Amy walked down the hallway of the now familiar hotel doing the now familiar routine of checking around corners as she made her way to the room where she and Ephram spent their nights here in LA. She had a key and was about to open the door when she heard footsteps behind her, she assumed it was Ephram who was just arriving.

"Hey," Amy said breathily, her eyes close and her mouth open ready to be kissed.

"What the hell do you think you're doing here? You're supposed to be at the house."

Amy opened her eyes to find, not Ephram, but Madison, glaring at her.

"How did you get here? How did you know about Ephram and me? Why are you here?" Amy blurted out, from sheer embarrassment and worry that Madison would tell the producers.

"So you're here to see Ephram. I should have figured. You were always in the way anyway." Madison said angrily.

"Woa," Amy said, half afraid that Madison was going to jump on her. "Just calm down." Amy stated, trying to sound like the older and wiser person, when in truth, Madison was already 30 and Amy was still only 25.

Madison ignored Amy's plea and began banging on the door.

"Ephram, its Madison I need to talk to you. And now that Amy's here there's even more I need to talk to you about." Madison screamed, but tried to keep her voice down, she was in a fancy hotel and it was already just a little after midnight.

"Madison, Amy, what are you doing here?" Ephram asked, coming up from behind them. Apparently he wasn't in the room and had just arrived.

"This little bitch-"Madison managed the throw out of her mouth before Ephram stopped her.

"Why don't we just all go into the room and have a calm and quiet conversation about this, OK?" Ephram said, seemingly calm, while in truth, his mind was running with thousands of questions.

Madison silently agreed and Amy thanked Ephram with her eyes. Madison was not a nice person when she was angry.

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They each sat in a different part of the room. Ephram sat on the bed, Amy sat on the armchair near the window, and Madison sat on the luggage bench. They all looked at each other awkwardly. Amy and Ephram weren't sure about what Madison was going to think about what they had been doing sneaking into a hotel room in the middle of the night. They both figured that she would guess exactly right. Madison just felt stupid. They had sat in the room in silence for long enough for her to feel stupid for the way she had blown up in the hall.

"So who's gonna talk first?" Ephram said, trying to sound like the wisest person there.

"Okay," Madison replied angrily. She may have felt stupid for what she had done but she was still mad. "What the hell are you guys doing sneaking into a hotel room in the middle of the night when you are both on that damn TV show?"

"Maybe either Amy or I should go first." Ephram said calmly, completely deflecting the question.

"Go ahead," Madison answered back, "I'd love to know the story behind all of this."

"Well Ephram and I..." Amy started to say, the first thing she had said since they had entered the room.

"We love each other. "Ephram said, finishing Amy's sentence. She couldn't help thinking that they were just like a married couple. She loved the thought.

"There I said it." Ephram stated, as though it were some big secret.

"And what exactly are you guys doing in a hotel room at night? Having a little affaire are we?" Madison practically screamed. Ephram and Amy just stared at their feet.

"Ok, then." Madison said, sounding surprisingly ok with this news. "I'll just tell the producers of the show what you guys have been doing." Her tone earlier made sense now. "Just coming to this hotel and fucking each other every night."

"Madison don't!" Ephram said, and opposed to Madison's almost- yelling, he was screaming.

"And why shouldn't I? So you guys can screw the show, the other men, the producers, and me, over and leave from a six week stay in LA where you've been riding in limos and getting luxury dates, and then go off on an all-expenses paid honeymoon with your one and only soul mate. Sounds perfect. Don't you think. I think it's a little too perfect."

"Madison please." Amy pleaded.

"C'mon, I'll put in a good word for you at the Men's House and we can go from there. Maybe if you're lucky you'll find your soul mate too, it is worth a try. And if you don't like any of the guys then we can work it we can have another little chat. Ok, how's that?" Ephram asked, bargaining.

"I guess I could live with that." Madison said, accepting his offer.

"Thanks." Ephram and Amy both said at the same time and smiled at each other with the same looks in both of their eyes.

"Well Madison you must be getting pretty tired. You should be heading back out to your Dream House, right?"

"Yeah, how about Amy comes with me and you leave and go back to your Dream House. I'm not letting you guys stay here to have mad sex tonight. Sorry guys, you're just gonna have to wait another day." Madison said. She knew she had majorly compromised, but she didn't have a choice. She was bargaining with Ephram, and she could just never turn him down. She couldn't back in Everwood and she knew she wouldn't be able to in Los Angeles either.

Ephram leant down and gave Amy a quick kiss on the cheek so as not to upset Madison and he locked the door and they each went out separate exits of the hotel.

Ephram and Amy were already both awaiting the next time they would see each other.

A/N: Don't think Ephram and Amy are getting off easy with this. There's a lot more to come with Madison, and she will most definitely get in the way. But not enough to make this fic any less Ephramy. You don't ever have to worry about that. Just wait for the next few chapters. The drama grows!