Olivia woke up in the mid afternoon and sat up.

"Good afternoon," Fitz said.

"How long was I asleep?"

He checked his watch.

"Around 6 hours, apparently you were dreaming about me which I guess explains the drool."

She wiped the corners of her mouth and when she realized there was no drool she slapped his arm and stood up to stretch.

"So, what do we do now?" she asked.

"I plan on going for a bath."

"In the lagoon?"

"Yep."

Fitz stood up.

"Are you coming?"

"I don't want to go back in that jungle."

"Okay then, have fun, I'll be back in an hour, give or take."

Olivia needed a bath too, she had been soaked in salt water for hours as she swam to shore and she wanted to get it off her skin and out of her hair.

Fitz turned and headed for the lagoon, Olivia jumped up.

"Wait, don't leave me," she whined.

Fitz smiled as she ran over to him and followed him as he walked to the lagoon. They walked for about a 10 minutes until they reached the lagoon. When Olivia stepped into the clear area she was dumbfounded by how utterly gorgeous the scenery was. The lagoon was completely shaded by large trees whose leaves hung over into the water. They were at the base of the hill and water spilled down the green mossy rock cliff that almost looked like stairs the way the rocks climbed up one after the other. The water was clear turquoise blue and almost looked as if it was glowing in the shade. There were no animals around, except for some small insects, butterflies and tropical, bright colored birds fluttering around, so that told her the larger animals got their water supply from another source and that made her happy.

"Wow, this is amazing. It can't be real."

"It is," Fitz replied.

He pulled off his shirt and threw it on the bed of small pebbles they were standing on. Olivia turned and looked at him, his muscular tattooed arm and rock hard abs made it hard to look away but she managed to tear her eyes away from him and stooped down to take her shoes off and placed them on the rocks. She untied her hair and let the wild curls fall down her back and the pulled her leggings off. Although she wasn't trying to be sexy or seductive that was how she came off, Fitz watched the show, amused by her body and her soft, feline movements. When all she had on was her underwear and sports bra she stepped into the cool water and walked until it was at her waist which was its deepest point.

She turned to Fitz.

"Are you coming old hag?" she asked.

Fitz had been so busy staring that he forgot to undress himself.

"Very funny, I'll be right there."

She turned back around as he pulled off his shoes and then his pants followed. He went into the water in just his boxer briefs. Once Fitz was in the water, she walked over to the waterfall, with her back turned to Fitz and stood under the cascade of water and let it pour all over her hair and body. After a while, she turned to see what Fitz was doing, he was floating lazily across the water. When he noticed he wasn't paying attention and she had a little privacy, she pulled her bra straps over her shoulders and down her waist and let the water flow over the breasts, she wanted to get all the salt water off her body. Fitz stood up just in time to see the glorious sight, he didn't see her breasts but the thought alone was enough to get his heart pumping a little faster than usual. Olivia felt someone watching her and turned her head but by the time she did that, Fitz already looked away. She turned around and pulled up her bra and then walked back to the pebble shore for her pants and washed them then spent the rest of the time floating in the water.

They spent about an hour in the water before they got out and began getting dressed, quietly, so much so that it was a little awkward. Afterwards, they headed back to the tent.

"Can you check for snakes, maybe one crawled into the tent or fruits or something."

"Seriously?"

'Please."

He chuckled and searched through the tent and fruits and when he found nothing he turned back to her.

"All clear."

"Thanks."

She took a fruit and sat on the leaf bed, Fitz took a fruit as well and sat beside her.

"What's up with you and snakes? Why are you so afraid of them?"

She sighed, "it's quite embarrassing."

"I'm all ears."

"I was already afraid of them growing up and then I watched snakes on a plane so now, naturally, I'm terrified."

"What?" he said as he laughed, then suddenly they heard a loud scream and a deep roar from the jungle. It sounded as if someone was getting mauled.

Fitz thought the man had mostly likely bled out by now since he hadn't heard him since before Olivia fell asleep for a few hours.

"Oh shit," Fitz stood up, "is it me or does that sound like a damn tiger to you."

Olivia stood up, "oh my god."

Growls continued to ripple through the jungle. The spot where Fitz had brought the man wasn't very far from where they were and the roars sounded even closer than that so Fitz guessed that the man might have been trying to crawl to shore when whatever it was that was attacking him caught him.

Fitz grabbed his gun and reloaded it with bullets and dropped spare bullets in his pocket.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to go see what's going on?"

