Sam's dreams were not pleasant, he dreamt about the blood moon raining its terror on him, him losing control, and hurting the person he cared about most, "ELVIS!" Sam screamed as he abruptly sat up. He looked around to see that he was still in Elvis's house, "Sam?" Sam turned and saw that it was Elvis who came to check on him when he heard him scream, "Are you all-" Before Elvis could finish, Sam ran over to him and hugged him tightly. Sam's grip was rather firm on Elvis. Elvis blushed brightly. "um Sam?" Sam pulled away gently. "sorry I didn't mean to wake you." Sam put a hand on his own arm. Elvis shook his head. "no, it's fine I'm glad you did. Are you okay?" Sam nodded. "yeah just a bad dream is all." Sam went back to his cot. He laid down on it. Elvis followed him. "Do you want me to stay with you?" He asked. Sam blushed. "If you want to. I don't care." Elvis sat down next to him. Sam curled up behind Elvis falling asleep. Elvis smiled. He stroked Sam's hair.
Next morning at the fire station everything was quiet, it was relaxing really. Anika came over to talk to Sam about the sightings, "Your departure for our investigation will soon be here next week, and so far, I haven't got any bad readings on anything. So, we can relax for a while, by the way, are you and Elvis going to be leaving early?", "In a little bit, why?", "Well, wouldn't it be the perfect time to settle down," The sly smirk on Anika's face told Sam on what she meant, "Wait a minute! You mean...You want me to ask Elvis on a date? Impossible, what if he says no?!", "Look here boy, you only got a week to relax, do you really want to waste it on doing nothing? Now look, just ask him out to the beach side and I'll take care of the rest. Be confident, puff out that muscled chest of yours and show your stuff." Sam was blushing from head to toe, "How do you even know I like him in that way?", "Boy, it doesn't take cupid to figure out how you feel for that boy. You obviously like him." Sam thought for a moment. Yes, he did think Elvis was attractive in all, but his looks were just a bonus. What Sam really loved was the personality that Elvis had overall. Without any more questions, he nodded, "Good, now go upstairs and be a man lover boy," Sam was shaking a bit but he shook it off and went upstairs. When he saw Elvis, who had his back turned, he took a deep breath and went up to him with confidence, "Elvis?" he called. Elvis looked up from the counter. "yeah?" He noticed Sam was shaking. He quickly ran over to his friend. "Sam? You okay?" he asked. He put a hand on Sam's shoulder. Sam blushed madly. "I have a very important question to ask you. Um." Sam looked away. He coughed into his hand nervously. "so, I have a week off to relax and I was wondering... if you wanted to...ya know spend it together?" he asked. He bit his tongue waiting to hear the worse. Elvis beamed. "yeah! Let's do it!" Sam let out a sigh of relief. "I honestly thought you were going to say no." Elvis tilted his head to the side. "why would you think that?" he asked. "I dunno..." Sam kept his gaze focused away from Elvis. Elvis hugged Sam tightly. "I don't mind hanging out with you. All you have to do is ask. After all you are my babysitter for the week." he added grinning. Sam gave Elvis a playful swipe. Elvis ducked out of his grasp sticking his tongue out at him. "So, what time and where do you want to meet?" Elvis asked, "Over on the beach side, at nine o clock.", "Formal or casual?", "Try doing a little bit of both, don't want to be too fancy or too casual." Elvis smiled, "Okay then, it's a date." Sam chuckled nervously. "Oh, I wouldn't call it that, Elvis." Anika had overheard them talking. "It's a date!" she yelled. Sam shook his head putting his face into his hand. "your dudes, not chicks! It's a date!" Sam turned around. In clear, well-spoken Welsh he yelled: "Cau dy ben!" (shut up!) Elvis smiled up at Sam. He loved seeing the romantically awkward side of him. Anika just giggled softly. "I ship it!" Sam looked away again, very embarrassed about Anika's carless rambling.
Sam waited for Elvis to get changed. He figured he would change into his civical clothes once Elvis returned. Elvis came out of the bathroom. He was dressed in a white shirt and black workout shorts. Sam smiled at him. "alright it' s my turn." Anika pointed at the duffle bag on the couch. "I brought you some clothes from home. I've even had a word with your superior about having the week off." Anika took a sip of her tea. "you know for an old dude, He sure seems cool about certain things." Sam nodded. "I wouldn't call him old though." Sam grabbed his clothes out of his duffle bag. Anika had packed him his tan shorts and his blue flannel. Anika took another sip of her tea. "don't be long love." She mused.