Disclaimer: Rob´s the Man! I don't own anything except for the plot.

"I had a good time yesterday, you know?", Mac heard Dick talking through the phone.

"Yeah me too."

They had spent the rest of the day together. After they finally called it a truce Mac had asked him if she could use their bathroom to shower. She was a little bit embarassed but Dick casually shrugged it off and gave her some clothes of his own. Although they never were to fit Mac she took them and actually felt very comfortable. They smelled so much like Dick and remembered her of they night they spent together. Dick had taken a shower, too and then they had played games for several hours until Mac had realized how late it was and that she needed to go home. Although her mother was glad that she finally got out of her room again she wouldn't appreciate her being that late.

Dick had accompanied her to her car and Mac was sure that there had been a moment when Dick hesitated if he should kiss her. But before he could even move to her, she had already given him a little peck on the cheek and gotten into her car. Before she finally pulled out of the yard she had told him to call her sometime.

And that's what he was doing right now. It had been maybe 6 hours since they last saw each other. It was still very early in the morning and Mac hadn't expected him to call ther that early. She had expected him to sleep until some time in the afternoon and maybe calling her in the evening. Couldn't sleep? Just like her? Mac had stayed the whole night awake, thinking about her day with Dick and Dick in general. Although she wouldn't admit it to herself she hadn't had that good time for a long time.

"...s alright?", Dick asked her. She didn't even realize that she fell back to her thinking and didn't pay attention to Dick anymore.

"Huh? What did you just say?"

"You seem to space out a lot lately."

"How do you now that this isn't my thing? How do you know I don't do that all the time?"

"Oh, I know that you normally don't do that a lot. Believe me, I know." Mac could nearly hear the smirk Dick probably had right now through the phone.

"So are you ever going to tell me what you said before or should I try to use my abilities to read minds?", Mac asked sarcastilly. She hated it that Dick could get under her skin so easily.

"I just wanted to know if everything was alright", he returned somewhat hurt.

"I'm sorry. I just couldn' sleep that well last night."

"Nightmares?"

"Well, no...err...you know...just..thinking." Now she couldn't even talk properly. How the hell did Dick do that?

"Were you thinking about me?"

"NO! Of course not." Did she disagree to obvious? She was thinking about him all the time. But he didn't need to know that.

"Oh yeah...so, doyouwannahangouttoday?"

"What did you just say? I didn't quite understand."

"Err...do you wanna hang out today? Maybe watching some movies or something?"

Mac hesitated for some seconds. Did she really want to do just that? Hang out with Dick? Again? It would be the third day in a row. Hell yes!

"You know you don't have to if you – "

"No, I would love to do so." Did she just say she would LOVE to do so?

"Good, so what do you want to do then?"

"Watching movies sounds good."

"Shall I come over to your place?"

"No!"

"Yeah maybe that wouldn't be the best idea. I can understand that your parents probably don't like me. I just thought with him having lived here and everything –"

"No, Dick, that's not what I meant. My parents are just a little bit weird you know? My mom's getting all giddy if she knew that a boy would come over."

"So I'm just a boy?" And the smirk was back again.

"You know what I mean!"

"Yeah. So five o'clock chez moi? A rendez-vous?"

At this statement Mac had to laugh real hard. Between her giggles she managed to get her answer out. "If you want to call it that you little french-lover then yes I'll be there by five. Do you want me to bring something along?"

"No, I think I'll got it covered."

"Then until then I think."

"Yeah. Oh and Mac?"

"Yeah?"

"Wear something sexy!"

"Pervert!"

"At your service!", and with that Dick hung up and the line went dead.

As Mac was about to leave she heard her phone ring. After finally finding it in her purse spending several seconds searching it, she didn't even bother to look at the caller-id.

"Dick! I'm just about to leave. I'll be there in a few-"

"Dick?", a female voice asked. Veronicas voice asked. 'Oh shit! This could become an interesting conversation'

"Veronica? Hey! What do you want?"

"First of all I want to know why you think Dick was calling you? And where the hell have you been yesterday? After our telephone call where we couldn't really talk I tried to reach you like five times but you didn't answer. I even drove to your house but your mom just said that you went out. Explain!"

"I thought you were Dick because I'm about to meet him in a few minutes.And I didn't answer your calls yesterday because I had been at Dicks already."

"You and Dick?"

"Yeah me and Dick."

"Wow!"

"What do you mean Veronica?"

"Mac. It's just you know, you and Dick. I didn't know you would get along so well. Just...be careful."

"What is that supposed to mean? You were the one who told Dick to meet me in the first place. And now I should be careful?" Mac voice was going louder.

