"You need to tell me what happened," Rebecca said and smiled at me in the darkness.

"Do I have to?" I sighed.

"Yes, spill," She demanded.

"Fine," I groaned and rolled over to face her. "We went outside. We talked. We kissed and cuddled. He gave me his sweater and carried me back. Can I go to sleep now?"

"NO!" Rebecca almost shouted. "Tell me more than that!"

"God you're needy," I laughed and did it anyways. "I don't know. I asked him if he ever got lonely and we were already cuddling so we talked some more and decided we wanted there to be an us and he kissed me. There's not much to tell other than that."

"Aw! You two are cute," Rebecca cooed. "I think William owes me some money."

"YOU BET ON US?!" I tried to keep it quiet but I didn't do too great of a job.

"I may have also cheated," Rebecca laughed. "I knew how much Shaun likes you so I took his side."

"Desmond never had a shot," I answered before we both went to sleep.

The next morning, I sat up to hear everyone else was already up and doing stuff. I shuffled up out of the sleeping bag and absently grabbed Shaun's sweater and walked out with it in my hands. Everyone stopped look at me for a moment.

"What is it with you born assassins and tattoos?" Shaun smirked. I looked down at my arms and smiled.

"It's not all of us," William pointed out and poked his son. Desmond was too busy staring at me to notice so I slipped on the sweater and sat between Shaun and William as Rebecca brought me some food.

"This is nothing," I laughed a little and watched Shaun carefully to see how he was reacting. His eyes went darker and he smirked, just the tiniest bit so I could see. I smiled back and ate my food. We talked about what we wanted to accomplish in the Animus before they shoved me in it. "Let me out for lunch okay?"

"Sure thing," Rebecca replied with a wink before I went in.

The Animus was pretty normal. Nothing utterly disturbing happened except for I saved a couple lives and watched Altair get the scar. I laughed at how it happened and now Desmond was stuck with the thing too. Rebecca let me out at lunch and I ate something with her before going off to find Shaun. He was hunched over in his chair, sifting through pages again and looking incredibly stressed. I walked up behind him and started rubbing his shoulders gently.

"What are you working on?" I asked as Shaun relaxed back into my hands.

"I'm looking up everything I can find on this Assassin of yours," He replied and took off his glasses. I leaned down and draped my arms over his chest so our heads were beside each other.

"You should take a break and eat something," I told him. "Do you want me to bring you something?"

"Would you?" He asked innocently. I almost missed the fact that there was no sarcastic edge but at the same time, he was being so nice to only me and it felt good.

"Of course," I replied. "Don't work yourself too hard Shaun."

"I make no promises," He called and turned back to his work.

I heated up some stuff for Shaun when Desmond decided to show his ugly head. And this time he was trying to make a move on me again. God, when will he get the hint.

"Someone's hungry today," He smirked cockily, making me want to punch him.

"Not really," I replied. "I'm getting food for Shaun because apparently you aren't a good enough friend to make sure he eats so he doesn't pass out."

"I think you like him a little too much," Desmond quipped. "You should really go after someone who can protect you."

"Maybe I do like him too much," I shrugged. "Besides, I can handle myself. I meant what I said about castrating you the other day."

"You'll see the light eventually," Desmond said before moving closer to me.

"Get away, you pig," I told him and moved my feet into a fighting stance but didn't do anything to tip him off that I was ready to hit him with all I had.

"Come on baby," he cooed. "Just one kiss." So I punched him in the mouth.

"I warned you," I said simply. "I hope you enjoy the taste of your own blood because that's all you're going to taste when it comes to me."

"We don't have to kiss for you to sleep with me," Desmond said after wiping up his lips. I kicked him as hard as I could in the balls and watched him fall to the ground with satisfaction.

"You need to leave me the hell alone Desmond," I crouched down beside him to say it before getting back up and grabbing the food and cutlery. I made it back over to Shaun without another run in with one of the Miles men.

"You're my favorite person alive right now," Shaun slumped in his chair and turned away from the screen to eat.

"God, I'd hope so," I joked and we both laughed.

"So are we going to go up again tonight?" Shaun asked me.

"If you want to," I replied. "I'm not going to complain."

"Good," Shaun smiled at me just as Rebecca came and shoved me back into the Animus.

Again, nothing interesting happened but I was more than happy when Rebecca pulled me out. My happiness didn't last long because I saw Shaun and Desmond on the floor and somebody was bleeding. I took a minute before running over to the pair and tearing them apart. My muscles were screaming from my day in the Animus but I didn't care. I yanked Desmond backwards and William sat on his son's chest while I pushed Shaun back and up the stairs to the vineyard outside. I had already figured that Shaun was the one bleeding, even if most of it was on Desmond. I pushed him up against a wooden fence since he was still struggling against me.

"Shaun," I said and made him look at me. He was still fuming.

"I swear to god, I'll bloody kill him!" Shaun all but shouted.

"Shaun, calm down," I told him and he loosened up a little bit. "Come on, I need to get you cleaned up."

I led him over to the river where we bathed and stuff. It gets really uncomfortable after a while when you're disgusting. I pulled a bandana out of my pocket and dipped it in the cool water. I forced Shaun to sit down in front of me while I cleaned him up. He was constantly flinching when I pressed the wet fabric to his face but I had to get the blood off. We sat there in silence while I worked on him and he only spoke once I was cleaning his hands.

"I'm sorry," He whispered, making me pause and look up at him.

"You scared me half to death Shaun!" I told him, trying not to cry. "Please don't ever do something like that again."

"Desmond just gets to me so much sometimes," Shaun trailed off. "I'm sorry I scared you."

"Shaun," I sighed and finished getting all the blood off him. "What Desmond says shouldn't get to you. I can barely stand him as it is. Just know I will always choose you."

"The way he talks about you though," Shaun sighed. "The wanker thinks he can do whatever he wants and say whatever he wants without any repercussions. And he treats girls like objects. It's disgusting."

"Let me punch him out next time," I said with a small smile. "Look at what you got yourself into this time."

"Alright," Shaun said and slouched a little. I moved foreward and hugged Shaun tightly.

"Thank you," I told him. "It means a lot that you would try and defend me."

"I will always try for you," Shaun smiled.

"Cheeky little bastard," I laughed and Shaun started dying.

"You're more knowledgeable than I gave you credit for," He gasped. I hit him lightly.

"Of course I'm smart," I told him. "They don't raise stupid assassins."

"With maybe the exception of Desmond," Shaun added and we both started laughing way harder than we should've.