Later on that night after the movie, he did as promised. She wanted to check her email and promised to join him in dreamland as soon as she did. However, she had to check on something first. Scott just happened to be watching her and couldn't help the smile on his face when he saw what she was doing research on. Shortly thereafter, she joined him in bed, and he pulled her to him.

"We'll take care of everything when we get to that point, okay?"

"Now how did you know what I was looking at?"

"Too much light in the room to sleep, plus I just love watching you. It already feels like you are a part of this place."

"I feel the same way. I can almost use the word hell to describe it."

He knew what she meant and it touched him she was using the word to describe it in a good way.

"I know this is a sensitive subject for you, but not every place you call that word has to be hell. You can just refer to there as hell and the place you live or here as the other word."

"I've thought about that, especially today, and I agree, but I don't think I'm ready to do that quite yet."

"That's perfectly fine with me. Whatever you feel comfortable with, is what we'll do. Any time that changes though, let me know. Okay?"

"Right now, I feel comfortable here in this bed, right at hell, with you."

"Baby…"

"I'm trying."

"I know you are, you're trying so hard and I love you even more for it."

"I love you."

"I love you too baby."

With that, she curled up in his arms and went to sleep. He watched her for a minute, very easily imagining what it would be like to wake up next to her every day for the rest of his life. He woke up the next morning smelling breakfast cooking. He smiled. Yep she definitely belonged here. Breakfast was something he hardly ever cooked for himself. If he ate it at all, he would usually grab something from McDonald's or similar to it. He stood in the doorway to the kitchen just taking it all in. Suddenly he heard her voice.

"I was hungry."

"I'm not complaining baby. Just enjoying the view."

"You like watching me cook?"

"I like watching you do anything, especially when you're proving my point."

"Remind me again."

"That you are a part of this house. You're treating it as if you live here already."

"I don't mean to..."

"No baby, you are more than welcome to, believe me. I want you to, more than anything."

The last part came out as a whisper. She scooted the sausage over to the other burner and walked over to him, her hand going to his cheek.

"So do I Scott. So do I."

She kissed him gently and went back over to the stove. After they finished breakfast, Scott loaded the dishwasher and they just lay in the bed looking at each other.

"You're conflicted about something. What is it?"

Whether or not to make a rash decision or be patient about something. Either way will end in the same conclusion, but if I do it too soon, things may not necessarily work out as I hope for them to."

"Can I help?"

"I'm not sure baby."

"Can I try?"

"Sure."

"Is what you're going after worth the risk of losing it if you do it too fast? If not, the safe bet is being patient so in the end you don't lose what you're apparently trying so hard for."

"You're worth the risk of almost everything. The one thing I couldn't handle is losing you."

"You want me here with you that badly?"

"I would surgically attach you to my hip if I could baby."

"That would so suck because you couldn't make love to me, or kiss me or anything."

"Alright smartass."

"Look. I want to be here with you too. However, when I do, I'm not leaving. So when we decide to do this, both of us better be ready to withstand each other until the end of time. Until then, can we enjoy the time we have?"

The look on Scott's face spoke volumes. One simple sentence touched her more than anything he had ever said to her.

"You are my fairy tale."

"Do you know how much that moves me yet scares me at the same time?"

"Why does it scare you baby?"

"I'm afraid I won't live up to it."

"You already have."

Suddenly Lisa's phone rang, and she sighed heavily.

"Always at the most inappropriate times Mom."

Sure enough it was Ericka.

"Yes mom."

"Enjoying your getaway?"

"Too much, I don't want to leave."

"Oh you're gonna come back if I have to come get you myself."

"For now."

"That subject has already been broached?"

"Several times."

"Damn girl. There is a reason I'm calling."

"And that would be?"

"You got an interesting letter today from Def Jam."

"Interesting how?"

"You have been invited to join the man himself on stage and sing it with him when he is in Montgomery, AL the last Friday in April."

"Holy shit."

"Exactly what I said."

"Ericka, seriously, what do you think I should do?"

"You know I think you could sing professionally if you wanted to, but it's up to you baby."

"Fuck. How long do I have?"

"Two weeks. It is the beginning of February after all. I just thought of something. You two will be together for Valentine's Day."

"I honestly didn't think of that, but I like it. The other I'm gonna have to give some serious fucking thought on. It's one of those double edged swords for me."

"I know sweetie I know."

"Hell, I've actually been using the code word in a good way the last two days. I've actually got to say it if I do this."

"I know. Think about it. You've got two weeks."

"Oh I know."

"OK I'll let you two love birds get back to making out now."

"We weren't yet."

"He's good for you. He really is."

"I know. Too good."

"I'll talk at you later. Take care of you."

"Take care of you."

When Lisa closed the phone she again sighed heavily and lay back on the bed closing her eyes. When she opened them again, Scott was puzzled by what she said.

"It's not working Luda."