This would definitely count as stupid. No, this would count as being a dumbass. This definitely would not be one of his defining moments. Now he understood what Helia said about not doing anything stupid. He just couldn't help himself.

He paced outside of the white door unsure if he should knock or give up completely and leave. His feet skidded on the carpet outside of the door. To knock or not to knock that was the question.

He lifted his fist against the door, thought better of it and took it down. Riven let out a relatively large sigh. Helia had told him not to do anything stupid. This whole idea could be considered stupid.

Riven, against his better judgment lifted his fist and tapped lightly on the door half wishing Musa was asleep and wouldn't answer the door and half hoping she would be awake and would answer.

Much to one side's dismay, Riven heard movement coming from the other side of the door. The door creaked open a crack and all Riven could think of doing was smiling like a dope and raising his hand in greeting. Inwardly he imagined himself slapping himself silly for being such an idiot.

"Riven, what are you doing here?" Musa opened her mouth widely in a yawn.

"I, er, don't really know actually," Riven replied clenching and unclenching his fists to keep his nerves from bursting out of his skin.

"Oh well, uh, goodnight," Musa went to close the door. In an act of stupidity, exactly what Helia warned against, Riven placed his foot in between the door and the doorframe so that it was impossible for Musa to close the door without using her powers, which Riven knew she wouldn't.

"Why don't you use magic anymore?" the question on his mind slipped freely from his mouth. His judgment had left him in favor of honesty.

"What?" Musa asked with a confused look on her face. She was barely awake and was talking to her ex nonetheless.

"Why won't you or why don't you use your magic anymore?" Riven repeated himself.

Musa shifted uncomfortably from her left foot to her right foot.

"I don't know what you mean," she tried to ignore his question.

"Yes you do," Riven prodded.

"I just don't," Musa hesitated.

"There has to be a reason," he pushed her.

"No there doesn't," she adamantly replied.

"Muse," he insisted.

"Don't call me that. I don't use magic because it reminds me of five years ago when we," she paused, "our friends were off saving Magix. My powers remind me of the good times I had back then when we were okay. I just don't like to delve in the past so I don't use my powers."

Riven nodded slightly. He wasn't so sure that he actually wanted to know the reason anymore after hearing the reason. She didn't use her powers because of him. That's not exactly what she said but he implied her words as that.

"Why are you staying with Flora and Helia?" Musa turned the tables on Riven.

"Something happened at my own apartment," Riven shrugged.

"What happened? I answered one of your questions now do me the honor of answering one of mine," she made an excellent point.

"Fine, it wasn't exactly a criminal that, uh, destroyed my apartment. It was an ex-girlfriend or rather she became an ex when she trashed everything," Riven awkwardly danced on his toes, bouncing from one to the other.

"Why'd she destroy it?" Musa blurted out.

"Well you see, we never specified that we were going to, um, see people exclusively so she caught me in bed with someone," Riven muttered.

Musa let out a peal of laughter. She couldn't believe it. Riven hadn't changed at all. He would still keep looking for better opportunities and he wasn't going to switch his ways.

"You haven't changed a bit," Musa said in between her laughs.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Riven demanded. On the inside he knew exactly what she meant, he ruined another relationship because he got caught cheating.

"You know what it means. Why are you even here? Were you feeling guilty because of our argument? Even if you apologized I wouldn't forgive you and I hope you know that," Musa said crossly.

"I didn't come here to apologize," Riven began.

"Well that's good to know. What did you come here for then?" Musa interrupted his spiel.

"I don't know what you want me to say then," he blurted out.

"What?"

"You want to be able to communicate or rather somewhat communicate, but when I reach out you want to argue and remind me of how I screwed up our relationship, even though it takes two to tango," he immediately regretted the last part only because he knew that Musa would have a field day with hacking him away for the comment.

"Excuse me?" Musa asked, giving him the opportunity to recant his statement.

"It takes two to tango. Yeah I cheated, but you were part of the reason I cheated. I agree that most of the blame lies with me, but you weren't at fault," he confidently replied. He wasn't backing down from this fight no matter what she said.

"Really? My fault for your insecurities and your impulsiveness? It was my fault that you went and slept with another girl? It was my fault that you told me you never loved me?" Musa argued, her voice getting louder.

"I'm just saying that you should share some of the blame not that it was your entire fault or all of mine," Riven hotly replied.

