I didn't know how to feel about this new information. On the one hand, maybe this John boy knew something that we didn't. On the other hand, Dave had never mentioned that he was bisexual. I had never asked, but in my defense that isn't usually a question you ask out of the blue. So, instead of reacting in any sort of way, I just stared at Dave, my mouth slightly open. It was awkwardly silent for a minute before Dave spoke again.

"You know, I don't really like that you're being quiet, its fucking nerve wracking. Can you tell me what you're thinking?" Dave seemed slightly uncomfortable, and when I caught a glimpse of his eyes over his shades, I couldn't stay whatever I was at him.

"Well, I guess I'm just a little shocked and a bit hurt. Why wouldn't you tell me something like that? I mean, we've told each other everything." I admitted, lifting his arm to go around my shoulders. "I mean, how would you feel if you suddenly found out that I had kissed another girl before or something?" I glanced over at him and he had on his traditional smirk and I smacked him playfully. "You would like that, wouldn't you? You pervert!"

Dave chuckled and kissed my temple. "You're the one who brought it up," he said with a shrug.

"Look, I just… Give me some time to think about how I feel. I promise I'm not mad, though." I told him, leaning my head on his shoulder.

"Alright, whatever, what do you want to do then?"

"I just want to enjoy being here right now. Tomorrow we can worry about this ex-boyfriend crap."

"Not tomorrow," He told me suddenly. "Tomorrow's our one month, Jade. I got some shit planned to go down tomorrow. Taking you out to a very classy and unironic restaurant for dinner."

"Then after that, we'll get started." But I was panicked. I hadn't even realized that tomorrow was any sort of anniversary. I had never dated before, and I wasn't aware that you actually celebrated something like that. I hadn't gotten Dave a gift or anything. Oops.

I ended up just picking him up an old record in reminder of our first date when he first kissed me and a new pair of sunglasses. His pointy shades weren't really his style and the round ones complimented his face more.

After wrapping them in a plain red bag, I began to get ready, taking care to look my best. I had no idea what exactly he had planned for dinner. For all I knew, we were taking another trip to Olive Garden. I wore a simple black dress and actually put my contacts to good use. It was strange having my eyes so vulnerable like this, but I figured it would be a great touch.

Dave was on time, as usual. When I climbed in the car, Dave leaned over me and I expected a kiss. What I didn't expect was for him to tie something around my eyes, preventing me from seeing. "Oh ha ha, Dave, so very funny. I'm going to take this off now…"

"Nah keep it on." Dave said calmly as he took my hands in his and placed them in my lap. "It's part of the surprise."

"I swear, Dave, if you take me to Olive Garden again…"

But all I heard was a deep chuckle as he shut the door.

Dave ended up being true to his word. He took off my blindfold inside and I instantly realized where we were. "Capri," I whispered, spotting all the waiters in tuxedos running from table to table. It was one of those places that you just instantly knew, even if you had never been there.

Dave chuckled as he put his napkin on his lap. "Yeah, I knew you'd like it. Order whatever your little heart desires. Money is no object to a Strider. Just don't get the lobster. That shit's out of season."

I couldn't help but giggle as I looked at the menu. There wasn't even lobster on the menu. I ended up just getting a glass of wine and some pasta. There was no going wrong with pasta. As Dave ordered, he seemed a bit off. I didn't realize even notice him or even our waiter for that matter. I was too absorbed in what was going on around us.

After our waiter left, Dave stared at me across the table, his mouth open slightly. "What?" I asked curiously.

"What?" He repeated. "Did you not just recognize who the hell our waiter was?"

I shrugged sheepishly. "I wasn't actually paying attention. I've never actually been inside this place, so I was paying more attention to the scenery than to our waiter. Why, was it one of your past girlfriends or something?" I teased gently.

"John," Was all he said, which caused my eyes to widen.

"John? Are you sure that was John?" I didn't want to ambush a poor look alike and get kicked out of this place before I even got to try the food.

Dave nodded solemnly. "When he was taking the menu, our fingertips touched, and we had a flashback. Scared the shit out of him, really, which is why he rushed away so fast. It was when he and I were a thing, you know?"

My face heated up and I nodded. I couldn't figure it out, but thinking about them made me uneasy, but I wasn't jealous.

"Anyways, buck-toothed wonder there was freaked out, took the menus, and ran like hell."

I couldn't help but giggle as I spotted the man of the hour shakily carrying our drinks back to us on a round tray. "There he is," I whispered to Dave, watching him dodge a rush of other waiters.

"And here are your drinks," John mumbled nervously, shakily setting down the drinks. As he set down Dave's, though, it started to tip over. The three of us reached over to stop it from falling, and our hands touched. I was starting to get used to this thing.

I could feel the cold, even though I wasn't actually there. I watch as Dave and John tussle around in the snow. Dave was trying to shove snow into John's face, while John was just trying to throw snow in any which direction. Against the house, there leans a blond girl, but I can't seem to remember her name. I turn back to see that John has managed to send a snowball past Dave and towards me.

Before I could even process it, I was hit, straight in the face. The two of them stopped and stared. They knew they were in trouble. Chuckling, I picked up an armful of snow. "You have ten seconds head start," I warned them. It didn't even take them a second to process what I had said before they started running, both trying to pushing the other down in some sort of sacrifice.

I chase after them, laughing as I pelt them with snow. It's fun and carefree, and even the blond by the house is laughing, despite the serious aura she gives off. Despite the carefree attitudes, I can sense something tense in the air, as if we're waiting for something. As we start on the snow angels, we get it.

I don't know what it is exactly, but I came to just as it stabbed me in the chest.

I panted heavily, sweating dripping from my face. I touched my chest, which was tight from where I had just been stabbed. Everything was still in place. Dave was pale as he reached his hand towards me, to make sure I was okay. "It was just a flashback," I assured him quietly.

John just stared for a moment, his eyes wide. "Jade? Dave?" He whispered. So he knew us, too. "We've finally found you! Oh, she'll be so excited, to know we can get this all sorted out!" He's excited now, and I can't help but giggle.

"Who's she?" I asked curiously.

"My girlfriend, Rose, she was the one by the house in that flashback. If you two don't mind staying until the end of my shift, I can take you back to meet her and we can explain what we know so far."

"Woah, trying to get us to second base already, huh?" Dave asked smoothly. He was already back to normal, it seemed. "You'll have to treat the two of us to dinner before you get us back to your place."

John laughed. "Not even I get a decent discount here, Dave."