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WARNING: Heterosexual good times ahead.

They arrived at O Ya and were seated immediately. The eatery was lit low, giving off a romantic glow from candle light. They had ordered and made small talk as their food arrived.

"So Tyler, do you keep taking me to Asian themed restaurants because you think I'm Asian?" Hannah asked casually as she ate her sashimi and right as Tyler was sipping his water.

He slightly chocked on the liquid as he wasn't prepared for that question and by his guilty look she assumed she hit the nail on the head.

"Ummm…you're not?" he asked, hoping he didn't sound as racist as he thought he did.

"No," she said as she smiled to let him know she wasn't offended. "It's a common misconception but I'm not Asian. I do have some Japanese and Filipino ancestry but not enough for me to consider that part of my identity. My dad and his fathers are from Hawaii. So I'm Polynesian. I was born in Kahului…Maui," she said after he looked confused.

"Oh really? When did you move to Maryland?"

"Jonah was just born so I had to be about four or five. We moved to the mainland because my mother's medical bills had gotten out of control and we couldn't afford the cost of living anymore. Hawaii has insane cost of living expenses because everything is imported. So we moved to Fort Washington where we had some relatives."

"You don't really talk about your mother. I know all about your father and your brothers, where's your mom?"

"I don't talk about her because there's nothing to say about her. She's not in my life," she said succinctly and Tyler got the distinct impression he hit a sore spot.

"Fair enough. My dad's not in my life either," he admitted. He felt a little closer to her because they had both felt the pain of an absentee parent.

The rest of dinner went by more smoothly and Tyler got a shock when the check came and it said it had already been paid.

"What do you mean you already paid?" he asked Hannah when she explained the abnormal bill.

"I calculated the bill beforehand based on what you've ordered in the past and was able to accurately deduce what you'd order tonight. I must say I'm pretty impressed with myself. I'm within five dollars of the original total I guessed. I did add in tip plus variables but I'm going to let the waiter have the difference because his other customers have been inordinately drunk and rude."

"Hannah, I wanted to pay for things tonight, to make things special. I'm going ask the waiter to refund your money and put it on my card," he said a little frustrated that she had gone behind his back like she had.

"Yeah I figured you would and I got Jayne to put a hold on your card. If you try to swipe it anytime tonight, it's going to get declined."

"What? I thought you promised to not do stuff like that anymore."

"I did but I felt I had some leeway since you and the others had lured me to Ipswich under false pretenses."

Tyler had tensed at the accusation and he wondered exactly what she was referring to.

"Yeah I took a second look at the 'trust' that I had 'inherited.' Something seemed off from the get go and now that I know about my 'heritage' a lot of holes have been filled. So were you ever going to tell me your families added to the fund to lure me here or were you going to keep lying to me forever?"

Tyler's indignation was short lived as Hannah had a point. What she did was overreaching and sneaky but what he did was just as bad; he had no idea how to correct the situation and he was further confused because it seemed that she wasn't angry.

"Look Tyler, one thing you have to know about me is that I'm very independent. I've been one of the leaders in my household for a very long time, even during the time I've been schizophrenic. In fact, I really value my independence and don't like having to rely on others. Even without your family's contributions, the Hamilton estate would be enough for me to support my family and live comfortably for the rest of my life if I manage my money well. You don't have to pay for me like I'm some sort of charity case."

"That wasn't my intention at all."

"I know and I appreciate the thought but please understand that I'm uncomfortable with the amount of how much everything cost tonight. We've only known each other for a couple of weeks and I'm aware that what we plan tonight comes with a certain amount of intimacy; but I'm still uncomfortable with you spending all this money on me despite knowing that it's not a big deal to you. I want to feel like I'm part of this special night and not that you're paying me to be with you. I want to be with you. I don't like the feeling that I'm not contributing."

"I'm sorry, I never meant it to come out that way but I understand where you're coming from," he said, realizing that she wasn't like the spoiled rich girl's he was used to dealing with who expected and wanted the man to pay everything.

"And I'm sorry about lying to you to get you here. We didn't really know what else to do."

"I understand. I was mad at first but other than kidnapping me I don't think anything else would have made me come here. Who knows what I would have done if you told me outright. And I'm sorry for digging into your finances. Let's just make a deal to be honest with each other OK?"

"Yeah, I'd like that," he smiled, he liked knowing that she was OK with everything and was willing to take things in stride and not freak out. If they were going to be honest with each other, he felt that he ought to tell her that he was seeing someone other than her.