"Whatever, I'm discussing this. I'm tired and now I'm pissed off. Just leave me alone," Musa slammed the door in his face before he could stick his foot in between the doorframe and the door.

"Sure, run from an argument when it's not going your way. You're a coward," Riven yelled through the door. He didn't get a response in return and didn't figure that he would. The problem with them was that they couldn't just have a normal conversation; instead they would just have arguments. They may have grown older, but neither had really grown up. Yes, they loved to argue and definitely enjoyed it, but at the same time it was hard for either of them to actually listen to the other or forgive the other for past transgressions so most of the time the arguments were unnecessary and stupid.

Riven turned on his heel and walked down the hall towards his room. He opened the door, released a sigh and plopped down on the bed. It had been a hectic night. He had an argument with Musa that was thoroughly enjoyable, even if the topic hadn't been and then he had had the same argument only this time it was more of a "knife to your throat" type of argument which was not fun, but was entirely infuriating. He wasn't sure how to characterize this night.

Musa was meanwhile wide awake in her bed thinking about what Riven had said. It had been true that Musa was partly to blame for the problems in their relationship, but the image of him in bed with the other girl was burned into her head and wouldn't go away no matter what happened. Musa had been a little overbearing at times and did get snappy with him a lot, but he had let her down so many times and wasn't great at communicating, granted she wasn't either, but at least she had made an effort in the latter parts of their relationship. She sighed and rolled from her back onto her side. It was going to be a long, sleepless night.

"Musa! Come sit by me," Rose demanded as Musa trudged into the kitchen. Rose was seated at the table in the kitchen in a high chair and was pointing to the empty chair next to her.

Musa ignored the little girl and went over to Flora who was holding a cup of coffee for Musa to drink. She took the mug and gave Flora a thankful look.

Riven walked in a few minutes after Musa had and looked about the kitchen. Helia was standing patiently by the stove waiting for the eggs and bacon to cook while Flora and Musa were having a hushed conversation by the coffee machine.

"Uncle Riven, you're here," Lily piped up from the other high chair at the table.

Musa and Flora turned to look around at Riven. He noticed that Musa was avoiding eye contact with him. She leaned over and whispered something to Flora before walking over to the seat that Rose had pointed at a few minutes earlier.

"Riven come sit here," Lily pointed to the chair that was next to her and also happened to be next to Musa.

Riven couldn't deny the small child so he walked over to the seat and sat down.

Musa scooted away from him and closer to Rose which didn't go unnoticed by the former Specialist. He checked his phone to see if he had any messages from work. He had a message from Lynn, a girl that he had previously hooked up with, and a message from Xavier, one of his team members. He decided that he'd deal with the messages later.

Musa looked down at her thumbs and then looked around the kitchen to find Flora. She sent Flora a helpless look to which Flora shrugged. Rose was prattling away about her dream. Musa nodded, but wasn't really listening to what the small girl was saying.

"Are you going to stay here Musa?" Rose asked the fairy that was sitting next to her.

"I can't darling; I have to go to Solaria later today," Musa answered.

"Solaria?" Riven asked to clarify.

Musa didn't bother to turn and look at him; instead she looked over at Flora.

"I'm visiting Stella once I'm done," Musa ignored Riven's question.

"Have fun with Stella and Brandon's kids," Flora let out a chuckle.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"They aren't the most well behaved children," Riven replied for Flora.

"Oh," Musa said simply. She moved her eyes to look down at her fingers and began to pick at one of her nails.

"Musa are you going to sing for us?" Rose pleaded.

"I can't today, but I promise I will soon," Musa said. She hadn't really had a passion for music lately and that was saying a lot considering she was the music fairy.

"Layla called and said that we'd be meeting sometime soon," Flora told the group.

"Okay," Musa mumbled.

"Food's ready," Helia injected himself into the conversation from the stovetop.

Both Musa and Riven got up at the same time and awkwardly made their way around the other, careful not to accidentally brush arms or legs.

Musa collected her food which consisted of a piece of bacon, some eggs and two pieces of toast.

"This is really good, Helia," Musa said through a mouthful of toast.

"I agree with that," Riven added.

"One of the only things we'll agree on," Musa couldn't help but whisper under her breath.

"Thanks guys," Helia said.

Riven ignored Musa's mumbled comment and continued eating his own breakfast.

