Alcide felt the cool sheets on the other side of the bed. He groggily open his eyes and found he was in bed alone and telling from how cold the sheets were Scarlet had been up and possibly gone for a while. His skull pounded as he moved to his back to look up at the ceiling. He had though of her in his bed for so long and when it finally happens, he's too drunk to enjoy it. He slowly looked to his nightstand and saw the bottles of water and aspirin still sitting there. He tried not to puke as he uncapped one bottle and took three aspirins, downing the water in nearly one swig.

He was uncapping the other when he heard his blender go off down stairs. Jumping out of bed and ran downstairs ready to throttle whoever was in his house. He paused in the doorway when he saw Scarlet was blending some concoction in the blender as well cooking eggs and bacon. She was in the jeans from the night before, but instead she wore one of his plaid shirts. Only a few buttons seemed to be closed while the shirt tails were tied around her middle to hug her waist and the sleeves were roll past her elbows.

Scarlet heard him run down the stairs and knew he was standing right there.

"Hey, sorry if I woke ya, but until they make a blender with a 'quiet mode'" she just shrugged as she poured the liquid into a tall glass.

"Drink this and in about an hour that hangover should be gone." She handed him the red stuff and went back to cooking.

Taking a cautious sniff, he was taken back with blended ingredients. "What's in this?"

"Remember that one summer I spent with my cousin in PA? Well, I had helped him out at his bar and he taught me how make this stuff. It's got orange juice, hot sauce, a little honey, and lemon juice."

"Why is it red?"

"That's the hot sauce. Quite being a baby and drink it." She said when he gave her a look, then turned off the stove and shoveled the eggs and bacon onto two plates. She saw he had chugged half the glass when she put his plate in front of him.

"It tastes like the stuff we use to take tar off our boots." He gagged as he finished the glass, then downed the plain glass of orange juice she had sent down with his coffee.

"I find that funny, considering that's how your coffee tastes." She snickered as she put the pans she just used into the sink.

Once he got the god awful taste out of his mouth, he watched how she moved in his kitchen, so comfortable it was like she lived here. He got an image of her making meals with him while wearing nothing but of his shirts. Then he got one with her with a swollen belly, his child in side her.

One of the many reasons why Debbie accused him of their break ups is she wanted children and he didn't. Truth was he didn't want them with her.

But with Letty, it was almost perfect. She was great with kids, especially when she read to them at the store. She'd sit in an armchair while a bunch of kids sat and listened as she read the adventures of 'Wishbone' or 'Charlottes Web' and always tear up at the ending.

"Earth to Alcide!" She waved her hand in his face to bring back from wherever he was.

"Yeah?"

"Where the hell were you? I just put some meat in front of you and you didn't wolf it down. No pun intended."

"Sorry. Maybe that stuff did something to my head." He began to eat his eggs and watched as she ate hers as well.

When they were done, he helped wash the dishes when she smiled and said "you gonna put a shirt on before we go?"

"What do you mean?"

"We gotta get your truck before I go into the store. I never did finish what needed to get done, plus I need to change." She pointed to the shirt.

"You don't need to change. In fact keep it. You look better in it then ever I ever could."

"You do realize I'd be wearing this to sleep in right?" She said as she untied the sash and pushed the sleeves to go way past her hands. The hem of the shirt reached mid thigh, and he thought she was the sexiest thing he had ever seen and she wasn't even trying!

Nearly 30 minutes later he had showered and changed, completely hangover free. He found her lying on the couch, her head on the arm rest, hair spilling over the edge. Her chest slowly rose and fell.

He so wanted to drop a kiss to her lips, but instead just brushed his against hers so softly he doubted she felt it.

Last night in bed, he had gotten so hard when he saw her in one of his shirts, and it then happened again at breakfast. He had been able to hid it under the covers and with his jeans, but he wanted to know the feeling of lying on top of her as she accepted him between her athletic legs.

Her eyes open and saw him kneeling beside the couch.

"Hey sleepy head. Sleep well?" He teased as he helped her up.

"Yeah. Considering I was sleeping next to Leather face's chainsaw last night." She mumbled as she rubbed her eyes.

"What? I don't snore!"

"Yeah, you do."

"Don't make me tickle you girl! I know where you're most ticklish!" He threatened playfully.