"In the spirit of honesty, I want you to know that I have been...seeing someone other than you. It's..."

"You don't have to give me details if you don't want to. I'm sure you don't want to hear anything about any other beau I might have. I just want to know that they're OK with our arrangement and that you're being careful."

He was relived to hear that because he wasn't sure he was ready to tell anyone else about him and Reid. He wasn't ashamed of the blonde or his feelings but he did worry that Hannah would react badly to a homosexual relationship.

He nodded to confirm that Reid was both aware of her and that they were safe. She smiled and was glad to hear that Tyler was not going to be pushing for monogamy and it made her conscience lighter knowing that she could pursue his blonde friend without feeling bad that he didn't have someone else.

The rest of dinner went a lot smoother and they were back in the limo to the second part of the date.

"So where are we going?

"It's a surprise."

Hannah was never one to sit back and let a mystery stand. She looked outside to get an idea but cursed that she didn't know her way around. They made their way out of the ritzy neighborhood of Back Bay and into a less populated area. She didn't realize where they were going until they passed by the entrance to MIT.

"Oh my God, we're going to MIT?" she asked excitedly. She didn't know what they were going to do but she was jubilant to be at her future school.

Tyler didn't acknowledge or deny her question but smiled at how happy she was.

"Did you know the MIT mascot is the beaver? It's nature's engineer...oh my God this is the Green Building! Are we seeing a planetarium show?" she asked as she figured out his intentions.

They had come to a stop and Hannah couldn't believe Tyler had somehow arranged for a private show for them. She all but skipped to the building and he let her run around like a kid high on sugar.

"Did you know it's called the Green Building because its principal donor was Cecil Howard Green. He was a British born American geophysicist and the founder of Texas instruments..." her babbling came to an abrupt stop when they got to the planetarium.

In the middle of the auditorium seating where two chairs decorated with satin covers and a fleece blanket. The same blanket they used when they saw the Geminids. He also had arranged for a steaming thermos full of what she suspected was hot chocolate.

"Tyler...this is incredible."

"You're incredible. Lets sit, the show is about to start."

They got to their seats and snuggled under the blanket as the ceiling illuminated with thousands of stars. Tyler was astounded that she seemed to be as familiar in astronomy as she was in every other subject.

"How is it that you seem to know everything?"

"I hardly know everything but..." she hesitated to admit why she was as knowledgeable as she was. Her history with mental illness was rarely something she ever talked about but she did promise him she'd be honest. She felt she could trust him and told him one of the reasons she was so well versed in many subjects,

"When I turned thirteen I was admitted to Shepard Pratt. It's a mental institution in Towson, MD. I was deemed delusional but non-violent so I had a lot of freedom while locked up. I've been considered 'gifted' since I was eight so I was used to a rigorous class schedule. To go from college level algebra and biology to basically nothing I got really restless. They didn't have the means to handle someone like me, so they let me have free reign of the library. I devoured book after book, taking everything in; trying to keep my mind from the hallucinations and turning into mush. So yeah I have an incredible inventory of miscellaneous facts but part of me wishes I could have had a normal childhood. Being admitted wasn't just boring but...it was very lonely."

"You don't have to worry about that anymore. You have me and Reid. We won't let you be tossed into some facility," he comforted her as he leaned down and kissed her.

She felt warmth engulf her, feeling how genuine he was and how good his hands felt as they ran through her hair.

"So why the planetarium? It's a really sweet date but I thought you didn't like seeing the Geminids."

"The meteor shower was fine; it was the freezing cold that I didn't like. I know you like stars and I wanted to do something extra for tonight. Not just the nice dinner and hotel. I wanted something that was you. And..."

"And what?"

"That night I realized how much I cared for you. I know that this whole thing started not too honestly and it was mostly out of selfishness to get you here. I admit that part of me thought it'd be really easy just to seduce you and it'd be no more than that. But I got to know you and I saw how caring and smart you are. How bright you light up a room and don't pass judgment on anyone. I want you to know that you mean so much more than just a cure to me."

"You're more than a cure to me too," she said, her voice heavy with emotion.

The initial show had ended and the stars were programmed to swirl slowly to romantic music. It was the perfect date, more than what she could ever envision with anyone.

"Would you have this dance with me, Ms. Takalua?" He asked as he stood up and held out his hand.

"I'd love to Mr. Simms."

