I spent the morning in the animus, well, I thought it was the morning. We'd been having such a good day training wise, they didn't pull me out until dinner. Shaun was waiting beside me, a plate of food in his lap. I sat up and rubbed my eyes roughly from being in the animus for hours.

"Here, I made you dinner since that was part of the bribe," He smirked and offered it to me.

"Aw, you actually sort of did," I smiled and took it from him.

"I'm a historian, not a five star chef," he argued.

"You're a historian and not a lot of things," I pointed out and ate.

"You're snippy tonight," He told me.

"I've been in the animus since I woke up," I replied. "I literally haven't moved since breakfast and you're telling me I don't get to be upset that no one fed me or let me out to just be in my own body?!"

"Okay, okay, calm down," He said softly. "I'm sorry we didn't, Desmond tried to tell us but no one else has been in the animus for so long. We didn't know what it's like for you. Will you please finish the lovely dinner I burned myself making for you so we can go outside?"

"You burned yourself?!" I went from angry to concerned in seconds. "Where? Is it bad? Are you okay?!"

"I'll be fine," He said and waved his clearly injured hand. I put my dinner aside and caught him by the wrist to inspect his wound.

"Oh my god, you will not be fine!" I screeched and dragged him and my supper up the stairs and outside. "That is going to get infected if you don't clean it properly. It looks like my salmon!"

"You're exaggerating," He groaned.

"I am not," I argued. "Which is delicious by the way."

So I forced him to sit by the well while I cleaned out his hand. Surprisingly, Shaun took it like a big boy and ground his teeth against the pain. When I was finished taking care of him, he let me eat the rest of my food before we dumped the plate and fork inside and went for a walk. Shaun took my hand in his unbandaged one as we strolled around.

"You're crazy, you know that?" I told him and laid my head against his shoulder.

"How am I the crazy one?" he asked, with a scoff.

"You think a burn like that will be fine," I replied.

"It might've been," He mumbled.

"You're a historian, not a doctor," I laughed and leaned into him a little.

"That is true," He laughed too before we sat in the doorway of the church. We didn't talk too much, just sat and stared at the beauty of the old buildings. I would love to live there and rebuild it like it used to be.

"That would be brilliant," Shaun answered. I didn't realize I'd said that last part out loud.

"Well it's not like I could," I scoffed. "Everyone is looking for us. Me, you, Desmond, William, Rebecca, we can never have real lives because we'll always be running. We can't buy a house or get married or probably even have kids because how in the hell would that work in a lifestyle like this? And-"

My rant was cut short by Shaun leaning forward and pressing his lips against mine. I relaxed and kissed him back, leaning forwards to make it easier on him. When we pulled apart, I leaned my forehead against his and we just sat there. Inches apart. It was probably one of the most intimate moments I'd ever had with a man, and to be honest, I'm glad it was Shaun.

"Things will change," He promised me. "You'll get the life you've always wanted. I'll be damned if you don't."

"Don't make promises you can't keep," I whispered and trailed my fingertips along his jaw. He was growing a beard and usually I would hate it but not on Shaun. It was cute on him.

"I will do everything I can to keep it," He told me.

"Okay," I whispered back. I leaned forwards further and put my head on his shoulder while his arms wrapped around me. I lazily laced my finger together behind his back and we sat there until I started cramping. We decided to walk around some more and Shaun continually babbled about the old buildings and facts about them. Usually, I would've been bored but Shaun was hilarious when he got excited about something. The glimmer of excitement was back in his eyes as he told me all about the old thieves guild we were outside of. He was almost like a kid in a candy store. I didn't think he was capable of acting like this but it was cute. I savored the moment. Somehow I managed to convince him that we should go back and he started worrying.

"Are you feeling alright?" He asked and felt my forehead.

"I'm fine Shaun," I laughed lightly. "It's just been a long day and I'm tired."

"Are you sure?" He continued skeptically. "Because we can take it a little easier on you if you need."

"I'll be fine, I just need some sleep," I answered as Shaun slipped his sweater around me. "Thanks."

"Anything for you love," He smiled down at me and pulled me against his side as we strolled back to the villa.

Like the nights before, we got back after everyone was asleep. The heaters were running but not well enough to heat the whole place. Of course I gladly took the option of sleeping next to Shaun again. You know, conserving body heat or whatever? I don't know, I'm just the linguist. I slipped in to the sleeping bag beside him and curled up to Shaun whose arms were already open for me. He kissed me on the head before we both fell asleep peacefully.