A/N: Surprise! There's another chapter.

Sophie lay in bed, her head laying on Nates chest, and her arm draped across his stomach. She could not sleep. Even the gentle rise and fall of his chest wouldn't help her to sleep. Deciding it was no use she got out of bed. She slipped out onto the balcony and sat down in one of the chairs. It wasn't exactly warm out but she didn't care at the moment. Sophie sang to herself, playing with the strands of her hair as she did.

"What are you doing up?" She heard Parker hiss.

"Parker?"

"Over here!"

Sophie looked over to her right to see Parker free climbing the wall.

"What the hell are you doing, Parker?"

"I'm juggling a lion while eating a pie. What does it look like I'm doing, Sophie?"

She sighed, shaking her head. "You could've waited until tomorrow to give me my jacket back."

Parker didn't respond until she jumped down onto the balcony. "I know. So I ask you again, what are you doing up?"

"I couldn't sleep," She answered simply.

"Did you guys you know...have sex last night?" Parker asked awkwardly.

Sophie felt her face get red and she was glad to have the darkness to hide it. "Um, that's a bit personal, don't you think?"

She put her hands on her hips and gave Sophie a look. "After screwing Nate like some sex-starved girl for the past few months you really think it's still personal?"

Her face got redder. "I-I-I-well kind of-sort of-maybe-yeah..."

"Then tell me."

"Yes Parker we had sex last night! Stop making such a fuss about it," Sophie snapped. What went on between them was just between them. She snorted as she remembered that they got no privacy.

"I-I still can't wrap my head around why you haven't given up yet. He's clearly insane and don't you ever think that he-" Parker stopped short and pursed her lips.

Sophie narrowed her eyes at her. "That he what?"

"It's nothing."

"Parker," Sophie warned her.

"Fine! Do you ever think that he doesn't love you?"

Sophie was taken aback by the question. Of course Nate loved her! Of course she loved him! They had said it to each other for the first time last night. "Of course he loves me! He said he loved me last night." She saw Parker open her mouth with a skeptical look on her face and she quickly added; "no, it was not during sex."

"Oh."

"He apologized Parker and then he told me he loved me."

"Nate apologized?" Parker gasped, absolutely no sarcasm behind it.

Sophie nodded.

"Nathan Tarquin Ford apologized?"

Sophie started laughing. "His middle name is Tarquin? What kind of name is that?"

Parker cringed. "I know. It's bad isn't it?"

"It's an awful name!"

"Back to the point! He apologized?"

"Yes, Parker. Then he hugged me and said he loved me and I said I loved him too." Sophie started to look off with a dreamy expression on her face. "Then he kissed me and I kissed him. We kissed a lot more and then-"

Parker clamped her hand over Sophie's mouth "Please! I do not need to know the details of you doing it with Nate!"

Sophie licked her hand to get her to back off and then muttered something under her breath. Parker could somewhat make out what she said and then stared at her hand in horror. "EWWWWW!"

Parker started rubbing Sophie's spit on her arm, trying to get it off her hand and trying to get the mental image out of her hand. "I need to cut off my hand now!"

"It's just Nate, Parker," Sophie said, trying to calm her down.

"That's like saying it's just your father or it's just your boss!"

"Okay, sorry. Now may we please move on?"

"Yes," Parker grumbled.

"Normally I'm wiped out by the time night comes but tonight I just couldn't sleep," Sophie sighed and played with her fingers absent-mindedly.

"Maybe you can't sleep because you have a lot on your mind," Parker suggested.

"I don't know. It's just a bit strange to me."

"What do you usually do when you can't sleep?" Parker asked. She usually told Bunny a story or pretended to brush her hair. Sometimes Bunny would even 'tell' her a story. When she said tell she meant that Bunny told her a story with her eyes. On certain days her eyes would seem happy, or sad, or even angry.

"You'd laugh."

"Try me."

Sophie looked away, hiding her embarrassed face and she smiled a little. "Usually when I can't sleep I sing."

