herself. Enveloping his face with kisses. He slowly, moved from her mouth down to her cheek, then to her neck, and placed soft kisses in soft places. Her moans let him know he was doing something right. He placed his hands on each side of her, leaned up and looked into her eyes, "Um, if we're going to do this, I'm going to need, uh, you know."

Dawn laughed quietly and reached into her pocket and handed him a condom. His eyes were, for once, not filled with shock, but with relief. He took the plastic wrapper from her and layed it on the counter top next to the bed, and laughed, "Well, I don't need it yet."

Dawn rolled Andrew over quickly, and straddled him. She looked down to see his eyes on fire, and she felt worthy. She knew that sex was not something that she needed or even had wanted to do before. But something in his eyes, the love and passion he had for her, made her feel precious. It also lit a brighter fire of desire within herself. She reached for the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head, pausing briefly to look at her bare breasts, before looking into Andrew's eyes for acceptance again. He wasn't looking at her breasts though, he was looking into her eyes. She felt even better. She slowly slid to the bottom of the bed, and stood at the end. Then she leaned forward and unbuttoned his blue jeans. His expected look of nerves, was no longer present, and she noticed a content look upon his face as she pulled the jeans away to reveal his simple black silk boxers. She then, moved to her blue jeans and pealed them off as seductively as she could. Then she removed her final piece of clothing. A simple black thong, was slid off, leaving nothing on herself. She then moved to Andrew's boxer's and slid them away as well, leaving no barriers between them.

As she slowly slid back to her straddling position, Andrew reached over and opened the plastic condom holder, and placed the Trojan on. He then looked at Dawn and waited for her to make a move. She leaned her body down for a moment and kissed him again, and he placed his hands on her hips. She then straightened herself back up, reached down, and guided Andrew inside her. The first sensation was pain, followed by a little more. The farther she allowed Andrew to insert himself the more it hurt. Then she allowed him to enter fully, and then moved her hips back up and followed the same motion again. Andrew could see the look on Dawn's face and knew that it would hurt her and softly asked, "Are you ok sweetie, we can stop if you have too." She vehemently shook her head no, and continued to rock her hips up and down. She placed her hands on Andrew's hands and allowed him to start controlling some of the movement. A few minutes in, they both felt the pop, and she smiled knowing that he had taken her, not some nobody she shacked up with, but her love had taken her virginity. She continued, and after a few more moments, she felt the pleasure sensation overgrow the pain. As they continued on, the pain wore down.

Andrew, noticing she was not as pained, rolled her over onto her back and took over. She rolled allowing him to, and closed her eyes as she moaned. He continued to thrust slowly, as she continued to rock. As they continued he ran his hands up and down her belly, softly tickling her. The sensation in their active areas was increased, as she tightened and he continued. He then started to kiss her navel, and moved up. Eventually, meeting her lips. Through the kiss she would moan, and gasp Andrew's name.

The act would continue for another half hour, until Dawn rolled Andrew back over and straddled him again. She knew she was close and took over. She rocked, as he sat up, she continued rocking on a now sitting Andrew. He showered her neck and collar bone with kisses. Andrew then felt the sensation growing and knew he was not going to be able to last much longer. He tried to control himself, calm himself, but it was of no use. She was too, at that moment, the orgasm started slowly and she moaned and pushed Andrew back to a lying position. He too orgasmed at that same moment. She finished and looked down at Andrew who was smiling up at her. She felt complete. Oddly enough, Andrew felt brand new, and happy. As she slowly disentangled herself from him, a rush was shared between the two. A green mist appeared between them, and into each.

Dawn curled beside Andrew with her head on his left arm, and her right arm laying across his stomach. She laughed softly, "Now you'll be a part of me forever."

He quietly nodded, and added, "I love you, you know that right. I wouldn't have done any of this if I didn't absolutely love you."

"I know," she quietly replied.

"Do you feel ok?" Andrew asked softly.

"I feel fantastic. I feel better than that, I feel loved."

"Me too," Andrew softly replied, "I feel peaceful and a little happy." They quietly locked eyes and smiled. "But what was the green stuff?"