AN: Are people still reading this? Anyhow, here's chapter 7.

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It has been a very pleasant day so far for the both of them. Red shared stories of his youth to Lizzie as they were fishing and she was completely enamored by them. She loved the way he told those stories. His voice filled with jubilation and his hands flailing around for emphasis.

They are on their way home now, walking at the beach, his arm looped around hers. It's around 4pm in the afternoon already and they are both exhausted evident in the pace that they are going. She is a bit worried for Red, she could hear him panting softly and she knows that he needs to rest for a bit. She was a bit hesitant when he asked if she wanted to walk home because she knows that he hasn't fully recovered yet from the gunshot wound he received.

"Why don't we stop here for a while Red? I need to catch my breath."She says out loud and slowly takes a seat on the sand.

"Alright." He replies and puts his hands on her shoulder for support as he takes a seat.

The weather was partly cloudy and with some indication that it might rain sometime later. Lizzie was searching her bag for the water that she packed earlier. Red is still concentrating on composing himself from all the walking.

"Here, drink this." Says Lizzie as she hands him some water.

"Ahh, thank you sweetheart."

'Sweetheart.' She thought to herself and showed a slight grin. She doesn't know what it is she feels about him and she doesn't what to address it right now. However, him calling her with endearing terms made her feel giddy inside.

"We need to go. I think it might start to rain."She heard him say. He was making a move to get up but she puts her hands on her shoulder to stop him.

"Few more minutes, I'm still catching my breath."She said.

He knows that she is doing this for him to get some rest.

"I know what you're doing Lizzie."He said.

"What?"She replied with a high tone.

"You heard me panting and now you're pretending to be out of breath to get me to rest."He said with a slight chuckle.

He actually found it quite endearing. He delighted in the fact that Lizzie feels the need to look after him.

"I don't know what you're talking about." She replied, smirking at him.

He waited for a few minutes and noticed that the sky was starting to get dark.

"We really must go now sweetheart. It's going to rain soon. We are only 5-10 minutes away."

"Oh, alright." She said jumping to her feet. "Let's go." Offering him her hand to help him up.

He grabs on to her hands and continues their walk in the same manner they did earlier. His arm looped around hers.

Droplets of rain were already starting to fall and they were still a half kilometer away from their house.

"We need to hurry or we might get sick."He said as he starts to quicken the pace.

"I can already see our house. Don't rush yourself."She replied

'Our house' Red can't help but smile when he heard Lizzie say those. Who would've thought that he'd be living in the same house as Lizzie. He would have preferred if the circumstances were different and they weren't being hunted by the FBI and the Cabal but he'll take what he can.

They arrived at their house slightly damped. They were greeted at the gate by Raul who looked quite worried.

"You should have let me pick you up after your fishing Raymond."

"It's fine Raul. We walked home. It's good for my recovery." Red replied.

As they entered the house Lizzie tells Red that she will take a shower. She suggests he do the same to avoid getting sick.

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