A/N: Hello everyone! Okay, okay...before anyone starts shooting me arrows or something, I am deeply sorry for taking months to finish and upload this chapter. College started and its been a pretty crazy time with papers and everything.. and well, I think you get the picture. At the moment though, the school year is almost over and I'm slowly finally finding time for Moose and Camille. Hopefully, I'll have more time during the break or by the next semester. I'll do my best since I still can't forgive myself for being a horrible updater. I seriously need to work on my writing habits now.

Nonetheless, I won't keep you away from this well-deserved update anymore. Enjoy!

By the way, thank you for all your support on this one! Your follows, faves, and reviews really warm my heart.

Chapter 2: Stay

"You are going to be the death of me, Camille Gage.", he whispered.

Camille just laid there, ironically frozen even at the hot sexual tension cutting through the air. She almost panicked. Moose isn't usually like this, she thought to herself. He just continued to look at her with that same piercing look with the matching sly grin and she didn't know what to do. It was as if he was looking at her soul. He bit his lip.

Suddenly, Moose fell to her side in hysterical laughter.

Camille was taken aback, her brows furrowing in confusion until she finally realized what was going on. She shot him a death glare. "That wasn't funny at all!"

"You should've seen the look on your face... Gosh, Cam. It was hilarious!", he said somewhere between his laughs. Camille bit her lip.

Oh, this boy.. This is boy is maddening! How in the world did she manage to tolerate him in the first place?, she mentally asked herself. He's insane. But then again, he was the one keeping her sane. Does that make sense?

Moose's laughter died down as he noticed how quiet she became. Biting back a laugh, he snuggled closer to her and wrapped her in his arms.

"Come on.. You know I would never do that against your will, don't you?", he said as he took her hand.

She rolled her eyes. "Well, we would never really know."

Moose gasped. "Ouch, Cam.. really? Do you think I'm that kind of guy?", he answered, feigning hurt though Camille was pretty sure he had taken at least the slightest bit of offense from it and she felt a little guilty for even saying that. "I mean, I know I tease you a lot, but I would never-"

"Moose, relax. I was just messing around.", she said before he could even start rambling. "I trust you, of course."

Moose smiled a grin. "Really?"

"Really, really.", she nodded. "I'm sorry to have made you think I have trust issues with you or something, but you should know by now that I trust you with all my life."

"Aww.. you're so cheesy Chameleon.", he teased, earning a glare from Camille as if saying, 'You just had to ruin the moment, don't you?'

Oh, he had already done it. Here I was, being all honest and everything and he just teases me for it? This is war.

"Yeah, and you..", she muttered as she held him by the wrist. "You.." she pulled herself on top of him, her legs on either side of his waist.

"Camille!", he laughed.

"..are a manipulative dork," she pinned him down.

"Chameleon?!"

"..who has nothing better to do in his free time.." she stooped low.

"Cam, what are you doing?"

"..than to tease me.", she finally said. He tried to break free of her hold.

"Don't move, or you're dead Alexander.", and she moves scarily close, gving him a taste of his own medicine. She teased him with an almost kiss before whispering, "You're going to pay."

Moose was out of breath and completely out of focus that it took him long to realize Camille's hands had already left his wrists and slowly travelling to his torso, then to his sides.

Tickle fight.

If there was something that the two of them always did together aside from dancing (and making out, but he wouldn't say that), it would be their tickle fights, but as often as it happens, he didn't like being the 'tortured' one.

Well, I guess I'd just take it like a man.

"Oh. No, you don't Camille.", he muttered calmly, though his hands still raced to stop hers. She smirked, smiling sexily.

This girl scares me sometimes. One second, she's innocent. Another second later, she becomes this temptress. Really. She's scary.

"Don't smirk on me Chameleon.", he said. "Sorry to rain on your parade but do you honestly think I'm still going to be affected by those evil fingers of yours?", he smirked. "I mean, would you look at your boyfriend's sexy body. I sure wouldn't feel a thing with my abs and all.", he said confidently.

"Ah well would you look at that? He's quite the tough guy now, isn't he?", she replied. "That's okay..", she muttered as she shifted her position and turned her back from him. "I mean, I do have other options left- Aaahh!", she squealed as Moose pulled her back so they're both lying down. Camille squirmed in his arms.

"Let me go!", she chuckled.

"Not my feet, Camille!"

"Not so much of a tough guy now, huh?", she said before forcefully trying to sit up.

"Chameleon!", Moose practically begged. "No, please just lay back now!", he said, still preventing her from fully sitting up and reaching his feet. Camille just laughed hysterically.

"Yeah, just laugh all you want Chameleon."

"Don't worry, I'll make sure you get your turn to laugh.", she said in between laughter.

"Chameleon!", he protested, sitting up and locked her in his arms, pulling him back down on the bed. "Camille.. Come on, please? Hey, did you know that tickling is a really cruel thing? In fact it was originally used as a torture method.", he stated. "Are you that mean to torture your gorgeous boyfriend?"

