Here's the chapter you have all been waiting for! Hopefully it doesn't disappoint because it was definitely my favorite to write so far! This chapter does have a slight sex scene, so if you are uncomfortable with it you might want to skip over most of the end of the chapter.

Neither would admit it, but Christian and Leo took to avoiding each other a lot of the time for the next couple of weeks. As a result, Sam and Mikaela weren't able to spend as much time together. The tension wasn't so bad that the four couldn't hang out together, and day by day they were slowly able to spend more and more time together. In the beginning, Christian would bail at the first sign of Leo and her falling back into the way they'd been before that party at Andy's house. They were the same two people they had always been, but there was now a hint of flirting that hadn't been there before. After a while, she got used to that new development; however, it didn't keep her from leaving when the flirting turned from playful and teasing to serious. Mikaela always chased after her roommate every time it happened.

Christian wasn't good at handling emotions. Her father had been an alcoholic all her life who readily admitted he had no desire to change. He was constantly degrading her and her sister and had blamed Christian and her mother for his alcoholism at one point. All of the verbal and mental abuse had destroyed whatever self worth she had. This was a beautiful woman with a big heart, but didn't believe herself to be good enough even now. Mikaela's heart broke for what Christian had had to endure as a little girl. On top of an alcoholic father, she'd had to deal with her mother's unhappiness. Her mother hated her husband because of his alcoholism, yet refused to kick him out or leave because she cared more about the big house and nice cars than her or her daughters' happiness. As soon as she had turned 18, Christian had moved out and hadn't talked to either of her parents since. The only person she stayed in touch with was her sister who was three years older than her.

Leo knew what Christian had come from. He knew living with parents who hated each other had robbed her of her self confidence, and that it had also given her a skewed perspective on love. Point blank, the woman didn't believe in love. Knowledge of all this gave Leo the ability to be patient. His own playboy lifestyle was another reason she believed the things she did. The one guy Christian had been able to give her heart to had been just like Leo and the asshole had stomped all over the best part of her. Leo understood it all, and knew he had to prove without a doubt that his feelings were genuine before she would consider opening her heart to him.

There was nothing he wasn't willing to do to prove it. Little notes were left in her room, in her textbooks, anywhere they could easily be hidden but would be found just as easily by her. The notes were just a way to let her know she was on his mind. It was almost amusing how easily he had given up his old lifestyle; it hadn't been a hard thing to do after he found out that Christian shared his feelings.

The object of Leo's affections was currently staring blankly up into the sky outside on the curb in front of the dorms. She hated that she couldn't just trust Leo. Trusting someone didn't come easy for Christian. The two people she should have been able to trust were instead the reason she could not trust anyone. It was obvious Leo was interested in her as more than just a one night stand. As a friend, it wasn't hard to trust him. He was one of the few people she could talk to about anything and he wouldn't judge her. Unlike Mikaela, Christian was the girl that slept with all the guys in high school. It never went so far that she had been labeled a slut, but there had been plenty of guys. Junior year in high school had been particularly bad; she'd gotten involved in drugs. Her dad had gotten worse, and she had gotten caught up with the party scene in her attempt to stay away from her home as much as possible. Most of the time it had just been pot, but there had been a three month period where ice had been her drug of choice. The first time had been the night of a particularly bad fight with her father which led to her sister's husband beating the hell out of him the week before they got married. By some miracle, she had never gotten addicted to the drugs and had completely walked away from the drugs one day when she realized that wasn't the person she wanted to be.

