Whenever I'm alone with you,
You make me feel like I am home again
Whenever I'm alone with you,
You make me feel like I am whole again

Whenever I'm alone with you,
You make me feel like I am young again
Whenever I'm alone with you,
You make me feel like I am fun again

However far away, I will always love you
However long I stay, I will always love you
Whatever words I say, I will always love you,
I will always love you

Whenever I'm alone with you,
You make me feel like I am free again
Whenever I'm alone with you,
You make me feel like I am clean again

However far away, I will always love you
However long I stay, I will always love you
Whatever words I say, I will always love you,
I will always love you.

Tori Amos cover of The Cure- "Love Song"

Cammy's bare feet padded franticly down the cold stone sidewalk. She only hoped she had chosen the right direction. There were more bars this way and if Cranky was angry that was the most likely place he'd be headed. Thankfully the street was pretty much abandoned so she only got a few odd glances for being the half dressed girl running down the street in her panties. She had to catch him. What if he'd just left town? What if he'd hopped on a bus and was headed to God knows where and she'd never find him, never talk to him again?

Her breath was getting heavier and heavier as she increased her running pace at that thought. Suddenly her stomach started to cramp. Even with her superior healing due to Shadowlaw's experiments, she was still healing from the miscarriage. Most women needed a few days bed rest and here she was only about 6 hours later sprinting down the street. As she rounded the corner she saw Cranky. His hands were at his sides gripped into tight fists. She called out to him, hoping to not have to run another foot.

"Cranky!"

Her voice came out more raspy than she would have liked, but it got his attention. He turned around and looked at her, but didn't move towards her. Cammy grabbed the light pole next to her and took a moment to try and catch her breath. Now that she'd found him her adrenaline was subsiding and the pain in her stomach was increasing. She let out a small whimper and stumbled to her knees using the pole to guide herself gently down. She'd expected Cranky to be beside her but he was still standing in the same spot, his face full of rage. So he was going to play that game. Cammy shook her head and reminded herself that he was hurt and in his mind had a right to be angry. She spoke.

"Cranky-"

He interrupted her.

"Don't bother, too little too late…I understand. I wasn't the first person with a dick that you saw when you got back."

"Just let me explain-"

"Explain that you fucked some other guy before we could even talk! I was right about you. You're just another piece of ass."

Now she was losing the thoughts that he was angry and just getting pissed back at him.

"So after everything, after telling me you loved me, that's all you think of me, a good lay."

"I never said good."

Cammy forced herself to standing, she would not be on the ground while he spoke to her like this. She had some pride left and it was all she could hold onto while Cranky threw insults at her. She damned herself for the tears she felt begin to fall down her face.

"Fuck you Cranky…and don't say you already did because I'm well aware of that. You fucked me over."

Cranky nearly ran towards her his hands in the air as he yelled.

"You fucked me over the second you fucked that guy!"

He grabbed her shoulders and pushed her hard into the light pole. Under normal circumstances Cammy would never have let him hurt her physically, but her emotional pain was too great right now. Between Cranky not letting her explain and the loss of her baby she was a mess. She broke into full on sobbing when he banged her into the pole again as he yelled.

"Who was that? Where'd you meet him!"

Cammy opened her mouth to speak and again Cranky pulled her forward only to push her back. She cried harder not able to form words. He yelled again.

"What the fuck do you have to say for yourself!"

Cammy sniffed and forced herself to stop sobbing for a moment. Long enough to look Cranky in the eyes as she spoke slowly in almost a whisper.

"His name is Scott Wagner, and he's my brother."

Cranky felt his heart drop into his stomach. It was like in movies when the background pulls out and the camera pulls into his shocked face; nothing was in his expression outside of dread, nothing even seemed to exist outside of it for that moment. He spoke softly.

"Oh…baby, I'm sorry, I-I don't know what to say."

Cranky looked at his hands still tightly gripped on her shoulders. His knuckles were white from squeezing so hard. He loosened his hold and then pulled his hands to his sides. What had he just done? He was no better than his mother fucking father. He was acting like his father. Cammy nearly fell into him, her body almost entirely limp. Cranky caught her with ease as he frantically spoke.

"Oh God, are you okay? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I'm sorry. Cammy be okay, please."

He sunk to the ground with her in his arms. Now he finally looked at her, really looked at her; she was only wearing a t-shirt over her panties and a green jacket. Her legs and feet were bare. She must have rushed from her apartment to find him. He was so quick to judge her, forgetting all she'd been through. He had been so angry and now he wanted to cry. For misjudging her, for hurting her, physically and emotionally…for cheating on her. What was wrong with him? He had the only woman he'd ever need in his arms at this very moment.

Cammy looked up at him, her green eyes still glistening with tears and spoke.

"I'm okay, just tired from today…really."

She was in love with Cranky, no matter what he said or did to her. She could have easily fought back but she felt deserved his anger because she knew in that very moment she would never tell him about her miscarriage. After seeing his anger about her assumed infidelity, how could she ever tell him that it was because she went on a mission that he didn't want her to go on that their baby was dead. She couldn't look into his light green eyes and feel anything but love. It was impossible, irrational, and stupid, but she didn't care. All she wanted was him. Cranky put his hand on her cheek and spoke softly.

"I love you. I really do. And it makes no sense and perfect sense at the same time. I think that's why I freaked so bad. I was hurt. But I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions. I'm sorry."

She smiled.

"I love you, too."

Cranky pulled Cammy tightly into his chest and she lost it. She gripped her arms around his neck tightly and cried into his shoulder. She cried from happiness and sadness at the same time. She cried for all the people she cared about, for the death of her and Cranky's unborn child, for Wagner, for the Guile's, for Colonel Wolfman and all the members of Delta Red. She cried for every time her heart had been broken, the murder of her father, for Ken, for Julian, for Julian's son. But most of all she cried for herself and the prospect of finally being happy…with Cranky.

Cranky put his hands on the sides of her face and met her eyes as he spoke.

"Please don't cry anymore. I'm here."

He kissed her and she melted into his mouth. He kept the kiss chaste and it made her realize that they were still sitting on the sidewalk. He stood and pulled her to quickly to standing too. Cammy still felt the dull ache in her stomach, but it was quickly overridden. Cranky grabber her hand, intertwining his fingers with hers and spoke.

"Come on, let me go meet this brother of yours."