"No, you're not."

"Uh, yes, I am."

"No, you are not leaving."

"Do you want to spend the entire night guessing what's out there, we're in Indonesia, and by the sound of that roar I'm guessing we might not be too far from the island of Sumatra and you know what Sumatra is known for, do you know? Do you wanna guess? Sumatran tigers. You know where else is close to Sumatra, the island of Java and you know what they're known for, the Javan leopard. And as nature would have it tigers and leopards are great swimmers so I'm guessing one or two or a bunch of them swam here, I won't know unless I go find out."

"This has to be the the stupidest idea you've ever had."

"There are no stupid ideas, only poorly executed awesome ones."

Fitz handed her a small handgun.

"Hold onto that. I'll be right back."

Olivia threw her head back in frustration.

"We're gonna die, it's gonna kill you and then it's gonna kill me because you were stupid enough to bother it. I don't taste good."

"Are you sure?"

She ignored his sly comment and started to panic.

Fitz held her shoulders to steady her.

"Calm down Olivia, stay here, I'll be right back."

She shoved him off.

"Don't touch me, you're being stupid and you're going to get yourself killed."

He stepped back and smirked.

"Have fun being here, by yourself."

He turned and disappeared into the jungle, leaving Olivia alone on the shore. He climbed the first tree he came across and travelled through the trees as quickly as he could to the spot where he remembered dragging the man. Apart of the reason he left him alive and bleeding was because he really did want to see if there were any animals that would come for him. Once he was close enough to see to the area, he stopped in the trees and looked down and saw a black panther chewing the remnants of the man, the animal seemed to be more interested in chewing the man's bones like a chew toy rather than eating him. Leopards were indigenous to Indonesia but certainly not to that island, so he hoped that it swam there.

He aimed his gun at the eyes and shot it in the left eye twice, two perfect shots. The animal roared and growled in pain, it rubbed it face in the mossy grass and collapsed. Fitz got another shot and shot the other eye and then Fitz broke a small branch from the tree and threw it at the animal trying to frighten it to see if it would move but it didn't, it laid on the ground with both eyes bleeding out, not quite dead yet but in too much pain to move. Fitz shot it again, twice in the skull and that was enough to kill him.

He was going to return to Olivia but he decided to linger in the tree for a few hours, to see if anyone other animal would come by, he also did it knowing Olivia would probably be frightened by his late return. He kept quiet, listening for incoming animals but also listening to see if Olivia was alright, if she screamed he was close enough to hear.

When the sun began to set, he began making his way back but not to Olivia, to the shore where he stayed by the ocean water until it was absolutely dark and the only light they had was that of the moon.

He took off his boots and took his time walking in the sand back to the tent and as he was nearing the tent, he saw her silhouette by the ocean front. She was sitting on the sand with the small blanket from the survival vest wrapped around her shoulders. Fitz didn't bother letting her know he was back and she couldn't hear his footsteps in the sand. He took the lighter from his pocket and lit the bonfire in front of the tent.

Olivia noticed the gold glow against the sand and turned around and saw Fitz standing beside the bonfire. She wiped her eyes and jumped and ran over to him.

"Where the hell were you, I thought you died," she cried.

"I'll give you a second to digest that in not in fact stupid enough to have gotten myself killed, that being said I decided to take the long way back, you know, to clear my head and enjoy the sand under my toes," he said glibly.

She stepped back and noticed the smirk on his face, it didn't take long after for her to realized that he lingered on purpose just to worry her.

"You did it on purpose?"

He shrugged apathetically and that was enough to make her see red and in that moment, she was so angry that she slapped him across the face as hard as she could.

Fitz flexed his jaw, it stung, and he was a little shocked that she actually hit him.

"I thought you didn't believe in violence?" he teased.

"I actually risked my life to go out and search for you because I thought you were hurt-"

Fitz stepped a little closer to her but she didn't back down. She was being herself, there were no masks or facades she was putting on as part of the plan, there was no plan, not until she got rescued from the island.

"I'm still your commander,-"

"Actually no, not right now you're not, now you're just a guy stuck on this island with me and I was willing to be friends because I thought it would be easier that way but you don't deserve friends, you don't deserve anyone, you're an immature, cruel, insufferable asshole and I want nothing to do with you. Stay away from me and I mean that quite literally."

Once she got everything off her chest, she looked around on the ground and grabbed all her belongings.