The group spoke in silence and once Musa was done she got up to leave the kitchen. Riven, still wanting to put in his opinion on their argument the other night, got up to follow her.

"We need to talk," a voice behind Musa said.

Musa turned around quickly and came face to face with her ex, someone that she was really trying to avoid.

"No we don't," Musa insisted. She looked towards the stairs, calculating her chances of being able to escape without him latching onto her to force her to talk.

"You know that you can't escape," Riven tracked her eye movements.

"If I used my magic I could," she huffed.

"So use it then," he challenged.

She was about to, but something stopped her and she changed her mind.

"What do you need to talk about?" she asked with annoyance.

"Us," Riven replied simply.

"There is no us," she spat. She was still a little upset with what he had said last night. She wasn't able to go back to sleep because of him.

"That may be so, but we will have to be civil with one another is we are to work as a team so I propose we have a truce of sorts or at least have some rules with how we interact," Riven explained diplomatically.

Musa thought on it for a minute and decided that it actually wasn't a bad idea especially if they were to be working as a team. If they were constantly bickering or didn't trust each other that could put the whole group at a risk.

"Fine, what are your conditions?" Musa asked.

"One, that we don't fight and have a truce of sorts," Riven said.

"Deal," Musa replied.

"Two, we have to trust each other, at least during times of battle or reconnaissance or such," Riven thoughtfully mused.

"That sounds reasonable," Musa nodded her agreement.

"Third, we at least try to act civil when we are near each other. I don't care if it takes us avoiding each other, but we do need to stay civil," Riven stated.

"That works," Musa put her hand out for him to shake on it.

He went for her hand before she pulled it back-

"One other condition," she said.

"Shoot," he encouraged her to speak.

"No small talk. If we're going to be civil, it might take avoiding each other, as long as we communicate on missions, but absolutely no small talk. It drives me crazy," Musa ordered.

"Deal," Riven responded. Musa put her hand out again and the two shook on the agreement or the truce, or whatever you want to call it.

Musa turned around and started walking towards the stairs again.

"Where are you going?" Riven asked curiously.

"I thought we agreed no small talk? Whatever, I'll let it slide. I'm getting my stuff so I can head out to Solaria," Musa said before making her way up the stairs. She wasn't so sure how this truce was eventually going to work out. She wasn't even sure if she could still trust Riven, but she had shook on it so the least she could do was try.

Musa stood on the grass of the backyard getting ready to use the portal spell. She hadn't used any magic in a while which is why she was surprised when Layla had called, but the Winx had always been stronger together so they had needed everyone.

She waved her arms and said the spell. When she looked up, the portal was open and all that was left to do was to walk through. She had already said goodbye to the twins and to Flora and Helia. Riven was off somewhere doing whatever it was that Riven does.

Without turning to look behind her, Musa walked through the portal and into Solaria.

"Musa, what a surprise!" Stella squealed as she went in for a big bear hug.

"Nice to see you too Stella," Musa choked out.

"What are you doing in Solaria?"

"I had a gig," Musa replied.

Footsteps could be heard coming down the hall and Musa saw Brandon appear in front of her. Back in the day, besides Riven, Brandon was one of the specialists that was closest to her. He had always helped her decipher Riven and his actions.

"Hey Musa," Brandon said his greetings. Stella was still encasing Musa in a hug and it was beginning to take its toll as Musa could no longer feel her ribs.

"Stella, you can let go now," Musa pleaded.

"Oh, I'm sorry darling," Stella let go.

"So how's it going?" Musa asked, rubbing her ribcage.

"We're doing well," Stella remarked, looking over at her schnookums.

"The kids?" Musa inquired, raising an eyebrow.

"They're doing fine," Brandon said as he came up to Stella to put a hand on her back.

"Please tell me that you're going to be staying for the night," Stella insisted.

"I don't want to intrude," Musa hesitated.

"Oh you're not intruding, right Schnookums?" Stella turned to her husband and pinched his cheek.

Musa had to suppress a giggle because of their adorably, and sometimes disgusting, romantic gestures, granted Musa was a cynical person when it came to love, partly thanks to Riven.

"You should stay," Brandon said turning to Musa.

"I guess I will then," Musa replied to both of them.

Stella and Brandon went back into the house, more like castle or mansion, with Musa following behind them.

"Come on, I'll show you to the guest bedroom," Stella pulled on Musa's arm to steer her in the right direction.