His hands encircled her small waist and hers around his neck; her head leaned against his chest and she closed her eyes. Neither could remember being this happy and feeling so natural in someone else's arms. They were so wrapped in each other that they didn't notice they had lifted off of the ground and floated through the planetarium.

When Hannah finally noticed they were no longer bound to the earth, she gasped in fear and held onto him tighter.

"It's OK, I got you. I won't let you fall," he said with amusement. He was used to such things but he knew that her powers didn't include flying. He did enjoy the feeling of protecting her and he distracted her with a kiss. It started off softly but grew deeper. Heat grew between them and a familiar ache appeared between her legs. She knew he felt the same way from the feel of his hardness as he embraced her closer to him.

"Did you want to go see the New Year's fireworks downtown?" he asked, breathing heavily.

"No. I think we should make our own back at the hotel," she said looking him, pupils blown with arousal.

He didn't need to be told twice as he rushed them back to the limo and raced to the hotel.

Hannah giggled as they quickly made their way to their room and Tyler couldn't keep his hands or lips off of her. They didn't notice the hotel staffs smile at the young love as they passed through the lobby. When they got onto the elevator, they lost all sense of decorum and embraced each other fervently. He pinned her to the wall of the elevator while his hands ran the length of her legs, eager to feel more flesh. They made it to their floor and he picked her up bridal style and brought walked into their room.

He kissed her as soon as he put her down and unzipped the back of her dress. She caught the top before it could fall to the ground and she shyly said,

"I'll go get changed."

"OK," he simply said as she disappeared into the bathroom.

He quickly got undressed and into his black silk PJ bottoms and nothing else. He then used his powers to light the scented candles she requested that he set up around the room, setting a romantic glow in the suite.

Hannah changed into the negligee that Tyler had picked out and looked at herself in the mirror. It was a simple sheer white baby doll that tied in the front. The material separated in the front to reveal her flat stomach and revealed matching panties. With how the underwear was cut, she was happy she decided to get waxed. Although she was nervous she was so aroused there was no turning back. She needed to be with him, she knew that much. Cure or no cure, her body needed him.

She opened the door and her breath hitched in her throat at the sight. He was tan under the soft glow of candle light. His chest was perfectly muscled from years on the swim team, his stomach distinctively cut in a perfect six pack. His blue eyes almost glowed as he looked at her hungrily.

They said nothing as they came together in a frenzied kiss. As much as he loved the white negligee, he desperately wanted her out of it and have as much of her skin exposed to his touch as possible. He lifted her up and she automatically wrapped her legs around him, rubbing her womanhood into him; needing his touch as much as he needed hers.

He walked them to the bed and laid her down gently. He undid the bow that held the delicate material as if he was opening a precious gift. Her breasts were barely a handful but they were beautiful to him; firm and perky with a mouth watering dusty pink nipples begging for his lips.

Hannah arched her back in pleasure as Tyler took her breast into his mouth, reaching from her head to the tip of her toes. He reveled in her mewls of delight and gave her other breast the same attention. He kissed his way down her body, worshiping every inch he could get his mouth on. He slowly slid her panties down her long legs and hungered for her womanhood; her sweet scent of arousal assaulted his nose and he needed to taste her. As he gently opened her hesitant legs he saw that she had waxed for him but she wasn't completely bare.

"Is that a lighting bolt?"

"Yeah, they call it the 'Harry Potter.' I couldn't resist."

He grinned at how she could make something so dorky seem sexy. She was already so wet for him and he tasted her honey sweetness and he ran a tongue the length of her core. Her clit peeked out from its hood, begging for his touch and he happily obliged.

Hannah gripped the sheets, sensory overload washed over her body; the pleasure almost too much. She had never felt anything like it, even when she touched herself it seemed to pale in comparison to Tyler's.

He drank in her essence, noticing how different she was to Reid; her sweet taste on the opposite end of the blonde's saltiness. He loved both tastes and he couldn't imagine going on with his life without experiencing either of them ever again. He enjoyed the high gasps from her throat as he ran his tongue over her again and again, learning exactly how she liked to be stroked. He inserted a finger experimentally, trying to gauge how tight she was. He was not surprised when her breath hitched from just his finger. She didn't seem to be in pain but he could tell that she could feel his intrusion. He started to worry that his size would be a definite problem.

She felt him enter a finger into her and it wasn't uncomfortable but she could doubtlessly feel his presence. She wanted more of him but was afraid of how much it would hurt.