She chuckled. "You're such a nerd, but that's exactly my point and you're just giving me more reasons to do it, actually."

"Please Camille. Just don't. Look, I'll do anything. Anything."

"Anything?"

"Anything. Please.. Prettyplease?", he said with the whole puppy dog eye package.

She bit his lip. "Hmmm..", she paused for a moment. He pouted and she smiled, rolling her eyes. This boy. How could I resist that?, she thought.

"Alright, I guess we could come into an agreement.", she finally declared.

Moose sighed in relief. The Moose charm saves the day again. "So, what can I do for you m'lady?", he asked.

"I'm still undecided.", she shrugged. "But for now, you're off the hook Mr. Alexander.", she chuckled, winking as she sat up, but Moose stopped her from doing so.

"Stay.", he said.

She smiled and laid next to him, untangling her legs from his waist. Her foot began to affectionately rub his leg and he wrapped his arms around her. She closed her eyes as comfortable silence settled in.

"You could have killed me.", Moose muttered, breaking the silence, making her laugh. "Tickling is deadly, Cam. Deadly, I repeat. You could've murdered the Moose!"

"But I never did, did I?", she answered.

"Yeah.", he agreed. "I guess I'm just lucky you're so in love with me- Ow! Cam!", he protested as she started hitting him playfully. "What? It's true.", he claimed.

"Don't rub it in.", she chuckled, and they both laughed until comfortable silence settled in between.

She rested her head on his chest. "I...missed this.", she said, her voice laced with sincerity.

"Me too. You don't even know..", he muttered, drawing her closer as he suddenly remembered all those sleepless nights he spent longing for his girlfriend. He planted a feather-light kiss on her forehead.

For a moment, the both of them just stayed that way, taking in each other's warmth and presence, neither one saying a word. Moose just smiled to himself feeling very happy that she was there. He wouldn't want to be anywhere else in the world than with her.

"Going all mushy there, are we?", he heard her say, breaking him from his, indeed, mushy thoughts. He smiled. He truly loved his Chameleon.

"I love you.", he just answered.

"I knew it.", she laughed a bit. "I love you more.", she replied.

"Who's mushy now?", he chuckled.

"Shut up.", she mumbled. "Do you smell that?", she suddenly asked.

"Smell what?", he asked. "Is it the love in the air or your cinnamon hair?", he paused as he buried his face into her hair, inhaling like an addict. "'Cause I can definitely smell both."

She giggled. "Does love smell like something burning?"

"My love's burning for you, baby."

She almost rolled her eyes. "That's cute...but I'm being serious here, babe.", she looked up at him. "Something's burning."

His eyes widened after a second's moment of realization and he cursed under his breath as he swiftly got up, running outside his bedroom. Camille followed shortly behind.

"Damn, I just burned my dinner.", he muttered as she arrived at the kitchen.

"Whoa.. You're cooking?"

"Don't give me that look and that tone.", he muttered as he took the pan off the stove, making her laugh.

"California air makes you cook, huh?", she said as she walked up to his back, crossing her arms. "Hmmm.. Maybe I should stay here."

"It's more like the 'you-are-alone-so-cook-for-yourself' air.", Moose replied, chuckling until he was able to finally comprehend her last statement. He suddenly looked back at her. "Dang, if you stay here, I'll be more than willing to cook for you."

"You'll cook for me?", she smirked. "That's promising."

"You bet I will.", Moose chuckled.

"Well, okay."

Moose paused. "Okay?"

"Okay.", Camille repeated.

"What do you mean 'okay'?", he asked.

"O-kay."

"Okay?", he said slowly.

"I mean exactly what you're thinking right now, Moose.", she just answered.

Moose moved closer to her. "Really? 'Cause what I'm thinking right now is 'my-girlfriend-could-be-staying-but-I'm-not-so-sure-so-maybe-she-should-kiss-me-and-tell-me-she's-staying-'cause-I'm-rambling-in-my-head-right-now'."

"You read my mind.", she chuckled as her hand reached to play with his hair. "Guess what?", she whispered and gave him a quick kiss. "I'm staying."

"Are you kidding me?"

She shook her head. "You'll be damned if I'm kidding."

"But..but how.. Oh my god Cam.", he muttered, pulling her for an embrace. He twirled her a bit. "You just made me the happiest man alive."

She giggled.

"But what about your work, and Lena? What about-", he asked keeping her in his arms.

"Lena's okay with it, and I don't exactly have a job in Baltimore anymore.", she shrugged.

"The company has closed.", he mumbled in realization.

"Yeah, but I knew it was coming. I was ready for it.", she shrugged. "And on the bright side, I get to stay here.", she smiled.

"I agree.", he flashed a toothy grin. "And LA's bursting with many career opportunities. I'm sure you'll find something."