"What are you doing?" Fitz asked.

She didn't respond as she finished gathering her things and walked away. Fitz ran after her.

"Come on, you're being ridiculous, you can't stay out here all by yourself all night."

She continued walking and ignored him so he stopped in front of her and blocked her path.

"It's not safe, there was a black panther out there, I don't know if there are more."

She walked around him, Fitz grabbed her hand as she attempted to evade him, she tried to pull away but he had an iron grip so she stood quietly, not looking at him, or speaking to him.

"You're being dramatic, go back to the tent."

She looked out into the ocean waiting for him to let her go. Fitz stood staring at her, he knew she had every right to be upset because he was wrong so decided to apologize.

"Fine, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

She stayed mute as she waited for him to let her go.

"What is this, the silent treatment?" he asked.

She still refused to speak, Fitz sighed and threw his head back and once he was distracted she managed to get out of his grasp and tried to get away from him.

"Get your ass back here!"

"No!" She screamed

Fitz grabbed her by the waist and threw her over his shoulder.

"Let me go now!" She screamed as she used her fists to bang against his back. Fitz ignored her and carried her back to the tent and then let her down and held her.

"It's not safe out there by yourself, so you can be mad at me all you want but you're staying here."

"No, you can't tell me what to you-"

He pulled her closer so his face was inches away from hers.

"You're staying here."

It wasn't a suggestion or question, he was ordering her.

"Don't talk to me, don't touch me, don't even look at me."

She dropped her stuff on the sand and then went into the tent to lay down. He went in after her.

"You're not allowed in here," she said.

"Where am I supposed to sleep?"

"I don't know and I don't care."

"I'm sleeping right here."

He laid on his back while Olivia had her back turned to him. He had the urge to apologize again but decided to wait until she calmed down a little.

Olivia laid with her back to him. She was so upset she couldn't sleep, he could be so petty and cruel and every time she thought he was better than he showed her to be, he proved her wrong.

The next morning, she was glad when she woke up and Fitz was still asleep. She stretched and got out of the tent and outed the fire. She certainly didn't want to be there when he woke up and so she went to the only place she knew how to get to, the lagoon. She took all her belongings with her so he could think she left. Once she had everything, she trotted through the sand to the lagoon. When she got to the lagoon, she dropped everything on the ground and stripped. She kicked off her shoes, then leggings and sweater and since Fitz wasn't around, she took off her bra and panty. She washed her clothes first and then laid them out on the ground to dry and then she went into the water.

When Fitz woke up the first thing he did was reach over to see if Olivia was still in the tent. When he didn't feel her he jumped up and looked around the tent and when he didn't see her he went outside. All her things were gone and the fire was out, he kneeled and felt the twigs in the fire and it was still slightly warm so he knew she couldn't be far. The only place he could think off Olivia going to alone is the lagoon so he went straight there.

As he neared the lagoon he could hear the waterfall. Once he entered the clearing, he saw Olivia standing in the middle of the lagoon, naked from the waist up. She looked absolutely mouthwatering and he was impressed even though he only saw breasts, they were better than he imagined, bigger, rounder, perkier, they didn't look fake but he thought there was no way there were real.

When Olivia saw him she covered her chest and turned around.

"Isn't it tiring, pretending to be mad at me," he said as he walked up to the edge of the water.

He waited for her to reply but she didn't, he sighed and kicked off his boots and stripped down to his underwear and then he walked straight up to her in into the water. She still had her back turned to him and for some reason, her silent treatment bothered more than he could readily admit.

"I think it's ridiculous that you're being this childish."

She didn't respond so he tried something else.

"Do you have any idea how dangerous it is for you to be out here all alone," he scolded.

Still no reply.

She turned to walked away but he held her arm and pulled her close to him.

"Look, I'm sorry okay, it was stupid to go there looking for the black panther but I needed to do it. I'm pretty sure you would've been the poster child for xanax for the rest of the time here if you thought whatever attacked him was still out there alive. It was stupid to go there in the first place, even more stupid to linger out there to worry you. It really bothers me that you're not talking to me so can you please just forgive me."

She turned her face and bit her lips to stop herself from smiling. She didn't know what it was about him that both angered and thrilled her.

"If you don't like the silent treatment then I'd like a second apology but you have to get on your knees and give it to me."

He smiled and wondered if she realized how suggestive her request was.

"You want me to eat your pussy right here, right now?"

