A/N: Nat—I almost cried also when I was writing the Ian/Lucy stuff—it ended up being much sadder than I had hoped for. Hope ya'll enjoy today's chapter! Until next time—PCGirl.

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"Rafe?" said an uneasy Alison as she walked up the steps of the house and saw the door cracked open. "Hello?" she said looking in and gasped. "What have you done?" she said looking at him with a blanket sprawled on the floor, a fire in the fireplace going and candles lit around the room.

"I made us a, well I guess you can call it a sanctuary, because that's what this place will be—forever Alison, me and you. When we feel like we need protection from anything, we just come home and we'll find it there," he said getting off the floor and walking over to her, and pulling her close, "I find I'm the most peaceful when I'm near you," he said kissing her head.

"Me too. But how did you get the realtor to let you in without her around?"

"Well, it is our house after all. I just told her we'd like to do some improvements before you have the babies. She completely understood."

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"Michael!" yelled Caleb as he walked into the sanctuary and looked up to see the stars shining down on him. "Listen," he said getting slightly quieter, "I need your help. I've got to get rid of her, and my mind keeps coming up blank. Just give me a hint—just a shove in the right direction. I know I usually don't want your advice, as much as you give it, but this once I think we can make an exception—so what do you say?"

"Are you sure you want to hear what I have to say?" asked Michael from behind Caleb.

"Yeah, I need to hear what you think I should do."

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"Hey, I was thinking you weren't going to show up after all. I'd feel pretty bad if I made Frank work tonight for nothing," grinned Jack as he opened the door for Jasmine and saw she had grocery bags in her hands.

"Well, you can blame Alison and Livvie for my lateness. I asked Alison what your favorite dessert was and she said anything—so I had to call Livvie for a better hint. Then we got talking about everything with her and Caleb—while we were talking he slipped out the door and got her peeved at him."

"Well, I'm sure they'll kiss and make up later tonight. So what did she tell you my favorite dessert was?"

"Banana split with chocolate sprinkles. Was she correct?" asked Jasmine as she saw a smile appear on his face, "Of course, I think Alison was right also—you've never turned your nose up at anything foodwise, have you?"

"No, I haven't," he laughed.

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"I bet, you must have turned on your Kovich charm, huh?"

"Yep."

"And where is your car?"

"At Kevin's. I figured it'd add to the surprise."

"Well, it definitely did. So what is on the menu for tonight?"

"I was thinking fun before food," he said as he came and helped her down onto the blanket.

"Fun? Oh really?" she said grinning at him. "I'm glad you think I'm still attractive in this state, but seriously Rafe—I don't think I could possibly do that right now," she said as he moved behind her.

"Well, I wasn't exactly thinking of that, but more of pampering tonight," he said as he pulled out a pillow and put it in front of her and pushing her towards it. He pulled up the back of her shirt and quickly was able to unsnap her bra, then pulling out a bottle of lotion he had hidden and poured some in her hand before he began to give her a back rub.

"Mmmm, Rafe—what is that smell?" she said with her eyes closed.

"I hope you are asking about the lotion—it's jasmine," he laughed. "I mean it's jasmine scented, it's not Jasmine's—not that I know of. It took me forever to find one that smelled like something you have."

"Well, it's wonderful. Ahh!" she said flinching as he moved down to her lower back and caught her side where she was slightly ticklish. "Now what?"

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"What I think? What I think is you have an amazing woman—she trusts you Caleb, more than you trust yourself sometimes."

"Who—Olivia? I know that already."

"Alison is the same way to Rafe. They would probably start a war again on their own if they were given the right—weapons," he said taking a moment to find the right word.

"That's very true—sometimes we worry about what their reaction would be more than our own in some cases. Like the past, I was fearing what Olivia's reaction to finding out how the war started, but it was completely opposite of what we both thought. But how do their reactions to events play into getting rid of Myra?"

"The reaction you need is one of anger and jealousy and revenge—you just need to figure out a way to make that occur. What made that occur before—with the other four?"

"Death and betrayal—you know that."

"Make the death and betrayal occur again, using the same persons as before."

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"So Caleb and Rafe—are they secretly sneaking off to meet tonight?" asked Jack as he picked at the leftover chicken and rice on his plate.

"No, I don't think they are—Rafe had something planned for Alison, and Caleb—I think he's just trying to get a plan put in motion before my wonderful sister decides to give up on Caleb and Rafe and go after someone else."

"You think she'd do that?"

"Sure she would. The thing is that if she goes after Rafe and Caleb—they can deal with her. If she goes after someone else, then they have to get an extra person to believe the truth—which may be harder considering how people have such a low opinion of the Vampire Prince."

"Vampire Prince—that's a good one," he laughed.

"Yeah, well that's how you feel about him, right?"

"If he gives business to my business, and doesn't try to kill or maim any of my friends I'll deal with him—and stealing my women, that's another nasty habit he has to break," he said getting up from the table. "Enough about his Highness. How about we have some dessert that you brought?"

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"Now--," he said leaning up and whispering in her ear, "Turn over," he said then kissing her cheek.

"Hmmm, why would I do that?" she said, doing what he asked.

"Because, it'll make massaging your feet easier," he said as he watched her looking at him. "Is this ok?"

"Yeah, I was just thinking."

"Thinking what?"

"Maybe I'm not too tired after all," she grinned as he stopped and came up to her.

"Really?"

"Oh yeah, come here and turn on that Kovich charm again," she smiled putting her hand at the back of his neck and pulling him against her.

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"Hey sweetheart," said Caleb as he leaned against the partition and saw her lying half asleep in the bed already.

"Hey," smiled Livvie. "Did you enjoy your walk?"

"Yeah, I'm surprised you didn't come after me when I slipped out before," he said getting in the covers next to her.

"I thought about it, but I—well, I wanted time to myself also."

"What did you think about while I was gone?"

"Family, our family—well, hopefully we will one day, right?"

"Yeah, we will—I just need to get through one obstacle at a time, ok?"

"Ok," she sighed. "So what did you think about on your walk or wherever you went?"

"The past, and going over everything from before. But I don't want to talk about that now," he said as he pulled her close.

"What do you want to talk about then?"

"Nothing," he grinned as he rolled over on top of her and began kissing her.

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"Hey—what's taking you so long in there?" hollered Jasmine as she finished slicing the banana's and putting them in the bowls and then went to start delving out ice cream.

"Look what I found," he said with a huge smile on his face with a jar in his hand. "Cherries. I'm not sure how long they've been in there though—hopefully not before Tess," he said taking a whiff and passing it to her.

"Tess?"

Jack rolled his eyes, "Part of that nasty habit of Caleb's. So what do you think—cherries or no?"

"I think we'll pass for now. Would you like to do the honors with the whip cream?"

"Sure—I hate these types of dispensers," he said holding up the Redi-whip can and touching the nozzle before it squirted some on him. "Don't laugh," he said trying to see if he got it off his shirt. "There did I get it all?"

"You missed some," she said moving her hand to wipe some off of edge of his jaw line. "See," she said holding up one finger.

"I see," he said taking her hand and eating the whip cream slowly. "So, what would you like to do after dessert?"

"Hmmm, this," she said as she came up to him and began to kiss him, taking the can out of his hand and placing it on the table.