"I just thought that you perhaps needed someone to talk to you after what happened with Cassidy. Someone who understood your feelings. I would have talked to you myself but I couldn't, you know? Not after what he had done to me. But Dick, he ist still the Dick we knew in highschool."

"I'm sorry for you Veronica. I really am but Dick is the only person at the moment I like to hang out with . And I don't think that you actually know him very well."

"But – "

"No! You were right. I needed someone to talk to – I still need someone to talk to – and Dick's just the right person at the moment. I really need to go now. We'll talk later. Maybe. Bye."

She hated to talk like that to Veronica, but she was wrong. She had to be wrong. Dick had changed. He wasn't this jerk anymore. And she liked him. She really liked him.

She heard a knock on her door to her room.

"Mom! Leave me alone. I'm about to leave. What do you want?"

"It's me, Dick."

"Come in."

Mac felt embarrased. How long had he been standing in front of her door? How much had he heard? She saw Dick stepping into her room, blushing lightly.

"What is it that I have on me that makes you think I'm your mother all the time?"

"What are you doing here?"

"As this is a date I thought I should pick you up, you know? The ordinary routine of a date. Guy picks up girl, they go on the date. Guy takes her home. Guy walks her to her door. Guy – " Dick stopped abruptly. Next thing on the list would have been 'Guy kisses girl good-night'. As if the whole situation wasn't awkward enough already.

"So, how much did you hear?"

"About the time you told Veronica that she was the one who told me to see you."

"Oh."

"Yeah. Well, thanks."

"For what?"

"Defending me? Trusting me? Talking to me? I don't know. Why do you even put up with me? After all that I have done. Even if I was just playing along, I sometimes really believed I was this person, this jerk. What makes you believe that this is the real Dick? That this is me? I don't deserve this. I don't deserve you to treat me that well. You should hate me. I hate myself. And now I even wanted to go out with you. I'm sorry. I think I should leave now."

Before Mac could even think what she was doing, she walked over to him and took his hand in hers. Dick was looking down so she took his cheek with her other hand and held up his head. She looked him deep in the eyes. His wonderful blue eyes. She never noticed before how beautiful they actually were. A teardrop fell down out of one of his eyes and ran down his cheek. Mac gently wiped it away with her thumb.

"You are not that person anymore. You were there for me. You told me things about yourself. You trusted me. Yesterday had been great. You are not that jerk anymore, do you understand? I meant everything I said to Veronica. I need you."

Dick was speechless. He couldn't resist anymore. After their talk in the morning he finally realized that he wanted to kiss her since the first time he saw her after what happened to his brother. He knew it was wrong, because she had been his grilfriend and everything but after these last words his resistance broke and he leaned forward.

The kiss was careful at first but after he felt Mac giving into him the kiss grew more and more demanding. They were so near each other there was no air left between them. Dick felt Macs hands in his hair while he was running his hands in smoothing circles all over her back. Not until they had no more air left did they broke the kiss.

Mac took a step back. She was blushing heavily and her heart raced. Her breathing was out of control. Dick didn't look that different. His hair was a mess. He looked as nearly as shocked as she did.

After some seconds, Dick closed the gap and kissed her again. This time Mac broke the kiss right away.

"What? Sorry. I didn't meant to...I thought you...", Dick stuttered. He turned and walked towards the door.

"It's just that...I don't know. This is going so fast."

Dick turned around again, heading for her. He took her hands gently in his.

"I know."

"Maybe we should slow down a little bit."

"Yeah maybe you're right."

"We barely know each other."

"You know more about me than anybody else ever did."

"You know that's not what I meant. We only spent maybe 24 hours together."

"But you have to admit that it had been very good 24 hours."

"Well, yeah. But is that enough?"

"It is... for me...I mean we shouldn't get together right now, but let's see where this takes us. I want to try."

"Me too."

"How about we have that date I already planned right now. Have an ordinary rendez-vous. Let's see what happens afterwards."

"Maybe you're right. But wait, does that mean you just want the kiss in front of my front door?"

"I already had a kiss."

Dick gently placed a kiss on her hand. "Now come on! Let's get this date started!"

'Where the hell have I gotten myself into' was the last thing Mac could think until Dick dragged her outside and into his car. She was going to have a date with Dick Casablancas. Out of all people. And they had already kissed. Oh god and she liked it. A lot.

After Dick pulled out of her entrance he turned around to look at her a smile spread all over his face.

"What?", Mac asked curiously.

"Nothing. I just noticed that you did what I asked you for."

"And what would that be?"

"Wearing a sexy outfit."