No matter how hard she tried she just couldn't sleep. Everything about the conversation that they had broke her heart. Looking over at the clock it showed 2:02 am. She sighed softly as his arm was draped over her. Slowly climbing from under his arm she made her way out of the room and down into the kitchen. She had no idea how she was going to explain this to her parents but at that point and time, that was the furthest thing from her mind. Grabbing the bottle of pain reliever and a glass of water she headed back to the bedroom and placed them on the stand next to the bed. Grabbing an extra blanket out of the corner she headed over to the chair, sitting down in it and pulling the blanket over her. Closing her eyes she started to relax a bit and slowly drifted off to sleep.

Moving around a bit he started to wake up. He rubbed his eyes a bit trying to get his bounds. Opening his eyes slowly it took him a minute to realize where he was. Tracy's house. The pounding headache reminded him of just what he had been up to that night and the awful smell did not help either. He was never doing this again. Sitting up on the bed he turned the small desk light on and once again rubbed his eyes before looking at the clock. 2:30 am. He looked over at Trace sleeping soundly in the chair. Wow did he feel like an ass. He came over to her house drunk and kicked her out of her bed. He would so owe her so much after this. Sighing softly he opened the bottle of pills and took two with the glass of water. Getting up slowly he tip toed down the hall to the bathroom. Walking inside he turned it on and slowly got in inhaling deeply. The pain was stinging as the hot water fell on his back.

Tracy woke up and looked over at the clock. 2:42 am. Thank god they didn't school tomorrow. Her eyes moved over to the bed to check on him realizing that he wasn't there. Getting up from the chair she went into the hallway. He wouldn't have gone home would he?" Her fears calmed down as she heard the shower stop. Walking over to the door she seen that it was cracked open just a bit. He had a towel around his waist, his hair was a mess and his back was so bruised that she just wanted to cry. She didn't plan on opening the door but before she could stop herself she was stepping inside. Her heart seemed to melt when he looked back at her.

"I'm sorry." Her face flashed a crimson red color. "I shouldn't have come in here." She tried to move but she couldn't. She just sadly looked at his back. "I'm sorry."

"No Trace. It's okay." He watched her for a minute then turned his face back to the mirror.

She held out a pair of pants. "I brought you these. I thought it would be better to sleep in something besides school clothes. I got you a towel too but I see that you already have one. " She laughed a little trying to break up the tension that seemed to fill the air.

"Yeah they were in the closet. I didn't want to make your room smell any worse than it already did. Thanks for the medicine." He sighed softly "Trace I am really sorry about coming here and..." He rubbed his head looking at his reflection in the mirror. He didn't see himself. He didn't really know what he saw. "bothered you."

Talking a deep breath she sighed softly. "You didn't bother me. You never could so don't think that." She finally moved closer to him. Her fingertips gently moved over the bruises on his back. She watched him wince and couldn't help but feel a tear come down her eye. How could anyone ever hurt him? She leaned in loving kissing the purple and blue marks that seemingly covered his entire back. "Link you could never bother me." She continued in between kisses.

Sighing softly he relaxed under her touch. Her fingers and lips felt like magic. her closed his eyes as he felt her hands move around his waists resting against the cotton of the towel. He could feel her tears against his skin as he wrapped his hands over hers. His body just needed any connection with hers. There was no else in the world he would rather be but he knew that if either of the Turnblad's came walking through that door he wouldn't be able to explain. He would be banned from the house which would be perfectly understandable. He would feel the same way if he walked in on his daughter in the same position. "Babe, as much as I wish we could stay like this if you parents walk in." He sighed softly feeling her arms slip from him.

She knew he was absolutely right but she didn't want to leave him go. She never wanted to leave him go again. She never wanted to see the pain he suffered tonight again. She slowly pulled her arms away watching him turn to face her. She slowly exhaled the breath that she had been holding looking him over and suddenly realizing the only thing covering him was the towel. Once again her cheeks turned a bright shade of red. "Link... I'm sorry. I should not have just barged in her on you like this. I'm sorry. Here are these pants.. I will be out there." She went to grab the door to walk out.

"Don't leave." He said simply. "I mean it is your house. You can stay wherever you like."

She watched back on the sink slightly his gaze shifted over her. His Link Larkin demeanor from TV was staring a whole right through her. His eyes full of something she couldn't put her finger on. She watched as he let him eyes roam her entire body and licked his lips.

"It's just a towel baby." He smirked. "Just a thin layer of material. You can stay." He turned away from her and dropped the towel to the ground. He watched her face in the mirror studying every part of it. He watched her eyes continue to look above his waist never looking down.

Tracy stood there closing her eyes for a minute before looking at the wall. Her heart was racing fast, pounding in her chest. She wanted to be a good girlfriend and not look but she couldn't help it. Her eyes wandered down his entire body. Wow she mouthed as she watched him put the pants on and turned to face her.

"Like what you see?" He asked as his perfect abs glistened with the water from the shower.

"Uh..." Those words snapped her out of her trance. It suddenly got really hot in there."Yeah... No." She blushed and then laughed.

"I made you laugh at least. Not my intended plan but at least you are smiling." He flashed a smile at her. "Trace I have no idea what I would do without you."

She walked over and wrapped her arms tightly around him. "Well that is something that you will never have to worry about. I am not going anywhere. Ever." She leaned in kissing him softly her hands resting gently on his back.

With that kiss his head was swirling. Not ever in his life did a kiss effect him so much. He deepened in groaning into her mouth, parting her lips and sliding his tongue in to meet hers. He never wanted anyone or anything more than he did the girl before him. She had made his life better. She had made him better. She was his rock. She was his best friend and most of all she was going to grow old with him. No matter what the world might think. The night didn't start out the way he planned, nor did it ever. But it ended up right where he longed to be. With her.