Parker was glad Sophie wasn't looking at because she cringed. Sophie was a horrible, atrocious, awful, horrendous singer! She just wanted to rip her ears out whenever she heard her sing.

"Shoot me with your rubber bullet

Your fingers on the trigger

Pull it

I know you want this suffering to end

So it is forgivable my friend.

Try to convince me

That I'll be better off

You go on and I'll be happier

I'll be happier

You go on

Yeah, you go on."

Parker was gaping at the Grifter. "What was that?"

"It's called Happier by A Fine Frenzy," Sophie smiled as she looked at Parker.

"No, not the song name! You're voice is amazing!"

Sophie felt herself blush and she nervously touched the side of her neck. "Thanks, I've been taking lessons."

"You were absolutely horrible two years ago and now your voice is amazing! I-it's just wow," Parker was grinning and she sat down in one of the chairs. Sophie sat down next to her and continued to sing.

About a half an hour passed before Sophie got tired. She pushed herself out of the chair and said her goodbyes to Parker. It was warm inside and filled her frigid body with a delicious heat. Nate was still sound asleep in bed and she snuggled back in next him. She fell asleep quickly but it didn't last long.

"Sophie," Nate whispered.

"What Nate?" She grumbled after he poked her a few times.

"Can we talk?"

"It's the middle of the fucking night, Nate," She grumbled.

"Please?"

"Whining won't get you anything except a knee to your balls," Sophie said as the sleep started to clear out of her voice.

"Sophie, it's important!"

She looked at the clock and saw it was only 4. "Well thanks for interrupting the 2 hours of sleep I've gotten all night."

"I-I just wanted to say that I'm scared." His voice became a whisper and his eyes became watery.

"Of what?"

"Dying, losing you guys, murdering, everything. I'm just scared and afraid." A tear escaped his eye and rolled down his cheek.

"Fear is good, Nate. It keeps a person from getting too arrogant, which I'm sorry to say but often happens to you."

"It's not fear Sophie!" He snapped at her. "I'm scared for my life!"

"Scared means fearful."

"Being scared isn't going to help me stay from being arrogant-"

"-what are you going to turn into a coward?"

"No, it'll be something much worse."

LEVERAGE

"Sophie!" Parker roughly shook her awake.

"Huh?" Sophie sat up straight. She had fallen asleep with her head on the table.

"You feel asleep," Parker said bluntly.

"I only got 2 hours of sleep last night so I'm about ready to fall over."

"Why don't you go sleep today?"

"My sleeping schedule would be messed up and Nate wanted me to stay here."

"Again with you always doing what Nate says! Why don't you do what you want to do?" Parker demanded, hitting her hand slightly hard on the table.

"It's a little more complicated then that right now, Parker."

"Then help me understand!"

"I-I want to stay with Nate to make sure he's okay. I can't just leave him like this. He needs me."

"Hm." Parker looked at Sophie before walking over to Hardison and Archie. She wandered over to Nate and sat down next to him. He moved over a little. She went to wrap her arms around him but he stood up.

Sophie stood up and looked at him accusingly. "What was that?"

"What was what?" Nate played innocent.

"Don't play stupid with me, Nate. You moved away when I tried to touch you."

"I did no such thing," Nate stuck his nose up in the air.

"Well then let me cuddle with you!"

"Sophie, be quiet!" Nate hissed as he leaned in closer.

She tilted her head to the side, bending down a little. "Are you embarrassed?"

"No-I'm-It's just-"

"-Oh please do go on. I'd love to here how you care more about how you're portrayed to the team then your relationship with me." Sophie crossed her arms and sent him a new brand of death glare. It was what she called 'I will kick your ass to the moon if you say the wrong thing'.

"It's not like that I swear! I just am a little focused with this right now..."

"A little? Look around! Look at what you've become!"

Nate looked around and he felt the mask fall, leaving the guilty wounded child he'd become to the elements of Sophie Devereaux. "I'm scared."

Her death glare remained for a few seconds after he said it until it softened and she threw her arms around him. "Me too."