Olivia stepped back.

"What? No!"

"Okay, so what are you asking?"

"I wanted you to kneel and apologize to me."

"This is the ideal situation for me but just so you know, if I get on my knees I'll be face to face with your pussy, this water is very clear, it'll be a great view."

He attempted to kneel in front of her but she stopped him.

"Fine, apology accepted, no kneeling.."

Fitz smiled and looked down to her breasts that she was still attempting to cover up with one arm.

"They look great by the way. If I were you, I wouldn't hide them."

She pulled her arm from his grip and slapped his arm.

"Ouch," he said as he laughed.

She was heading to leave the lagoon when he grabbed her arm to stop her.

"Come on Liv, stay with me."

"So you can look at me naked?"

"If I see anything I've never seen before, like a third boob or an extra vagina, I'll throw a dollar at it okay."

She stood still for a moment, mulling it over and then she dropped her hand from her breasts and stood in front of him.

"I suppose you're such a slag these won't make you squirm at all."

"What's a slag?"

"A whore."

He chuckled.

"Please, you love me."

"No, I put up with with you, there's a difference."

He smirked.

"If you hate me so much why are your nipples hard?"

She stepped closer to him, so much so that her nipple brushed against his chest. She was feeling brave.

"Have fun in here by yourself."

Olivia turned to walk away again but Fitz couldn't contain himself and pulled her back.

"You're good at this."

"At what?"

"Making me want you. I can't tell if you do it on purpose but you're very good at it."

"I have nothing to do with that," she replied quickly, "I've got personality with a capital 'y', you just can't resist that."

"Your personality isn't the only thing I can't resist. " he said as he kept his eyes on her.

"Indulge me," she said nervously.

He ran the back of his index finger up her torso and gently over her breast and nipple and then brought it up to her chin and pulled her forward into a kiss. He pressed her body against his chest, the feeling of her naked erect nipples and her soft warm body against his chest was everything he needed it to be. He had on hand against her cheek, holding her, kissing her, and he brought other hands down to her breast and groped it gently. Olivia opened her mouth wider to take his tongue in deeper. Fitz back her up against the wall of green mossy rocks under the waterfall. His erection was at its apex and as badly as he wanted to take her, he liked the feeling of having her naked in front of him and wanting her with all his heart but not giving in, it was slightly painful but in the most delicious way.

She was leaned up against the rock, water cascading down their bodies when Fitz opened her legs and decided to explore with his fingers, what she had in between them. He started with her clit, it was warm and slippery from her juices that had gathered between her legs. He liked that she could get wet so easily, even as he stood there he was imagining what it would feel like once he was inside.

She gasped when she felt his finger. She'd had been so lost in the euphoria that she didn't realize he had he against the wall with her legs open until she felt his finger rubbing circles around her clit, as amazing as it was to feel slow, deliberate circles rubbed around her aroused clitoris, she panicked and broke the kiss. She needed an excuse and fast so she came up with the first thing she could think off.

"We- shouldn't, we don't have any condoms."

Fitz knew she was making a good point, "you choose now to be the voice of reason?"

She ran to the shore, Fitz was so shocked he didn't protest, he just watched her go. She quickly slipped on her some parts damp, some parts dry clothing that she had washed and laid out on the ground.

She grabbed her other items and hurried back to the tent. She threw her stuff on the floor and palmed her face as she sat in the sand.

"What the hell am I doing? You're not supposed to have sex with them? You made a promise to yourself, don't break it now," she said, in a heart to heart with herself.

She stomped her feet in the sand and made an angry gargled scream. She had no idea what she'd been doing since she landed on the island. She was completely off her game and she couldn't focus on whatever it was that she was suppose to be doing, it was the first time she was being herself with him and being herself with him meant that within two days of being on the island, he had his finger on her clit and if she hadn't stopped him god knows what else he would have done to her in the lagoon.

He was experienced, which was another intimidating thing about him, she was a master seductress and manipulator, she was good at kissing and teasing, but that was about it, she'd never gone further than that although she knew enough about sex to know exactly what to do if she did decide to go that route.

Fitz walked up to her a few minutes later.

"Are you okay, you look like you're in the middle of a mild psychotic break," he joked., "I've been known to do that to a woman or two, or twenty."

She chuckled humorlessly.

"I'm sorry, that was totally my fault."

"What happened?"

She wondered if she should tell him, chances are, he'd be either completely turned on or completely turned off. She didn't suppose a man like him had the time or patience.