Brett had come into her life soon after that. They knew each other as friends because they ran with the same crowd. He was the star linebacker on their football team, and she was popular because of her looks. It was no surprise that they started dating. The surprise had been that it lasted as long as it did. Neither of them was known for a serious relationship; in fact, when it came to relationships, they were the same person. It was about the meaningless sex and moving on to the next person when the fun wore off. Dating each other should have been the ideal situation: plenty of sex without the worry of either one trying to turn the relationship into something that it wasn't. Except, that's exactly what Christian did. She had fallen hard for Brett, and surprisingly he did rather well at playing the part of a loving boyfriend. The problem had been that he was playing a part. He'd played her until she was blinded by his charm and smooth words. She wasn't proud of what she'd become after that. Once he knew she was wrapped around his finger, he reverted back to the player he was. Everybody, including Christian, knew what was happening. Still, she wouldn't walk away. There were nights he'd been with her and another girl the next night. Brett would tell her about the other girls, and it broke her heart but she couldn't let go. He didn't give a damn about her, but she'd given him her heart.

The final time had come during the weekend of her sister's anniversary in October of her senior year. Christian had gotten them the honeymoon suite at the fanciest hotel in town, but it had only been to have them out of the house so she could throw a party. Only a handful of people were invited: Brett, her best friends, and a few of his friends from the football team. Brett had been uncharacteristically sweet that night telling her he loved her and she was the most important person in her life. It was all a lie and she knew it, but it was what she wanted to hear. He'd even gone so far as to say he didn't want to be with anyone else ever, and she'd believed every single word. They had mind blowing sex that night and she was on cloud nine. Finally, finally, something was going right for her. Even now, she could still feel the heart wrenching pain that had consumed her when she had walked in on him having sex with her best friend less than an hour after they had sex in the same bed they had used.

Christian had torn apart every ounce of popularity the other girl had had. It had been relatively easy to do so, and Brett had taken a small hit in his for a while but it had disappeared when he made an interception in the state championship to seal their victory. They never spoke to each other again, but the smirk on his face every time he looked at her told the entire story. He'd broken the one girl no other guy had been able to break. Surviving had been the only thing on Christian's mind, and she had closed off her heart and her emotions. For a while, it was all she could do to get out of bed and plaster on a fake smile. There hadn't been another real smile grace her features until Mikaela had shown up in Philadelphia as her new roommate.

"Leo isn't Brett either," Mikaela said finally. She'd been sitting next to Christian for the better part of an hour watching as the memories played out on her face.

"He's not," Christian agreed.

"I know you've at least acknowledged that his feelings are real."

"Feelings change, Mik!"

"Are you really going to let something amazing pass you by because you're too much of a coward to take a chance?" It was harsh, but had to be said.

"Just because everything worked out perfectly for you and Sam doesn't mean it will happen the same way for everyone else."

"Chris, you know better than that. I understand more than anyone what you grew up in, because I had shitty parents too. I did the same thing you're doing now when I met Sam."

"Look, I know how Leo feels. I get it, okay? I'm crazy about him too. It should be easy, but the thought of letting those feelings and emotions out…" Christian trailed off.

"At some point you're going to have to take a chance. You can't live the rest of your life like this. You're three hundred something miles away from home. Leo is proving to you that he's not leaving, and you're going to have to meet him halfway."

"I don't know if I'm strong enough," Christian said softly and averted her eyes.

"Chris, you're more than strong enough. If you can't believe in yourself, believe me on this. The fact that you're sitting here right now is a testament to your strength. After everything you've been through, you still survived."

Christian didn't reply and stood up. She and Mikaela went back to Sam and Leo's room where they were playing Xbox. With a mischievous smile on her face, Christian shut off the Xbox before running out the door. The other three simply shrugged their shoulders before following her footsteps into the hall down to her and Mikaela's room where she was waiting for them. Inside the room, Christian dug through the top of her closet before coming out with a box.

"Monopoly?" Sam whined. "Really?"

"Don't be a baby," Christian teased. "It's not my fault you always lose."

Mikaela noted happily that her roommate sat down rather close to Leo. Sam was always the banker because Christian hadn't been lying when she said he always lost. He could save the world from alien robots, but he was horrible at Monopoly. Of course, it probably didn't help that Mikaela would distract him with a kiss and Leo would steal one of his properties or a little of his money. Sam had figured out their little game the last time they played Monopoly and had vowed to himself that he would get them back. Since Leo and Mikaela conspired against him, he had gotten Christian to play along with him. All they needed was the perfect moment.

