This is a short chapter.

Have fun with it.

Creedy slept later than usual, the dreary gray sunlight weakly coming through a grime covered window. He sighed as he stretched and pulled on his boots and shirt. Quinn came in with two cups of coffee and handed him one.
"Morning Quinn." Quinn nodded and handed him a cup.
"It's hot, Ali made it a few minutes ago. Thought you might like some." Quinn almost laughed to see his friend glance at him when he mentioned Ali. 'He's more interested than we thought.'
"Sleep good?" Creedy grinned mischieviously.
"Not with your snoring."
"I could say the same for you." Creedy looked shocked when a pillow collided with his face.
"I do not!" He threw the pillow back, grinning.
"Come on then we've got work to do." Creedy fell back on his bed and sighed.
"When will you ever rest Quinn?"
"When there's reason to." He offered his hand to his friend and pulled him up from the bed.
Another day of existance.

Ali inspected the damage done to her pants and sighed, Isabella had offered to mend them in her spare time. That was almost two months ago and she was sure she wouldn't be getting them fixed anytime soon, not with how busy the poor woman was, and Ali couldn't sew at all, the one time she tried she pricked her finger, somehow managed to sew herself to what she had been sewing and created a giant knot in the thread all at the same time. She would the patient and wait for Isa to mend her pants. She got to know more people but still wasn't quite comfortable around them, except for Isabella and Mattie. They were her adoptive mothers, and she their adoptive daughter. 'Don't forget Creedy and Quinn.' She thought to herself, her meetings and talks were few and brief with Creedy, though she found she looked forward to them more and more.
"Ali come help me with this." Isa was drying a bunch of just washed plates and threw her a towel. A little one scampered in followed closely by another. They stared wide eyed and runny nosed at the two women.
"Ben! May! Get back here!" Creedy popped into the kitchen, he scooped the two up and apologized. Isabela was quick to stop him.
"Creedy why dont you and Ali have some coffee. It's a fresh brew. Ill take care of the little ones."
He thought about it for a moment, his emerald eyes looking towards Ali and he nodded setting the two back down on the ground. "Come on you two, let's get back to the others." Isabela took a hand from each little one and led them away. For a little while that awkward silence stood between them, then Creedy jumped to life and poured two cups and handed her one while motioning for the nearest table.
"You've settled in quite well from what I hear. Isa thinks of you as a daughter."
"All thanks to you, Creedy." He smiled slightly and fingered his cup.
"If theres anything I can do for you, holler."
"Just where exactly are you from, your accent is different." Ali blushed a little remembering only Mattie and Isa knew her life story.
"I came over here from America when I was 8 or 9. Where are you from?"
"Born in Glasgow, raised in Paisley and a bit in Canada and currently living in Northumberland." Heimitated her perfectly in her slight Texan accent. Ali smiled at him. He grew serious, his eyes darkening slightly to dark green.
"It's good to see you smile Ali, hardly anyone does anymore."
"Because we've forgotten how. With dragons and all I dont see how people can smile like they used to." Creedy stretched out his arm across the table and covered his hand with hers. "Don't forget how to smile Ali." Ali met his eyes, something about the way he said her name sent small shivers up her spine, his hand over hers felt so warm and comforting, something she hadn't felt in quite a while(besides the shelter). Creedy sighed and pulled away, mentally cursing Quinn for his timing as he called from the hallway.
"I'm in here Quinn!" He stood up and gave Ali a sheepish smile.
"Later then?" Ali smiled and nodded. "Later."

I fixed and added a bit more to hopefully make it a bit less confusing.