"I freaked, I'm a total nun."

"A nun?" He said with a raised eyebrow.

"Well, I'm a- virgin" she mumbled incoherently under her breath.

"A what?"

"Virgin," she whispered so he couldn't hear.

"A what?"

"A virgin!" she half yelled.

"Seriously? Wow…this is awkward, I don't know what to say."

She shrugged.

Fitz had a million questions to ask but all of them were stupid, so he just asked one.

"Are you waiting until marriage or something?"

"No."

Fitz chuckled.

"I'm sorry but how, how have you not had sex, I can't believe it, 25 and still, especially since you look like this," he gestured to her, "I know I shouldn't assume that you have sex just because your sexy but still, it's unusual."

She chuckled.

"Yeah, it is weird, it's just that once you pass that initial 15-21 years old, which is when most people get their cherries popped, I don't know, after that…." She trailed off not exactly sure where she was going.

The real reason she had never had sex was because she'd only ever dated men because her father told her to, it was never because of attraction or like. The first boy she ever dated when she was 16 years old was the son of a big shot banker that her dad was targeting, he asked her to date the man's son to get close to him, to get information, and after that it was another man and another man and another. Although she'd been attracted to a few of them from time to time she never crossed the line of having sex with them because considering what she did, she felt like holding on to her virginity was her only chance at redemption when she was done, anything more and she was basically a prostitute. Holding onto her virginity was the sum of her self worth, as superficial as it may be, when she had sex she wanted it to be with someone she chose, not someone her father sent her to seduce or manipulate.

The lagoon incident with Fitz was the closest she'd ever gotten to having consensual sex and she wasn't sure if she could go all the way with him knowing it would all end soon, the only problem was that she wanted to, she was horny and wet and bothered and she never wanted it so badly before but if she crossed the line she could never take it back.

"I want roasted fish for lunch, do you wanna come fishing with me, my innocent but also sexy little siren."

"What's a siren?"

"Mythical women, they were really beautiful and they would sit on rocks out at sea and sing, their voices lured sailors to them and they could control them, kill them, eat them, it really depends, I don't know."

"I know what as siren is but I just wanted to hear you say it and I guess since I have nothing better to do, I'll go fish with you."

Fitz chuckled and pulled her up.

"Come on."

Fitz picked up what looked like a fishing spear that he had made the first day on the island.

"Wait, actually I think we should see if we can find any vegetables and spices on the island, so we can make the fish taste better."

"What about the black panthers, you said you killed one yesterday, what if there are more?"

"Can you just cut the worrying in half please, take it from 100% to a crisp 50% please. I have a gun and you have a gun, we'll be fine."

She sighed.

"Fine but if you get me killed-."

Fitz kissed her.

"Why'd you do that?"

"Everytime you say something I don't like I'm going to kiss you.'

"I don't-"

He kissed her again.

"One more word and I'll kiss you again."

She bit her lip and stayed silent.

He smiled and took her hand and led her to opening in the jungle close the where all the vegetation was.

"I just really think-"

He kissed her again.

"Stop talking, my lips are getting tired."

She blushed and covered her face.

"Come on, let's go."

They had to trot up the hill, Olivia complained about bugs and insects the entire way and was surprised that Fitz stayed true to his word and kissed her every time. Once she got to the fruit and vegetable grove she was quiet. It was beautiful, with many different exotic fruits she'd never seen before. She had no idea how the island could be both beautiful and terrifying at the same time. She watched as Fitz went through the vegetation. It became evident to her that there must have been someone that used to live on the island because all the fruits and vegetables were planted in one chunk of land, they hadn't been tended it seemed for years so the people that planted them must have been gone for a long time and she wondered why. As she waited for Fitz she decided to pick a few fruits for herself. They also picked banana leaves to wrap the fish in for roasting. Once they were done they headed back to shore and dropped all the items by the tent. Fitz took off his shoes, Olivia refused to take off hers.

Fitz walked to the edge of the shore and then walked into the water. Olivia was going to follow him but she changed her mind. Fitz had walked until the water reached his knees, that was where all the fish were. He turned around and saw Olivia standing in the shore.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm not coming, I'll offer you support from over here though, good luck."

Fitz decided to have a little fun.

"Olivia run, there's a leopard behind you."

She screamed and ran into the water and ran to Fitz then she turned and looked back but saw nothing.