"Oh, bring it on Wolf man!" She took a fighting stance, balling her fists ready to take him on,

He rushed at her and together they went to the floor, him tickling her sides as she fought off his hands. He grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head, both panting hard from laughing. He tucked a long strand of hair behind her ear and looked down at her.

"Um Al? Are you gonna get off me cause you kinda out weight me by about a few pounds and most of that is muscle."

"Right sorry." He slowly got to his feet and helped her up.

The ride back to the bar was silent. She focused on the road while he looked out the window. She pulled up to the empty lot of Merlotte's and he quietly got out and head toward his truck. He watched as he pulled back onto the road and head toward the store.

He waited till she was good distance away before he got in his truck to follow.

He pulled into the lot just as she had shut the back door. Once inside that door, there was the stairway that led up to her loft and a door on the left that led to the back room where she kept her holiday decorations and book orders that need filled.

He went up the stairs and used the 'hide a key' he knew where she had hidden and walked in. He immediately heard the shower running so he waited on her couch.

Scarlet wrapped a towel around her torso and walked into her living room, seein Alcide sitting on her couch reading one of her 'Supernatural' magazines. She jumped and let out a yelp, getting his attention.

"Huh! Did you know that Dean has died so many times they actually lost count.?" He looked up and his eyes widen when he saw what she was wearing.

"Yeah. He dies like over 100 times in season 3 episode 11, 'Mystery Spot' and what the hell are doing here?" She crossed her arms over her chest, covering her exposed breast.

"You said you had some stuff that needed done and I thought you could use a hand."

"And you couldn't wait in the back room or call and let me know you were here?"

"What, and miss the look of surprise on your face?" He teased.

Half and hour later, dressed in cargo kakis and an olive green button down short sleeve shirt, the friends made their to the back room of the store.

"Ok, I need to set up these Edward, Bella and Jacob cut outs, hang a punch emblems for each group and display all the 'team' shirts. Get ready big boy, you're about to enter the world of a 'Twiheart'" She playfully patted the center of his chest as she grabbed a standee of a buff tan kid that he guess was Jacob.

He saw her standing on a step stool and still had trouble attaching one the hanging displays from the ceiling.

"Now before you fall off and hurt yourself." He mumbled as he positioned her to sit on his shoulders, his head tucked between her knees.

"Perhaps this is a bad time remind you of my fear of heights?" She said as she clutched his broad shoulders.

"Just hush up and hang the damn things!" He held her legs to keep her steady as she attached the string to the ceiling.

"Where's the next one go?" He asked as he picked another one up from the stool and handed it to her.

"Over there but… ALCIDE!" She had pointed to the area but before she could tell him to let her down, he walked over with her still on his shoulders. She practically had a death grip on his neck and he could feel her shaking like a leaf. Luckily they were close to the desk where the register was so he knelt down so she could scoot backwards and off his shoulders. She was still shaking bad once she was sitting on the counter.

"Hey, you okay? Sorry Hon, I forgot bad it was." He began rubbing her shoulders down to her elbows to comfort her."

Her hair hung in her face as she looked up at him. "Just hold me?" She asked in a shaky voice.

"Come here." He moved closer to take her into his arms. She nuzzled into his chest welcoming the heat from his body.

He held her tight as her shivering stopped. He had forgotten how bad her fear of heights were. When they were kids, she had been dared to climb one of the tallest trees in Jackson and half way up, her foot had slipped and she had looked down. She had been terrified ever since. She had a panic attack in high school when they had to climb the robe in gym and had been the one to calm down in climbing back down. She had launched herself into his arms then too.

Debbie of course had been pissed when she heard the news and made Scarlet feel even worse about her fear.

A loud knock caused the two to break apart.

"Crap! It's 11:30, looks like I have to open early." She mumbled as she jumped down, but swayed slightly ending up back in his arms. "Thanks Al." She smiled as she leaned up on her tip toes and kissed his cheek, then went to open.

He moved around, still helping set up and avoiding the look most of the women who came in gave him. He'd seen Letty trying not to laugh when he got the looks, which made him want to pin to something and make her see she was the only one he wanted to look at him.

Scarlet had to go into the back room to get several books one customer had ordered when she heard the door shut and lock. She looked up and saw Alcide looking at her weird.

"Hey, you ok man?"

"Not really." He answered gruffly

"What's up? You look…."

"Ragged with desire? Yeah. I know."

"Ok, why don't you go get some air and I'll…." She was cut by his mouth crashing into hers.