This chapter is purely Crashley fluff because who doesn't love a little Chrasley in their life?

Chapter Two: Healing

"Are you okay, Ash?" Chris looked at Ashley with worry in his eyes. She had come to the guys side of the house, the side she generally avoided because of the "guy smell" that seemed to cling to everything. Chris noticed Ashley was dressed in what would be Ashley's normal pajamas, a pair of green, plaid pajama pants and a t-shirt that advertised a school event she didn't even attend. She had her hair up in a bun and was wearing her glasses instead of her usual contacts.

Ashley shrugged. "I had a nightmare and woke up, and Jess is really making too much noise for me to really go back to sleep."

"Do you want to sleep in my bed tonight? I'll take the floor or couch or something." Chris shared a room with Mike and Matt, but both were already asleep. Chris would've been asleep, if it weren't for the constant distraction of his cellphone. Chris would get to bed by midnight most nights, if not earlier, but would easily be up until two or three in the morning because he would get bored trying to fall asleep and distract himself with the device. Chris assumed Ashley knew this, or she wouldn't have come to see Chris.

Ashley shook her head. "I'm not going to make you sleep somewhere else just because I can't sleep."

Chris sat up off his bed, blushing when he realized that he was only wearing his boxer briefs. He quickly pulled on a pair of sweatpants that were crumpled on the floor, hoping Ashley didn't notice his embarrassment. He wasn't sure she did; she was facing the other way, attempting to hide a blush that was spreading across her face. "Sorry," he stuttered out, "I didn't know you were coming-"

"No... it's alright."

"I just-"

"Seriously, Chris. It's not a big deal. I can go find something else to do, if you want." Chris felt his heart speed up. He didn't want Ashley to go. He wanted to spend as much time as he could with her. Chris spared a glance at Mike, asleep in his bed. If Mike was right -a slim chance- and there was something going on... No. There was nothing going on. It's all in his head.

Chris took Ashley's hand in his and smiled. "Ash, come on."

Chris led her to the living room where Chris had met with Mike, Sam and Emily only a few hours ago. He took a breath, feeling bad about keeping a secret from Ashley. He didn't want to screw things up. She kissed him in the lodge, and they have gone on a few dates since, but there was nothing definite about their relationship yet. There seemed to be a mutual agreement that nothing was going to happen between the two of them until this whole mess was sorted out. Nearly a year later, though, Chris was beginning to think things would never be in the past. "Have you eaten today?"

Ashley nodded. "Yeah, I had a strawberry crisp bar and a mint chocolate chip brownie." Chris sighed. He knew what Ashley was talking about. Those were items that were in the pantry that were packaged with very little caloric intake. If she took her vitamins, it means she had only eaten two-hundred and five calories that day.

"Ashley, you need to eat more." Chris was concerned for Ashley. She was eating, that was true, but the amount was so little...

"Let me make you dinner. Come on."

"No, Chris, it's alright. I'm good."

Chris smiled at Ashley, trying to get on her good side. "I want to, Ash."

Ashley gave into Chris' request and shrugged. "Fine."

They went to the kitchen and Ashley sat at the bar, able to see everything Chris was grabbing out of the fridge and pantry. He looked at the items in there and wondered what he could possibly make. Jessica couldn't eat gluten, Emily was lactose intolerant, Sam was a vegetarian, and Ashley was picky as hell, so there were very little options in the pantry and fridge. Eventually his eyes landed on cans of tomato and pasta. He knew there was some ground beef in the fridge somewhere, and there was a box of gluten free penne. He pulled out the ingredients and started attempting to cook. "What on earth are you trying to make?"

Chris gave a sheepish smile. "Spaghetti?"

Ashley shook her head. "No." Ashley got up and made her way to Chris' mess. "There is no corn in spaghetti." Chis hadn't even noticed he grabbed the can of corn instead of the can of mushrooms. "Let me. I've had your cooking before. You're not that great."

Chris rolled his eyes. "Come on, surely I can't be that bad."

"You're pretty bad. Just let me handle this." Chris was pleasantly surprised to see how well Ashley handled herself in the kitchen. He noticed she had a variety of hidden talents, like being a pretty good singer, or being able to do a killer british and scottish accents. He liked seeing this side of Ashley.

It took Ashley about fifteen minutes to finish the pasta and meat sauce. She pulled out a pair of bowls and grabbed them each a bottle of water. "Want to watch a movie?" Chris asked her. She smiled, her mouth full of the tasty, but very mediocre spaghetti.

Her smile was answer enough. Of course she would want to watch a movie. "Which one?" Chris felt a bit of pressure on himself. He knew Ashley liked musicals. She was always in her room watching illegal tapings of Heathers or Spring Awakening, and he had gone to see Les Miserables with her and the rest of the gang when that movie came out. He remembered she cried, though, in all honesty, he had no idea what was going on.

"Want to watch a musical?" She nodded. Of course she did. "Alright, then." He turned on the television and flipped through the various musicals that were on demand. "Um... Rent?" He remembered hearing about that one somewhere.

"Yeah, um... no. Still have nightmares about the orgy scene when I worked on that show." That's where he had heard about Rent. Ashley was a part of the crew for that show at a local production a little over a year ago so she could get some volunteer hours for some club she was in at the time.

"Okay, no Rent." He browsed through the musicals and saw a name that looked very familiar. "Sweeny Todd?" He knew Ashley likes Johnny Depp. She's practically obsessed with Pirates of the Caribbean.

Still, the answer was no. "It'll be at least a few more years before I can watch Sweeny Todd again. Not since... you know."

Chris actually had no idea what Sweeny Todd was about, so he just nodded. "Alright." He was running out of options. He started tapping his leg with his pointer and middle finger, feeling pressured to make a decision. "Do you want to watch Les Miserables? I know we watched that together already, but-"

Ashley laughed and put her dish in the sink before coming over to help Chris. "I appreciate the effort, but why don't I just pick a one, huh?"

Chris shrugged and tried to play it off, straightening his shoulders and giving a crooked smile. "Sorry, Ash. I don't know many movies outside of action movies."

Ashley, once again, laughed. Chris noticed the crinkles by her eyes and the way genuine joy was lighting up her eyes. "That's a lie! I know you have a collection of Sandra Bullock Rom-Com's on your laptop, and I've walked in on you watching My Big Fat Greek Wedding more than once!" Chris opened his mouth at this to protest, but no words came out. He could feel the blood rushing to his face, turning his face into a very bright shade of red. "Come on, I know a movie we can watch. Don't look though."

Chris found himself fascinated with the fairytale musical Ashley had turned on. "What is this?" he asked about a quarter of the way through.

Ashley let out a low chuckle. "You're enjoying it, I take it?"

Chris let out a laugh at this. "More than I would like to admit."

Ashley put her head down on his shoulder and sighed. "It's called Into the Woods." She fell asleep not long after that her head resting on his lap, her legs spread out on the couch. Chris couldn't help but feel comfortable like this. He liked the way Ashley made him feel. He liked being around her. He stayed up and watched the entire musical before he fell asleep, hunched over, his head resting on Ashley. They would be like this the next morning when Sam walked in to make herself breakfast. She would take a picture of the two of them, because they all needed a bit of happiness in life.

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