Lyrics belong to Iron and Wine "Such Great Heights". Thanks for all the feedback everyone. This is a chapter for all you people wanting more from Amy and Lucy, but I don't promise it is gonna stay this mushy)

: I am thinking it's a sign
That the freckles in our eyes
Are mirror images and
When we kiss they're perfectly aligned:

Lucy's POV

I watch my hand sliding slowly up her side, her bare skin feeling so good against my fingertips. I feel like after so many times I should have the path memorized, or at least be bored by the scenery. Nope, still as fantastic as every time before it. I lean down, kissing the soft skin above her waist gently, then again, and again, my hand dipping down to explore it's own path on her leg.

She rolls over, and I slide on top of her, kissing around her bellybutton as her hands play with my hair. My hands find their way up to her waist, settling on her hips as I set my chin on her stomach, looking up at her. Her head's propped up at bit on the pillows, her eyes shut, playing endlessly with my hair, running it through her fingers again and again.

I don't mind, I could watch her forever. The first few times we slept together I kept waking up, and just watching her sleep. Her blonde hair's a mess, half tangled and sticking to her face, it just adds to the beauty. Finally she feels me watching her, and slowly those beautiful eyes open, taking me in languidly, a slow smile spreading across her face as she moves one hand to me cheek, I lean into it, turning my head slightly to kiss her palm. Her other hand finds my shoulder and pulls me up to her, kissing me as I rest on top of her.

Amy's POV

The way she looks at me sometimes, it's like I can see every thought in her head, every emotion, every ounce of love she is pouring into me. I can't help but pull her up for a kiss. Do my eyes tell her all the same things? Like usual, I'm not sure, so I try to make sure the kiss does.

Just the way her body readjusts against mine makes me want to moan, it just feels so right, so real and true. She settles in, leaning her head on my shoulder, fiddling with a loose strand of my hair, and every so often setting a soft kiss on my neck. I sigh, looking over at the clock, almost four.

"Lucy?"

"Hmm?" She answers, sounding half asleep.

"We need to go to sleep," I smile, moving so I can look down at her, she steals another kiss as soon as my lips are within range, not that I fight her. Another few seconds and I pull away.

"I know, sleep," she nods, rolling away from me and off the bed. I watch as she goes to the closet.

"What are you doing?"

"Packing," she answers, as if everyone does there packing, naked, at four am.

"Kay," I answer, not totally opposed to watching this. She smiles over her shoulder at me, knowing what I am thinking.

"You could help, you know."

"Nah, I'm good," I answer.

"Fine, fine," she doesn't move quick, but with purpose. She always reminds me of some jungle cat when really get a chance to watch her move. It's like no toss of her hair is without purpose, her dark skin, and tight muscles only add to the image. I'm a little disappointed when she shuts off the light and climbs into bed, but then she's pulling me against her, and that's way better than watching. "Ready for tomorrow?" I ask, not ready to sleep just yet.

"As much as I can be," she answers sighing. "I wish there was any other way to clear your name babe. If this was just for me I wouldn't be here. The idea of you having to suffer for the things I did," she sighed deeply. "I couldn't live with that." I smiled to myself.

"You can handle Asha," I assured her.

"You don't know Asha. The things she is capable off," I feel her shutter behind me, and turn to her, barely making out her face in the dark.

"What is she capable of?" I ask.

"Well the whole big weapon deal for one."

"You did illegal arm's dealing too; it was in your file."

"That was one of the last things I did with her. It was one time, never before and never after. God you Deb's keep tabs on everything."

"I'm not a Deb anymore," I remind her.

"You know what I mean. She had me use the same contacts we're using right now to make a deal with some guys in China. They blew up a school. After that I told her I was out of that, wouldn't talk to any of my dad's people for her anymore, and she broke up with me right there."

"That's horrible," I frown.

"Some people can deal with it, I can't," she shrugs.

"That's because you have a conscience."

"Yeah," she nods. "It's really annoying."

"Shut up," I push her a little and she pulls me close kissing me gently.

"You're coming to Miami, right?" She asks when she pulls away.

"Yes. Ms. Petrie arranged for us to have some really, really nice rooms."

"Good, I don't think Asha would buy that I was staying in some dump."

"That was the argument Dominique used to get us the best," I smiled. Lucy still looked a little worried. I pulled her close, loving the way her arms seemed to automatically wrap around me. "We'll get through this." She nod's, but doesn't answer, and soon I feel her breathing slow, and together we fall off into sleep