In Chapter 2, I forgot to give a special thanks to Parody-lover for the review. Also, I would like to add that this is a slightly shorter chapter than my short chapter that was supposed to originally be part of Chapter 2 but I had writer's block. P

Enjoy!

Emilie and Dive rode around the city then finally went back to the Pond. "Where are you sleeping tonight?" Dive asked. Emilie hopped off the bike.

"You know, you made me forget everything bad that happened today and I completely forgot to figure that little detail out," she said honestly. He looked at her and laughed. "I'm serious! You're that amazing." He stopped laughing and smiled at her.

"You know, everyone is probably already asleep. You could sleep here tonight," he offered.

"In the garage?" she asked confused. Dive realized she didn't know about the headquarters.

"Oh. Right. Follow me." He led her to a knob-less door that he opened by pressing a code into the code box next to the door. The door slid up and they passed through. It was dark so Dive grabbed Emilie's hand to make sure she wouldn't get lost. Emilie heard him pounding on another code box and another door slid up. Dive bowed and Emilie giggled, entering a large room.

"Dive?" a voice said. Dive punched another code to make the door shut.

"Hey, bro!" Dive's voice cracked. From the other side of the door, Emilie could hear Dive getting a third degree burn lecture on being out too late. She could make out some of the muffled words, but this duck didn't sound too happy about Dive not being at the Pond sooner.

Finally, the door slid open and Dive found Emilie sitting cross-legged on his large bed. "Cool room," she complimented flatly.

"Thanks," Dive replied.

"You took that lecture pretty well. And, I am sorry," she apologized.

"Don't worry about it," chuckled Dive. "It happens all the time."

"So, where am I sleeping?" she asked, a little tired from the adventure she had had that night with Dive.

"In my bed," he answered. "I'll go sleep on the couch. Plus, I don't want you to get caught." He left the room and Emilie took off the black jacket he had put on her shoulders and she slipped into the bed with what she had worn that day. 'I can't wait for that airport to find my bag…' she thought then drifted off into a light slumber.

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Emilie gasped as she sat up in bed. She looked around and found herself in Dive's room. It took her a minute to remember everything that had happened since she left home. Emilie had dreamt of a shape shifter taking Dive and locking him up in a cell inside a space ship-like hover craft.

She quickly jumped out of bed and turned on the lights. She pressed a quarter-sized green button next to the door and the door opened. She ran around aimlessly trying to find a couch of some sort. 'Damn, these headquarters go on forever.' She ran into a room, glanced at a sofa, and then began running out of the room when she realized Dive was asleep on that couch. She stood in the doorway, sighing with relief that he was still inside. She went up to the couch and sat down. After staring and caressing Dive for a moment, he woke up.

"Oh. Sorry. I didn't mean to wake you," Emilie said as she began to leave. He grabbed her wrist and, without a word, he directed her. When he was done, as she had let him do as he wished, she ended up curled up in front of him on the couch, facing the TV. He had fallen asleep with the TV on so he grabbed the remote and turned it off. He threw the remote on the ground next to the couch and wrapped his arms around her small waist. Emilie smiled then closed her eyes.

"Dive?" she whispered. He didn't answer, but she knew he was listening. "Too different for what?" It was silent for a moment.

"Too different to be together…" replied Nosedive. She detected the tears in his voice as she felt one land on her shoulder. Emilie turned to face him and placed her ear next to his heart. She finally fell asleep by the song of his even breathing and his stable heartbeat, letting tears roll off her chin and into her hands as she tried to catch them.