He inserted another finger trying to stretch her out as much as he could to prepare for him. He felt a resistance that stopped him from inserting his fingers past a certain point and knew it was proof of her innocence. The barrier of her virginity became too much for him to wait any longer and he shed his pants.

The sight of his proud hard cock sent another wave of heat through her, needing him to be inside her. The desire for him over rode any fear she had about his size and she lowly begged of him,

"Tyler…I need you."

He crawled over her and between her legs; leaning down to kiss her.

"Just let me know if I hurt you, OK?" he asked before the only thought of being inside her took over his mind.

She nodded her head and kissed him, giving him permission to finally enter her. He positioned himself at her opening and slowly inched his way in. He recalled the excerpt in the binder he gave her through his haze, telling him that entering her in one thrust was a very bad idea. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her and ruin this experience. So while it tortured him to enter her slowly, feeling her vice grip that was tighter than anything he's ever known; he controlled himself and went at her pace.

She felt herself stretch beyond what her body had ever been stretched. It was a sharp pain as he tore away her virginity, a pain all girls went through when they became women. She held onto him tighter, her nails digging into his back as the pain wracked through her.

He stopped when he saw tears run down her face and he was afraid that she couldn't take anymore.

"Should I stop?" he asked despite it was the last thing he wanted to do.

"No!" she replied as she held onto him to keep him from moving. While it was painful, she felt full and complete. Even though it hurt, she knew he was where he was supposed to be.

"Just give me a moment to adjust," she said and he kissed her tears away.

After a few seconds that seemed like an eternity to him, she told him it was OK to keep going. He finally made his way completely into her, at his hilt and he waited again for her to say it was OK. She was so tight it was almost agonizing but it was an erotic sort of pain. He could feel her muscles pulse around him as she got used to his size and invasion.

Hannah adjusted to his massive girth and soon she let nature take the wheel. Her body naturally reacted to his presence, her hips moving towards him; desperate for him to move inside her.

He got the message loud and clear, and he started to pump into her slowly as she got used to him. He lowered his head, taking a nipple into his mouth as he slid in and out of her, wanting to hear those beautiful moans as he pleasured her.

As he thrust in and out of her, he created a delicious friction that she couldn't get enough of. An energy built inside them that grew with every push and pull.

So lost they were in their ecstasy that they didn't notice a wind swirl around the room and blow out all the candles. They didn't hear the gales that pounded the window and ran through the trees. They didn't hear the flapping of the awnings; they were lost in their own world that they didn't notice anything but the ecstasy they brought to each other.

He picked up the pace and started to pound into her, Hannah's moaning his name driving him on. He nails dug into his back, leaving her marks upon his skin. He remembered Reid's words of marking her, making her his. He couldn't resist the span of flesh she bared to him as she threw back her head in rapture. The same spot he marked Reid as his, he gave to the witch.

The energy had built deep in her belly and when Tyler had bit her it's as if a dam broke. Her whole body tenses as she came, euphoria shuddering through her as she shattered in absolute bliss.

He felt her come underneath him and it set off a chain reaction of their magic. A connection opened between them and their magic flowed through each other. They had created a conduit where their souls touched. Her muscles milked his cock as she rode her orgasm out; pushing him over the edge and he came with a roar.

His pumps became slower as his seed emptied into her. It was another one of his marks upon her and he knew that even if he had to share her, no matter what; a part of her would always belong to him and no one else.

They opened their midnight eyes and stared at each other as they caught their breaths. Something beautiful and amazing passed between them and they had no words for it.

He leaned down to kiss her, remaining inside her because he was reluctant to ever leave the heaven between her legs. The only thought that he could produce was,

"Mine...my Hannah."

He cupped her face and he was amazed to see tiny bolts of energy dance over her skin, where he had touched. It was if his magic gravitated towards her and she absorbed it into her body.

Amazed, she ran her own hands down his arm and saw that her magic, a golden shimmer of light, misted over him; absorbing into his body. They felt a vitality inside of them that was unknown to them before and had no doubt in their mind this was what the Goddess had intended. They were a part of each other and filled a missing part of them they had always felt but didn't know what it was.

He eventually slid out of her but never lost contact as he lay beside her. She snuggled into the crook of his arm, still running her hands over him to give him as much of her energy as she could. She didn't know why she felt the urge to do it but knew it was something he needed.

A sense of peace settled over the lovers as they fell asleep in each others arms. They were complete, as they were meant to be.