Billie's POV

I took a cab, even though it wasn't that late, it was a bit far. Nora had a bit of a troubled soul due the lost of her son and how her husband, my teeth gritted at the thought of Charles Montgomery, did that… thing to the baby. Only a few hours with her and I wanted so badly to comfort her and give her some peace, it was a weird feeling since I have never felt like that with anyone. I caught myself thinking of what happened just a few minutes before.

"Billie, can you come back tomorrow? It feels good to have some company." Nora asked me with pleading blue eyes, I had a few things to do, but I had a feeling that I should come. To be honest, I wanted to come. She looked so fragile and broken.

"I- I will manage to come here somehow." I said, unsure of how I'd make it, but I would. She then gave me a bright smile and I knew it was worth it. "I promise."

"Stupid." I muttered, the cab driver looked at me weirdly. "Oh, no, I'm sorry, sir. It wasn't you." He let it go. I sighed and looked outside the window. I wasn't supposed to be like this, to feel like this, but she needed a friend, right? And it looked like I was the only one she had. Tonight would be a long night.

Nora's POV

I waited for what seemed like an eternity, as ironic as it sounds, it did felt like that. I walked around the house, playing with my fingers. I was excited yet so anxious and nervous, I had no idea why. The only thing I was aware of is that wanted her to come soon. I even asked the maid, Moira, to clean up the place where we would stay; she didn't complain much, neither did I. I didn't know if she would come, but I hoped she did. After all the broken promises of a good life and a plenty motherhood of Charles, I believed she would come. Through the windows I could see the sunset; it was getting later and later, she still wasn't here. I felt a bit of disappointment as I waited for her on the front porch. The moon rose. I sighed. As I went to the basement, I heard something outside. I felt someone entering the house; I looked to see a Billie Dean walking towards the front porch. I knew it. She wouldn't break her promise.

Sarah's POV

I had to rush. I was shooting and I kept looking at my watch, I needed to hurry. Shit. I was scared Nora would lose her hopes, that the only person where she found a friend, let her down. And I wouldn't admit to myself, but besides all that, I wanted to see her. I just… needed to see her.

As soon as the director said that we were done for today, I rushed and grabbed my purse, where I had the most important things, anything left behind I'd be able to get tomorrow or on Monday morning. I took a cab and went straight to the house, as soon as I entered the gates, I saw a shadow on the window. I knew it was Nora. She was waiting for me.

Before I could even ring the bell, the door opened up and Nora greeted me with a smile. "Hello, Billie."

"Hello, Nora. May I come in?" I couldn't help but smile back, her smile was really beautiful. The type of smile that was contagious.

"Yes, yes. Of course you may." She opened the door wider and I entered the house.

When we got downstairs where Nora stayed, her private place, there was a bed, I had noticed yesterday, only now everything seemed like someone had cleaned up the place. I arched an eyebrow and looked at Nora, who was right beside me "You cleaned everything up?" I asked, confused.

"Oh, yes. I asked the maid to clean it up for me since I would have someone coming over. It is very uncomfortable for you as a guest to have the place full of dust and for me as a hostess not to have everything established." She seemed nervous, but I let it go.

"You didn't need to, though. I didn't mind, really."

"It is no problem, Billie Dean. Now you will comfortably sit or lay, whichever makes you feel better, on the bed and won't sneeze, right?" Nora laughed softly, reminding the previous events of last night; I sneezed at least five times, but it didn't bother me, really.

I sat on the bed and she sat by my side. It felt awkward so I decided to break the silence "How was your day?"

"Um, I guess I have been waiting for you all day. It was a bit lonely since I do not really have anything to distract myself in this house, but I knew you would come to visit me, so I waited. Now you're here." She gave me a smile that almost looked like a child. She looked so innocent that way, her eyes were blue calm lakes and her skin was so white. She reminded me of a blonde and more beautiful version of Snow White. Stop. You can't think about her like that. Stop, Billie Dean Howard. Thank God, her voice interrupted my thoughts. "What about your day? Has it been good?"

"It was busy and mostly tiring. I had a lot of work to do and as soon as I was free I came running. I was worried you thought I wouldn't come. I didn't want you to think I was unfaithful. I was afraid you thought I would break the promise, I don't want that. I want you to feel safe when it comes to me ." I didn't realize I was rambling and she looked at me with those blue eyes, "I want you to see a true friend on me." I quickly completed.

Nora's POV

"Oh" I felt a little sad when Billie told me she wanted me to see a true friend on her. No, it was not that I was being ungrateful. I appreciated that she wanted my comfort and relief, but I still felt a bit sad, I did not know why. Why just a true friend? She saw my disappointment and grabbed my hand between hers. "Is everything okay, Nora?" She asked.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I got a little distracted." It wasn't much of a lie, I was distracted. Billie Dean's gestures made me distracted, the way she lighted up the world by her presence alone made me distracted and, most of all, her chocolate eyes made me distracted. They were so different from mine, so warm, so inviting. They were different from anything I have ever witnessed.

We spent all night talking about wonderful, marvelous stories and even the funny, peculiar stories about Billie herself. She got more and more tired as the night came, her eyes eyelids got heavier and heavier. "Would you like to sleep? It is too late for you to go home." I said, tentatively.

"Do you mind? If I stay?" She looked insecure, I smiled at the sight.

"Of course I don't, Billie Dean! What a silly question." I shook my head and she smiled at me. "Lay down." I said softly and she did as I told.

"Would you- Would you mind staying here with me?" Billie asked, chewing on her bottom lip.

"Of course I wouldn't mind." She laid down. She soon was asleep, I felt her moving, coming closer to my body and I tensed. I looked over my side only to be grated with a sleeping Billie Dean. My body relaxed and instinctively I put my arm on her waist. I felt the urge to protect her from any evil, any bad thing on that house. She looked so fragile in my arms; she came closer and closer to my body. Oh, my darling, I wouldn't mind. I wouldn't mind at all staying with you.