The moment came when Leo got up to go to the bathroom. As soon as the door clicked shut, Sam leaned towards his girlfriend and kissed her without making it obvious that every move was planned. Distracting her was easy. Mikaela was something of a kissing whore behind closed doors. He pushed her back until she was pressed against the floor. His tongue swiped across her bottom lip and she opened her mouth to give him access. Mikaela's hand was on the back of his neck pulling him closer. He forgot all about distracting her when she bit his lip. Neither of them noticed Christian roll her eyes when he groaned. Her hip was held possessively by one of his hands. A shiver ran through her body when his fingers stroked the bare skin that peeked out from the hem of her shirt.

The kiss was meant to give Christian a chance to mix up the properties Leo and Mikaela had bought, but all thoughts of their plan had disappeared. Christian had used their preoccupation to switch Sam's red property with her green property to give each of them advantage as they each had one of both colors. She had just finished putting their cards back exactly the way they were when Leo came out of the bathroom. Seeing the two unabashedly making out on the floor, he caught Christian's eye and they shared a knowing smile. It wasn't the first time the couple had mauled each other while they were all hanging out. When Sam slid his hand up Mikaela's side, taking her shirt with it, they both knew they would have to stop the couple before they started ripping each other's clothes off.

"How the hell does Monopoly turn the two of you into a couple of horny teenagers?" Leo asked exasperatedly.

"What the fuck man?" Sam growled as he sat back up.

"There is plenty of time for you to make out with your girlfriend later."

"Yeah, if this game doesn't take all fucking night," Mikaela muttered darkly. Sam smiled triumphantly fully aware that their interrupted make out session had left her as turned on as he was.

It had taken them a few turns, but Mikaela and Leo had quickly realized something wasn't quite right. They had properties they didn't remember buying and didn't have properties they remembered buying. Christian had only mixed up a few of a few of their cards so that they still had the majority of the property that had actually bought. The whole point had been to mess with their minds, throw them off their game a little bit, not to actually change the outcome of the game. Sam could have hotels on every property except for one color, and he would still somehow manage to lose. He was really just that bad at Monopoly.

Leo was going nuts because he just knew that he had owned Atlantic Avenue and Marvin Gardens, but the only yellow card he had was Atlantic Avenue. Christian and Sam refused to look at each other because they knew they would just fall over laughing at the way he was freaking out. Immediately, he had accused Mikaela of stealing Marvin Gardens so there was no way for him to own all three yellow properties and be able to build hotels. His accusations proved false when the other three stated it was impossible for her to have cheated when Sam had basically jumped her as soon as Leo went into the bathroom. Sam obviously couldn't have done it either. Christian denied any part in the cheating and after all, why would Christian lie? She had nothing to gain by cheating because she was so far behind Leo and Mikaela that she had no chance to win. It would have been suspicious if Christian suddenly had the card, but it was clearly with the rest of Mikaela's properties.

The game finally resumed after Leo resigned himself to the fact that maybe he hadn't actually ever bought the Marvin Gardens property. Sam was, of course, the first to go bankrupt half an hour later. Constantly losing at the game was no big deal to him; he hated Monopoly. It was fun for the first fifteen minutes, but after that it dragged on forever. The game was so damn long. Surprisingly though, Leo was the next to fall out of the game. As expected, he blamed it on the stolen Marvin Gardens property because he had ended up buying the third yellow property but there was no way to prove his accusations. Christian and Sam obviously wouldn't admit that he had owned Marvin Gardens, and Mikaela couldn't remember clearly whether he had or not. The guys sat back and watched the two girls battle it out to the finish. It wasn't often that both girls did better than the guys. Christian was almost as bad at the game as Sam.

Eventually Mikaela and Christian called a tie. They were so evenly matched in the property they owned and the money they had that there was never any big momentum shift. Mikaela would land on something Christian owned and pay an outrageous rent because of the hotels, but then Christian would just end up paying back Mikaela most, if not all, of the rent she'd just received. Sam yawned and looked at the clock to see that it was after one in the morning.

