"Harry, this is so cool!" Chloe cheered when she saw the guest room. There was a big sized double bed, but what caught her interest was an enormous picture on the vacant wall. It was the self-adhesive wallpaper, the kind which goes all the way from the ceiling to the floor.

It must have been made from an original photo and the sight was amazing. It presented the sunset on the beach. Colors were mostly red and thousands shades of orange with some black shapes.

"You are right honey, I like this one too." Harry smiled.

Rachel looked around and put down her bag with a small sigh.

"I don't get why to put this on the wall when all you have to do is stick your nose out and you can see it for real."

Harry shrugged. Big sister is a big sister. You can't argue with her and expect a good outcome. "Yeah, um...Bathroom is on the opposite side of the hall. There are some fresh towels in the cupboard. And make yourself at home."

Perry chose this moment to come back with the drinks. He'd never considered himself voyeuristic, yet he hesitated just behind the door so he could listen to the dialogue inside.

Chloe was busy unpacking her small backpack and laying all the things neatly on the bedside table.

"Really Harry, this whole house seems so expensive. From both outside and inside. In fact, I'm surprised the fucking handles aren't from gold or something like that. That's so weird." She made a face and Harry didn't know how to respond.

Perry just wanted to clench his fists. Unfortunately he was still holding the tray, so he couldn't.

"You never had so much money Harry, in fact you still owe me some, so that means it's all his." She put a little too much accent on the word 'his'."

Harry drew in some air to form an answer, but was cut off by his sister again.

"And what did you tell me that he's doing? Detective? That couldn't give him so much money." She stated.

Perry was very close to throwing the drinks on the floor, but restrained himself.

"He's private and we are in L.A. Don't ask me why people like to spend so much money on their lost partners and cheating husbands." Harry shrugged.

"Better tell me about yourself. How's Jeff?"

Before she had time to answer, Perry knocked on the door and then went in. He set the tray on the table by the window and Chloe spurted for her mug. Perry looked from Rachel to Harry and sighed.

"I have to go. Stakeout." He explained and turned to Harry. "Don't burn the house, don't try to drive my car and don't drown in the sea together with Chloe." Harry knew it was just Perry showing his concern and acting like himself, but to stranger like Rachel it might have sounded harsh.

Perry could feel the evil look, which she threw in his direction and had to hold himself back instead of telling her to go to hell.

He almost kissed Harry good-bye, but caught the movement soon enough. It pissed him off - having to hide his affection. Just for Harry's sake he managed.

"Bye!" He waved at Chloe, who smiled and waved back. Perry stormed out of the room and went towards the door.

"I'll be right back!" Harry shouted at his two guests and ran out of the room after Perry.

"Wait!" He yelled from the porch. Perry was already on the street, but turned back as Harry jogged towards him.

"I'm sorry. I had no idea she would be like this." He paused. "She's really great sis. We had a lot of fun together as kids.."

"Don't be sorry, it's your sister and no one chooses their family."

"I know but still I don't like to see you so pissed." Harry whined.

"It's just for two days, isn't it? Then they will leave and everything will be back to normal, right?" Perry said hopefully.

"Okay. And Perry?"

"Hmm."

Harry kissed him gently on the lips. "Thanks."

Back in the house he found Chloe on the couch, playing with her Robocop toy. It made him smile.

"Where's mom?"

"In the kitchen, I think. She's preparing herself some toast."

Harry went to find Rachel, who was looking through the kitchen cupboards. "Need help?" He asked.

"Nope, everything is fine." She smiled. "Harry, I'm really glad to see you again." She hugged him tightly.

"Chloe doesn't know anything about your prison past and I'd like to leave it that way, okay?"

Harry nodded. "Sure."

"So tell me now, when she's out of earshot. How it's possible that you haven't call one single time during the last year or so to beg for money or help? And don't tell me everything's changed since you've moved here." She gave him a knowing look.

"I'm not sure, okay? Something just must have happened. I'm happy now." No. He wouldn't tell her about Perry!

Her eyes scrutinized him thoroughly, but she didn't say anything so Harry continued.

"Perry gave me a job, so now I have my own money. Don't look at me that way. It's legal, okay? I don't steal shit anymore." He stuttered.

"Yeah, this 'Perry' is also weird. What kind of guy has colored napkins in his kitchen?" She pointed to the counter.

Harry couldn' t help but smiled. "Perry-kind of guy, I guess."

"You like him? Look how he's treating you! I heard what he'd said before he left. All orders."

That made Harry's brows furrow. He never thought about Perry like this. And since they started 'dating' all Perry's words were sweet to him, no matter what.

"Um, I don't mind him. He's not that bad, really."

They had to end their discussion, because Chloe came to the kitchen, the Robocop dangling from her little hand. "Can we go to the beach now? Please!"

Both adults smiled at her. It was Harry, who answered. "Sure thing, sweetie."

~tbc

Thanks for reading!

I hope to have the next part up in two days! *growls at midterms*