"No please, Gods don't let this be the end!" Blake cried as she hung upside down in her car. It was on fire and by this point she was pinned down and unable to escape. Just as the fuel in the tank exploded,Blake shot up in a cold sweat and gasping for breath.

"It was just a dream? How long was I holding my breath? Man I even feel like I was just dragged out of a grave." Blake though to herself. She took a minute to breathe and relax. She took out her Scroll and checked the time 1:32am. "Great." She thought. It couldn't have got much worse these nightmares kept happening more frequently and the lack of sleep was really getting to her.

"Zander? Hey Zander?" Blake spoke quietly as she spoke trying to wake him gently. Zander rolled over and saw a silhouette of Blake.

"What is it? Are you alright?" Zander asked as he turned on the soft blue light beside his bed and noticing the obvious signs of tears on Blake's face.

"C- can I sleep with you tonight? I had a nightmare and I can't really get back to sleep." Blake said with a touch of embarrassment and awkwardness.

"Yeah, sure, here you go." Zander replied with concern and still half asleep. He pulls the blankets beside him down and lets Blake climb in beside him.

"Thank you" Blake said as she settled in with her back turned to him. The comfort helped but only for a few minutes and it wasn't long before she could feel the heat of tears coming again. Her breathing wasn't steady anymore and Zander somehow in the middle of sleeping could pick up on it. As if on cue he rolled over and laid an arm around her waist pulling her close. Blake's mind was an emotional train wreck at the moment. So instead instinct took over as she rolled over and cuddled in close to Zander as he held her close. After a few minutes Blake was no longer crying, her mind had settled and she was soon drifting into sleep with out any thoughts. A feeling she hadn't had in a while.

The next morning Blake woke up taking a moment for her vision to clear up. She couldn't figure out what she was facing untill she became fully conscious. She noticed she was cuddled close to someone, she felt an arm around her. At first she was confused untill she saw the cross tattoo on his chest with his father's name on it. Blake instantly felt her face heat up her face was bright red realizing she had woke up next to Zander. There was something different tho the room was lit. Sunlight?

"Oh shit!" Blake said ripping herself away from Zander and jumping up.

" Zander your late for work!" She said worried.

"Huh? Zander replied barely awake. " Nah, I scheduled today off." He sat up rubbing his eyes and slowly opening them. He grabbed a cigarette from the pack beside his bed and lit it.

"You smoke now?"

"Yeah well I'm not a pack a day smoker so its no big deal."

"Is too those things will kill you one day."

"I'll die one day, no point in trying to avoid it" Zander said with a chuckle as he crawled out of bed. Blake was now as red as the blood in her cheeks.

"U-uhmm Zander can you put some clothes on?" Blake said looking away.

"Oh, shit my bad." Zander said pulling some pants on.

"The bathroom is down the hall on the left. I'm sure you want a shower this morning. I'll get your clothes out of your car for ya." Zander offered sliding on some flip flops and half way brushing his hair with his hands. On the weekends he usually didn't wear a shirt since its been such nice weather recently.

"Thank you." Blake said walking into the bathroom. "Oh and don't be a creeper and try and peek in alright?" Blake said before closing the door.

"Wouldn't think of it." Zander replied as he went out to get Blake's bag out of her car. He came back in and gave a knock on the bathroom door.

"Just leave it on the counter please." He placed her bag on the counter and closed the door. Blake was loving the feeling of the hot water cascading over her. It's been a while since she could just relax under hot water. Her mind kept replaying last night. "How was I so comfortable around him. He is just a friend, right? Do I actually have feelings for him?" Blake couldn't wrap her head around her feelings. She was never good at emotions but she knew this feeling was strong she couldn't just ignore it.

Meanwhile in the kitchen Zander had turned on the radio to the local hit music station and was heating up some pans on the stove. He walked to the fridge and grabbed some eggs, bread and a fillet of salmon he had set back for this weekend. He started making omelets and toast. As the eggs were cooking he spread butter on the bread and was placing the pieces on a metal sheet pan. He opened the oven door and placed the sheet pan inside and set the oven for 350°, he then took the fillet of salmon and placed it on a large skillet with a light oil. He brought his attention back to the omelet and flipped it over in the pan allowing the other side to cook. While those were cooking he took out two plates and forks and set them on the table along with two glasses. After the omelet finished he folded it with some sharp cheddar in the middle and let it melt holding the omelet together. He grabbed the skillet and split the large omelet in two and placed a half on each plate. Next was the toast on a separate plate and finally the salmon fillet sat between the two plates on a wooden serving flat plate. He poured a glass of milk for Blake and orange juice form him.

Blake stepped out of the shower and grabbed a fresh towel off of the shelf. She dried off and picked out her outfit for the day. A black tank top and denim shorts seemed good for the day. She stepped out of the bathroom and made her way to the kitchen. As she turned the corner a wonderful smell hit her nose. Her heightened sense of smell immediately locked in on it. Salmon, its been forever since she had it and smelled so good. Maybe a bit cliche being a feline faunus but she didn't care.

"Oh my god, that smells amazing and when did you learn to cook?" Blake asked taking a seat. "Omelets, toast, salmon,and milk? You still know me huh?" Blake asked.

"I would hope so and when you live by yourself you learn how to cook fairly quickly. Zander replied with a smile.

Breakfast was rather silent. Mainly because Blake was too busy enjoying the delicious food to really talk. Zander ate a bit slower but he didn't mind he was happy someone was enjoying his cooking.

"Man, that was great!" Blake added. Before standing up and walking out on the front porch to get some fresh air and hopefully get the scents out of her nose. Zander couldn't help but to watch her as she walked away from the table.

"Damn, I never expected her to look like this." Zander thought in his head. He put the dishes in the sink after he was finished and walked out to join Blake who was leaning on the railing with her elbows and it was definitely showing off every curve she had. Zander took a moment at the door to admire her, he didn't get long though as Blake looked over at him.

"See something you like?" Blake asked with a slightly sarcastic tone.

"Just admiring a beautiful body."

"Heh, your different but some things haven't changed."

"Yeah well, when beauty is taking center stage in front of you. It would be disrespectful not to appreciate it." Zander added. He was infamous for pickup lines but Blake knew when he meant it as just a compliment. She Blushed hard hoping he wouldn't see it. To her that compliment meant more than he realized. For years Blake was a skinny girl that didn't have much in the way of curves or a figure, so to finally have a compliment on it made her feel wonderful.