"I think we deserve a kiss as a reward for winning, don't you Mik?" Nobody was more surprised that the question had come from Christian than Christian herself.

"Technically nobody won because we tied," Leo was giving her a chance to retract her bold statement but, damn, if he didn't want to kiss her.

"Oh, but we did. We beat you two," Now that the words were out there, Christian had no desire to take them back.

"Do I even need to mention that I've never needed a reason to kiss Mikaela before?" Sam quipped but Christian and Leo were too focused on each other to pay attention to Sam.

"Well, when you put it that way, maybe you do deserve a reward," Leo said playfully but his wanting to kiss her was written all over his face.

"Kiss me, you fool," Christian said softly.

Leo needed no further encouragement. One hand tenderly cupped her cheek and he leaned in to capture her lips with his for the first time. Everyone in the room was well aware that this was Christian's way of telling Leo that she was finally letting him in. It was a short, chaste kiss but that didn't matter much to him. The few seconds were more than enough for him and definitely more than he had expected. A shy smile lit up her face when he looked at her. Leo nudged her shoulder with his and she moved closer to him without consciously realizing what she was doing.

Mikaela watched the two with great interest. She was happy that Christian was pushing the lingering issues from Brett and her father aside instead of allowing them to hold her back from Leo. If anyone could understand Christian's fears, it was Mikaela. Their pasts were similar and likewise, Mikaela had been afraid to take a chance on Sam. Getting in the car with Sam that day had been the smartest thing she had ever done.

"What are you thinking about?" Sam asked when he noticed the faraway look on her face.

"That me and Christian are a lot alike."

"How is that?"

"We were both terrified to take a chance because we've been hurt so many times in the past."

"Don't tell me you were scared of geeky little Sam Witwicky?" He joked.

"I know, right? Of all the guys in the world, and it just had to be him," Sam's mouth dropped open at the resigned tone of her voice. She finally smiled and kissed him.

"That wasn't very nice," He grumbled.

"Baby, I wouldn't trade you for the world."

"What if it was me or Vin Diesel?" Oh, so they were back to that again. Mikaela pretended to think about it.

"I'd still choose you."

"His arms are bigger than mine," She remembered that day in the car when she ranted about her weakness for guys with big arms.

"That's true. You think I could get his number?" Mikaela teased.

"Don't even think about it," Sam growled and pushed her back to the floor until he was laying just over her.

All thoughts of Vin Diesel and guys with big arms were gone when his lips found the sensitive spot on her neck. Vaguely aware that they weren't alone, Mikaela clenched her jaw to keep from moaning at the sensations. She pulled his head up to roughly kiss him and nipped at his lip. Sam parted his lips to let her deepen the kiss. The feeling of her tongue sensually sliding over his almost caused his arms to buckle but caught himself before he fell on top of his girlfriend. Mikaela had a tight grip on the collar of his shirt as their tongues dueled. When oxygen became an issue, Sam trailed kisses down the column of her neck to her collarbone and felt her squirm. Smirking to himself, he gave the skin a quick, hard bite before gently sucking on it. Her free hand had gripped his bicep when his mouth moved down her neck but both hands were now flattened against his chest. Mikaela raked her nails down his stomach and around to his waist when she reached his bellybutton. He bit down on her collarbone particularly hard in response before their lips collided forcefully once more.

They were momentarily interrupted by the door shutting and they jumped apart only to realize it had been Christian and Leo leaving and not somebody else walking in. Sam grinned guiltily at his girlfriend before she leaned up to kiss him again. Mikaela grabbed the hem of his shirt and tore it over his head before leaving her own trail of kisses to his ear. Her lips on his ear drove him mad and she loved the feeling of power it gave her. Without breaking contact, she sat up and pushed them backwards until it was his back on the floor and her on top between his legs. His arousal was more obvious in their new position and she rolled her hips against his. The smoldering heat in his eyes stole her breath away. Sam's eyes were locked on hers as she ran her nails down his chest again, this time against his bare skin, and Mikaela watched as he took a shuddering breath.