"I already have, actually. Child psychiatrist. It's the main reason I'm here."

"I should've known.", he smirked. "Typical Camille. Always one step ahead. And by 'main reason', you mean, main reason besides me?"

She chuckled. "Besides you."

He kissed her forehead as an idea formed in his head.

"Stay.", he whispered.

"I am staying, Moose."

"I mean, here. In my apartment."

"You want me to stay here? Us, living together?"

"Would that be okay?"

She bit her lip, and Moose just silently hoped it was a yes. "Well, uh.. I guess so?"

"Is that a yes or a no?"

"You'll still cook for me?", she asked with a mischievous smile.

A smile crept up to his face. "As long as you don't complain about having burned breakfast, lunch, and dinner.", he answered as he held her close. She laughed.

"As long as you don't burn the apartment, then, we have an agreement.", she giggled. Moose beamed.

"You had this all planned out, hadn't you?", he accused. "You come here, with everything all set up..", he clicked his tongue and shook his head. "Sneaky, sneaky Chameleon."

"Maybe.", she remarked. "Though I didn't plan this whole living together thing.. But I was hoping you'd ask."

She was hoping I'd ask, huh? How could I ever miss the chance? He smiled. "You know what? I love you. So much."

"I love you too.", she replied. "And you know what? You should really fix whatever it is that you were cooking.", she laughed.

"Are you kidding me? That's my specialty!", he exclaimed. "Nah. Let's just order something and hit the bed.", he shrugged. "The flight must've tired you."

Well, if that wasn't a really nice dream, I don't know what that is.

Moose smiled to himself, and he smiled even bigger as he felt an arm rest on his torso and his eyes trailed to his girlfriend's bare back.

It wasn't a dream, after all. Damn, Moose. You are one lucky man. And that was one heck of a sexy night, too. Yep, really lucky.

"You should really stop talking to yourself, Moose.", he heard her mumble.

He blinked. "I wasn't saying anything."

Camille looked up at him with a sleepy smirk. "Yes, you were.", she replied. "You're right though. It was a sexy night."

How did I ever get so lucky?

"I was thinking out loud, wasn't I?", he asked.

"Yup.", she grinned.

"Then you should know by now how luc-"

Camille sat up. "You're not the only one. I'm lucky too, you know.", she told him with a smile, before she went off the bed. He just stared at her with a smile on his face, feeling happy and contented. He'll definitely look forward to the days they'd spend living together.

"Off to shower?", he asked.

"Yeah, are you coming?", she asked.

He smiled. "I'll be there."

Again, how did I ever deserve this?

After their shower, Camille sat in the living room watching some television while Moose made breakfast, as promised. Agreement or not, he'll gladly do that for her. For as long as she's there, he'll take care of her.

"Any plans for today?", Moose asked.

"I'm probably just gonna get my stuff over my apartment."

"You have an apartment here in LA?", he asked in surprise. Now that he thought of it, he had only realized the lack of baggage she had the previous night.

"Well, technically, it's Andie's-"

"Whoa, wait, you mean you met up with Andie before me?!", Moose replied in even more surprise.

Camille chuckled. "Yeah, well I had to tell someone my plan before coming here, you know, so I won't get lost or something. And Andie just happened to volunteer to take me in for a while, at least until I'm settled, anyway."

"I can't believe Andie didn't tell me."

"Hey, there's this thing we call element of surprise. Besides, it all worked out in the end."

"That's a shame. I mean, I love Andie and all but I'm not really looking forward to sharing you with her today.", he muttered. "You know her, she's the big sister to both of us. She'll tease us to no end. It'd be like spending time with Tyler, or my Mom, maybe."

"Hey, Tyler's not that bad, and the same goes for Mrs. A.", she chuckled.

"You know she hates it when you still call her Mrs. A.", he chuckled. Ever since they got together, his mother insisted that Camille call her Mom as well since she reasoned that 'Camille's basically my daughter too, and she'll be my daughter in law and the future, anyway'.

"I know, I know, but that's beside the point.", she remarked. "Why do you complain anyway? You have plans or something?", she asked.

"Well, I was hoping to take you on a tour a-"

I knew it, she thought to herself. "Please, it's okay. That would be just expensive, not to mention, we'd both be really tired in the end and you have work tomorrow. Besides, Andie already took care of that.", Camille replied.

"Tch, that girl. Date plan stealer.", he mumbled. Camille chuckled.

"I'm perfectly okay with you here, Moose."

"I know that.", Moose answered. "I'm just.. I don't know. I mean there's really not much to do in here.", an idea suddenly popped into his mind. "Hey, actually I could take you somewhere, and it's not expensive or tiring at all. What do you say?", he grinned, wiggling his eyebrows. Camille just laughed.

"Fine, if you really insist.", she surrendered. "Good thing I brought an extra pair of clothes so we won't have to stop by Andie's for now. Where are we going?"

"We're just...going to meet some people."