Lucy had not meant to see the photograph. It was purely accidental that she stumbled upon it. Noah was putting out the fire outside their tent. Lucy was cleaning up inside so they wouldn't have to in the morning. She quite enjoyed the early hours of the morning snuggled up with her boyfriend. So she picked up his jacket that he had so carelessly thrown over their sleeping area, and out flew a photograph that was hidden in one of the pockets.

She had never seen the man and woman in the photograph before, but the resemblance between the man pictured and the man she loved was unmistakable. The dark hair, muscular build, strong jawline, even the trademark smirk. The woman was breathtakingly beautiful with long, honey blonde hair. She was clinging to the man's arm the way a couple would. The back of the photograph simply read, "Cal and Olivia - X760". She was still looking at the photograph when Noah stumbled in through the tent.

"I don't know about you but I'm tired as..." He trailed off once he saw what Lucy had found.

"Noah, I-I'm sorry I wasn't snooping or anything it just fell out of your jacket pocket and I..." Lucy tried to explain. She didn't want to seem like the kind of girl who would snoop through her boyfriend's belongings. She was worried until he flashed her one of his dazzling, trademark smirks.

"Hey, it's all right." He reassured her, walking forward to cup her face and kiss her lips softly. He leaned his forehead against her own as she handed him the photograph.

"Your mother was very beautiful." Lucy added, not knowing what else to say. Noah didn't talk about his parents often. Whatever happened was done and over with long ago. Or at least, she thought that was how he felt. She wrapped her arms around his midsection and hugged him in a silent apology. She wanted him to know she was here for him, whatever he needed. He wrapped one arm around her in return, the other still holding the faded photograph.

He sighed, the breath tickling her neck. "Yeah." Eventually he pulled away from her to get ready for bed. He offered nothing else, and Lucy didn't bother him for more. She wanted him to open up to her, but all she could do was wait for Noah until he was ready. She had come to learn that when it came to Noah, pressing him for more would only result in him pushing you away. So she would wait as long as she needed.

He stuffed the photograph into his bag and began to undress. He pulled his shirt over his head and Lucy admired his back muscles without discretion. They had been dating for a few months now, and one thing she loved the most was not having to worry about removing her gaze. Noah was hers now, and she could stare however long she wanted. Wherever she wanted.

He began to drop his pants when he turned his head slightly and said, "You should get ready for bed too, babe." Lucy smirked and began to undress as well.

By the time she changed into her nightgown, Noah was already under the blankets in his underwear and a muscle shirt. He held the blanket up in a silent invitation to join him, and she happily accepted. She had just finished getting comfortable, her back to Noah's chest and his arm draped over her waist, when he pressed a kiss to her shoulder. His lips remained there, and she got the impression that he was thinking deeply about what had just occurred. Before she could question it further, he reached over to turn off their lantern. She couldn't see anything, and it was as if all of her other senses -especially her sense of touch - suddenly became hypersensitive. Noah's touch always made her body react in ways she'd never known before, but the darkness had multiplied this effect.

She turned to face Noah and brought her hand to his face. She traced his features delicately, wondering if his senses were on edge too now that the light was gone. Her fingertips dragged over his lips and she felt them curl into a smile as he kissed them. He then took her hand with his own and moved it away as his mouth searched for her own. The kiss quickly turned passionate and before she knew it, she was on her back and could feel a muscular body hovering above her.

He pulled away from the kiss only to drag his lips down her neck, leaving wet, open-mouthed kisses in their wake. They wandered lower and lower until they reached the edge of her night gown. As his lips reached the top of the gown, his hands reached under it and upward towards her bare breasts. She arched into his touch as he massaged them as a breathy moan escaped her. The darkness had taken her sight but it had given her so much more.

"Noah..." She sighed, running her hands down his back to the edge of his boxer shorts. He murmured compliments and confessions of love into her skin as his hands explored her body. She managed to slide down his boxers and soon felt his familiar hardness pressing against her thigh. She loved that he could get so worked up just from touching her like this. Her own wetness reminded her of the effect he had on her as well.

She knew neither of them would last long, and she was proven right after several minutes. Noah's stamina on the battlefield was similar to his stamina in bed, but tonight was different. She wasn't sure what had spurred on this sudden lovemaking, but she wasn't about to disagree. Now that they were officially dating, she'd been tempted to pounce on him just as he was doing now simply because she could. He was hers, and she was his. After they were both pleasantly satisfied, Noah rolled off of her and onto his back. She couldn't see him, but she could hear his labored breathing as he pulled his boxers back on. She moved her head to his shoulder and found a spot in the crook of his neck where she lightly peppered it with kisses.

"That was quick." She murmured, breathing in his musky scent.

"Sorry."

"It was nice. It just kind of came outta no where." She replied, planting light kisses down his neck and shoulder.

"I should tell you about the photograph." He offered, slipping his arm under her waist.

"You don't have to." She murmured against his muscular shoulder. He sighed gently, but he sounded relaxed, she noticed.

"I want to. I love you so much, Lucy. I want to share things with you. It's not even a big deal, really. I just... never got any answers, you know?" He responded. She nodded against his shoulder and kissed it again affectionately, waiting for him to continue.

"Whenever I go to a new place, on a job or whatever, I bring the photograph and ask around about him. I never find anything, I don't know why I do it, I just... someone has to know what happened to him. Or where he went or where he was last seen. I have to try." He explained, carefully. She couldn't see his face, but Lucy could tell this wasn't easy for him. She brought her face up to his, and although she couldn't see him in the darkness, she brought her hand to his cheek and turned his head to face her.

"I understand, baby." She let her hand wander down his neck and chest, drawing random patterns on his skin. "I can help you. I want to help you, if you'll let me. You don't have try to find answers on your own. I'm here and I love you so much that it makes me crazy." She felt lips softly graze against her own, hesitantly at first, as if making sure he got it right in the dark, and then more confidently. She gasped into the kiss as it deepened, but they separated before it got too heated. They were both exhausted, especially after their quick lovemaking session. Noah turned onto his side and Lucy followed. Spooning with Noah was almost as good as sex with Noah. Almost.

He kissed the back of her shoulder and murmured, "I love you too. Get some sleep."

Soon after, when his breathing became steadier and she knew he had fallen asleep, Lucy played back their conversation in her head and carefully considered what to do about it. Noah deserved answers, even if he didn't like what he found. He deserved a girlfriend that would stand by him and help him find these answers. He had done the same for her when she searched for answers relating to her father and the memento he left her. She then decided that no matter what it took and no matter how long, they would find out what happened to Callum Fletcher - together.