Sam grabbed her hands and pulled them above his head before she could torture him with her nails anymore. The move caused her upper body to fall on top of his and he crushed his lips to hers. In the back of his mind, he knew Mikaela's lips would probably be bruised but he didn't care at the moment. All that was on his mind was the way her body felt on top of his. Mikaela saw the confusion in his eyes when she sat back on her knees. It was quickly replaced by desire when her hand moved between his legs and touched him. His hands balled into fists as she applied more pressure. A breathless groan escaped him much to her satisfaction when she palmed her hand over the outline of his arousal.

There was no turning back when she unzipped his pants and slid her fingers under the waistband of his boxers to wrap her hand around him. A sexy little grin lit up her face and her eyes stayed locked on his as she let go of him to push his pants and boxers down to his ankles and waited for him to kick them away. Sam didn't know it but Mikaela was well aware that his kiss earlier had been to distract her so they could cheat. Teasing him was her favorite form of retaliation, and she was definitely going to get hers tonight. Without breaking eye contact, she pushed her body up his making sure her breasts rubbed over his naked erection. Once they were chest to chest, she leaned down to kiss him and wasn't surprised that he immediately deepened the kiss. Her fingers wrapped around him again and she stroked him in a torturously slow rhythm.

If Sam had the ability to think of anything other than her lips and her hand, he would've lost it the second her lips found his nipple. Mikaela tugged at it with her teeth and the air whooshed from his lungs. She spent a few minutes teasing it with her lips and teeth before switching to the other one and repeating the same process.

"Mikaela…" He said breathlessly. Her lips were currently leaving a path of fire from his nipples down to the patch of hair under his bellybutton and his hand gripped the back of her head when she lightly bit the skin under the hair.

She was still having too much fun teasing him so she continued kissing from one hipbone to the other but made sure not to touch his erection. The teasing had him panting and she finally took mercy on him and her head hovered over him. Sam's eyes were half closed from the pleasure coursing through his veins. Mikaela watched his face contort as she gently raked her nails up the shaft of his penis. He let out a strangled breath from the contact and she took him into her mouth once his eyes reopened. The hand on the back of her head grabbed a fistful of her hair.

Sam almost came once she finally wrapped her lips around him. She had almost teased him too much and he knew he wouldn't last too long if she kept doing what she was doing. He tried to make her quicken her pace by pushing her head down, but she was determined to keep that damned slow pace she had. Her tongue swirled around the head and he saw stars when she flicked it over the slit. Every muscle in his body was tensed as he fought to keep his control. It had been a long time since he had felt so out of control, but her teasing had skyrocketed his arousal to the point that he felt like a nervous teenage boy about to have sex for the first time. Lying naked on the carpeted floor of her dorm room wasn't helping because as much as it burned every time it moved it was heightening the assault on his nerves.

"Baby, that feels good but…oh fuck," There she went flicking that blasted tongue again. "I'm gonna…you've gotta…I'm about to…"

The inability for Sam to form a complete sentence only fueled Mikaela's sense of satisfaction that she could so easily have such power over him. As much as she loved the power she knew she could only push him so far. He hungrily kissed her after she crawled back on top of him, but it was quickly broken when he pulled her tank top over her head.

Sam wasted little time in flipping them over and unclasping Mikaela's bra. The garment landed on top of his pants behind them, but neither of them noticed his good aim. Unlike his girlfriend, he had no desire to take it slow. Before Mikaela could even fully realize what was going on, his hand was kneading one of her breasts and the other was being lavished by his mouth. Her back arched off of the floor and she bent her arms backwards over her head to try to hold onto something. She would have laughed at his impatience when she felt him unbutton her jeans and throw them into the growing pile of clothes. He never could take it slow, but she loved that she had that effect on him. Sam placed one arm next to her shoulder to hold himself up and the other hand was making its way into her panties to her center.

