A/N: And so it continues…again I must apologize for the long break and this is going to be a fairly short chapter, but well that is the way it must be to lead up to the date…with Betty and Becks…oh yes there is going to be a date…anyway I hope you enjoy!!

Improvise is my Middle Name

Betty woke the next morning with a smile on her face. For some reason Becks seemed to now have that affect on her. She stretched and glanced over at the spot she knew was the clocks resting place. It read 11:23a.m. And for a moment she laid there completely and utterly content with her life, but only for a moment. Peaking out from her covers she chanced a look at the other couch, the couch HE was sleeping on. Luckily her prayers were answered and when she glanced over at him, he was still in a deep, probably partially drink induced sleep. She slowly made her way over to where he slept and when she did smiled at how innocent and sweet he looked in his sleep. An innocence she knew was completely betrayed in just about every one of his waking hours.

She carefully and extremely quietly made her way from where Becks lay and found herself tiptoeing to Daniels room to make sure he was still counting zs as well. When she saw that he was, she sighed. Now she wouldn't have to actually face either one of them, but rather leave a note excusing herself and explaining that she had to go home. It was easier and better this way, she had decided. She grabbed her clothes and slipped into the bathroom to change. When she emerged she rummaged around for a slip of paper and a pen, which proved more difficult than originally anticipated. He is the editor-in-chief for a major magazine so you would assume that he would have more of this stuff around, she thought to herself smiling when she finally managed to find her required materials.

Dear Daniel and Becks,

Sorry I have to run off so soon, but Dad and Hilda are expecting me back…I made some coffee for you; it should still be warm when you get up. Thanks again for letting me borrow your clothes and letting me sleep over here. It was fun. Well see you Monday I presume.

Betty.

That should do it, Betty thought smiling to herself. She rushed into the kitchen and made some coffee. Then she laid out some cups to make it easier, and the sugar of course. While she did this she noticed that her couch looked terrible. I have to fix it she thought, unable to resist the urge to clean up what she had disturbed. Once she managed to very quietly fold the covers and lay them on the pillow on the couch she left. Its better this way, she thought, now nobody will start getting their hopes up about a relationship that is never going to happen. She was of course thinking of herself. Little did she know that at that exact moment Becks was dreaming about that very thing…and he couldn't have been happier about the prospect.

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Sunlight began to invade his eyelids and when the light became too much for him to bear, Becks woke up. He stretched and glanced over at the clock, which now read 12:41. Smiling he replayed the events of the previous night in his mind, some of which were a little hazy because of his alcohol consumption, but he remembered the good parts, which in his mind was any part that included his newfound dream girl Betty Suarez.

He stretched slightly and then he decided to chance a look at the couch near him, just as Betty had done only an hour previously, but unlike Betty he didn't see his crush, only the couch with the covers folded and placed kindly on the pillow. He sighed. He knew without even reading the note, he was yet to know existed, what had happened. She had left without saying goodbye. After all how many times had he done the exact same thing to a girl? Only his was worse he assumed because he had slept with them and given them hope of a future with him. A future he knew the whole time was never going to happen. But this was different he knew it. Betty was different. His heart sunk. He didn't know enough about her yet. He needed more. He knew her name and her favorite fairy tale, and that only made his questions increase. He had to get Daniel to tell him her number. He had to ask her out on a proper date. He just had to. After all Daniel knew that Betty was different, he would tell him, maybe even help him. This day had not started off at all like Becks had planned, but as everyone who knew Becks knew, Improvise was his Middle Name.

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