"Where did it go?" She said, breathing heavily.

"I lied but I got you in here didn't I?"

She looked up at Fitz who was laughing heartily.

"Unbelievable."

She looked down at her wet shoes and clothes.

"Everything is wet," she whined.

"Still, from earlier."

"Are you making a clever remark about my vagina being wet from what we did earlier?"

"Yeah, I didn't think I was subtle."

She splashed his in his face with water.

Fitz laughed and splashed her back. They had completely forgotten their reason for being in the water in the first place, instead they had a water fight between themselves and only stopped once they were both soaked in water.

"Weren't we supposed to be fishing?" Olivia asked.

"Ah yes,we were."

Fitz picked up the spear from when he had stuck it in the sand and walked a little further out into the water, they had scared off all the fish with their playing. The first fish he speared was large enough for them both so he decided that one fish could do. Once he was done they went back to the shore. Fitz got the fire started and then scaled and cleaned the fish with his pocket knife. Once the fish was clean, he took the fish and Olivia followed him with the vegetables, they washed them under the waterfall in the lagoon and then brought them back to the tent. Fitz wrapped the fish along with some vegetables he'd cut up with his knife and some pimento seeds into the banana leaf and then he used some tree vine and tied the banana leaf to secure it closed. He place it over the fire and checked his watch to time it. They sat on the sand beside the fire.

"How many times have you been marooned, you seemed to have a pretty good idea of what to do."

"I've been marooned three times, once in the Sahara desert, that was the least fun time, there's not much you can do with sand but I was only there for a night. I was once stuck in the rainforest in South America, I fought a jaguar there, I only had a knife but I managed to come out with only a bite on my leg."

"Can I see it? Do you have a scar?"

"Do I look like a know anything about scars, look at my skin, it's flawless."

Olivia laughed.

Fitz pulled up his pants and showed her the faint bite marks up and down his shin.

"When did this happened?"

"Two years ago, It was worse but I lasered it."

"Wow. Is that why you aren't afraid of the animals on the island?"

He sighed.

"When you've almost died as many times as me or killed as many people as me, you stop fearing things, everyone dies, good people, bad people, it doesn't matter so it makes no sense fearing people or animals or death for that matter."

"That's awfully bleak. It's good to live, have kids, grow old, have fun as you do it, you have to admit that."

"You make it sound so great."

"It is, it if you want it to be. Why are you such a pessimist anyhow?"

"I'm not a pessimist, I'm a realist, for the most part life sucks and then every so often something happens and you feel like it might be worth living and then it sucks again."

"I think the opposite, life is usually good until something bad happens and then it maybe takes a little time to heal or recover and then it's good again."

"What makes your life worth living, what makes it so great?"

"Well, people, places, things. I don't have much family or friends but- now that I think about it, it kinda does suck."

Fitz chuckled, "told you."

"I don't care what you say, life is good and it has endless possibilities, that's what makes it worth living."

Fitz shrugged.

"Do you smell that?"

Olivia sniffed.

"Mmm, that smells amazing."

"It should be done soon."

They were quiet for a while until Olivia broke the silence.

"So, how are you such a good fighter?"

"I practice."

"Come on."

"No really, I practiced, when I left Harvard, I went straight into the navy and I fought like hell for a couple years until they made me take the test and then sent me here. When our last commander died, the president asked me to take over."

"Why did you join the navy, I can't imagine with a degree from Harvard and having a Grant last name made it hard to get a job in a law firm."

"I was angry, you can't be as angry as I was and get up everyday and get dressed in an Armani suit and go to the firm, I wanted to fight so I joined the military."

Olivia was about to speak but Fitz cut her off.

"-and I know what your going to say, you have no reason to be angry but I'm just an angry person, I don't know what to tell you."

She smiled.

"I wasn't going to say that at all, I...actually was going to say that, you got me."

Fitz laughed.

"I also was going to say I have to pee. I'll be right back."

She ran down the shore far enough away from Fitz and peed and then came back.

"It's finished.'

"Perfect, I'm famished."

He took the fish off the fire and opened up the banana leaf.

"Dig in."

"I have to wash my hands."

Fitz rolled his eyes playfully.

'Why are you so damn english and proper all the time, if you didn't pee on your hands you'll be fine. This is the jungle, be a little savage."

"Alright."

They ate the fish together and didn't do much on the beach but lay lazily in the shade till evening. They both had a lot they were contemplating.