"God, Sam…" Mikaela moaned when he rubbed his fingers across the bundle of nerves at her core. His smirk was not lost on her and she put her hand on her breast just to wipe it off of his face. When a finger slipped inside of her, she lost herself in the pleasure and let her eyes fall closed. Sam didn't think he could be anymore turned on than he already was, but his arousal hit a completely new level he had never even felt before just from seeing how he made her feel.

Since her eyes were closed, Mikaela didn't have any idea what Sam was doing until she felt his breath on her sex. Previously closed eyes suddenly shot open to find him staring up at her through his own eyes that were black with desire. Another finger joined the first sliding in and out of her. There was still an infuriatingly cocky smirk on his face as he leaned down and pressed a kiss her skin. Unconsciously her legs spread to give him room and Mikaela bit down on her bottom lip to keep from crying out when his mouth touched the most sensitive part of her body. Her hand was on the back of his head tugging at his hair.

"Oh fucking hell," Mikaela's voice cracked on the last word because he'd swiped his tongue across her clit. This was the first time he'd ever done this to her, but not for lack of trying on his part. The idea of it had never really appealed to her before and for the love of God she suddenly couldn't remember why she had been so against it.

Within a matter of minutes, an orgasm was rocking Mikaela's body with an intensity she never knew existed. As far as she was concerned, he could do that again whenever he wanted to. Sam continued to coax her through the tremors that continued as she came down from her high. Even through the pleasure, she managed to roll her eyes at the "I told you so" look on his face. Seems his impatience finally paid off because she would have stopped him had she known what he was planning to do, although she'd never been gladder of her ignorance than she was at that moment. Sam pulled himself back on top of her and leaned down to kiss her. Mikaela tried to push him away when she tasted herself on him, but he wouldn't let her move.

"Sam, please, I need you," She moaned at the feeling of his hardness against her core and tried to roll her hips up into his. He smiled against her neck and sat up to dig through their discarded clothes for his wallet to get a condom.

"Fuck," Sam groaned when he couldn't find one.

"What?"

"I don't have one," He ran a hand over his face in frustration.

"You'd better be fucking kidding me," Mikaela growled.

"No, I'm not fucking kidding!"

"Damn it, Sam, you had to wait until now to find out you didn't have one?"

"Well, fuck, 'Kaela how was I supposed to know we'd go from Monopoly to sex on the floor?" She would've laughed at the disappointed look on his face if she hadn't been so frustrated herself. They had long ago agreed not to have unprotected sex because neither was ready for the consequences. Mikaela was on the pill, but they still wanted to be extra careful. Until now they had never had to worry about it because Sam had always had a condom in his wallet.

Mikaela sat up and reached around Sam for her tank top and panties, being careful not to touch him because both of their bodies were still on fire. She slipped her clothes back on and threw his at his head.

"You're sleeping in your own room tonight," Mikaela mumbled as she stood up.

"Baby, I'm sorry," Sam said contritely. She looked at him and gave him a soft smile.

"I know. I'm not mad at you. Accidents happen," She reached out and took his hand.

"This sucks," He pouted like a little kid that couldn't have the cookie he wanted.

"I love you," Mikaela tilted her head up and kissed him, but this one lacked the intense passion that their earlier kisses had. His arms wrapped around her waist and she laid her head on his shoulder.

"I love you too baby," Sam softly kissed her temple. "Good night. I'll see you tomorrow."

Mikaela shut the door behind him before calling Christian and letting her roommate know it was okay for her to come back to their room. Glancing at the clock, she realized with a start that it was almost four in the morning. She tossed her jeans and bra in the laundry basket at the bottom of her closet before putting on a pair of pajama pants. Letting out a deep breath to try to calm the arousal still running through her body, she fell back on the bed and was asleep before Christian ever even came back into their room.

Don't hate me! The no condom idea came to me and I just had to do it. It was actually really fun to write because I had the end all planned before I even started writing the sex scene. I know this chapter focused a lot on Christian, but it is important to know her history to fully understand the character she is in the story.

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