Disclaimer: I do not own the 7th Heaven characters at all although if I did the series would have ended in a different way.

Chapter 4

What the hell? Why did it have to end that way? Why did they have to die? I was so angry I threw the book across my room.

"Ow. I guess I taught you well."

I looked up to see Martin standing in the doorway. I'd hit him in the head with the book. I started laughing, I couldn't help it, it was kinda funny.

"Oh you think that's funny do you?" Before I knew it Martin was tickling me.

"Martin stop! Stop." I kept saying it over and over, not being real convincing because I was of course laughing, and although Martin didn't know it, I enjoyed it, because I had dreamed of Martin touching me like this for the longest time. It was right of one of her dreams.

He couldn't believe that he was playing with Ruthie like this. Tickling someone was such a juvenile thing, but it felt so right doing it with Ruthie. Her skin was so soft and she smelled so good. Hearing her laughter was like listening to music it was so beautiful. Suddenly he was face to face with her, and they were really close. He wanted to kiss her and would have had Sam and David not walked up.

"Ruthie. We're hungry."

"Mom left some money for us. Do you wanna order a pizza or go to the Dairy Shack for dinner?"

"Well…"

"I wanna go to the Dairy Shack." pronounced David

"Well Sam, do you wanna go to the Dairy Shack?" Ruthie asked hoping he would say yes.

"Sure, but I want Martin to come with us."

"I'm sure Martin has better things to do on a Friday night than go to the Dairy Shack with us."

"Actually if you don't mind I'd really like to go with you. I'm kinda bored."

Ruthie was happy he didn't have a date for a Friday night, but then again he could always have one for tomorrow.

"Ok, guys give me a minute to freshen up and change out of my pajamas. I really did expect you guys to say pizza. I'll meet you downstairs in 15 minutes."

Ruthie looked in her closet and chose her favorite jeans. The ones with the rips and holes in them that her mother hated, but unlike most girls who bought them like that, Ruthie's were from her actually wearing them so much. Then she decided on her vintage Sleeping Beauty movie poster tee. It had been her favorite movie as a little girl. She put on clear lipgloss, brushed her curls, and put on a pair of flip flops.

Martin thought she looked good in those shorts, long sleeved shirt and her Ugg boots, but when she came down the stairs she looked beautiful. True she was still dressed down, but that was made it so fucking sexy. There weren't many girls who could look beautiful dressed down like that. He knew he shouldn't be thinking about her like that but that was how he felt. He'd much rather spend his Friday night with her, even if her brothers were with them, than with any girl in the entire world.

"Ok, I'm ready to go."

"Martin said he'd drive us." Sam announced.

"Well that's very nice of him."

"It's no problem, I heard it was gonna storm later."

They all piled in the car and drove to the Dairy Shack. David decided he wanted to get chicken strips, but Sam had said he'd wanted a chili dog. 'Eh, good thing David has to sleep with him and not me.' Ruthie thought.

When they got there, there was a line, and Martin said he'd be right back, that he had to go to the bathroom. They got to the front of the line and Sam and David ordered, Ruthie was about to order when these guys came up to her.

"Hey sweet thang, what are you doing tonight?"

"Yeah, you wanna come home with me?"

Martin walked out of the bathroom just in time to see them harassing Ruthie. He wouldn't allow that to happen. He started to get mad, and was about to go over there and punch the guys lights out. He saw him grab Ruthie's ass, and he saw red. But before he could even do anything he saw Ruthie punch the guy with all of her strength.

The guy fell so hard on the floor it was hilarious. It served him right for grabbing her ass.

"For your information penis breath I'm babysitting my brothers and I even if I wasn't I would never give a guy like you a chance because all you ever do is objectify women. You're the type of guy who thinks he's a pimp when in real life no one respects those kind of people and I have no idea why you'd want to emulate one of them. And in case you don't know what emulate means, as I'm sure you don't because your brain is probably the size of a walnut, it means copy. So why don't you run along home before I kick you in the nuts." Everyone in the restaurant started clapping. Turning to the cashier she said, "I'd like the double cheeseburger with mayo and onions, French fries and a chocolate shake."

Wow. Ruthie didn't need Martin at all. He couldn't help but bust out laughing as the guy ran out of there faster than he'd ever seen anyone run.

"Ruthie that was amazing. I was about to come and do that myself, but it looks like you can take of yourself and you don't need me at all."

Ruthie wanted to say, 'I do need you Martin, much more than you'll ever know. After they ate, Martin took them home and walked them inside. Ruthie put on a movie for the twins and decided to go upstairs and start on her story.

"Thanks for coming with us Martin. It was really nice of you. I'll see you later."

"Right, see ya later."

Martin left and thought about earlier, it's nice that Ruthie can take of herself, especially since he knew he'd never be able to take care of her the way he wanted, but some part of him wished she did need him. He walked up to his room to lay on his bed and think about Ruthie like he did every night.