CHRIS POV

Becca ended up sleeping in Chris' room, while he crashed on Nick's floor. The air mattress he was on was tiny and incredibly uncomfortable. His feet were handing off the end of it. He still didn't like the idea of Becca being here. Sure he loved her company but if Tyler and Seth come back for him, Becca might get hurt again. Then the image of Seth hitting Becca played over in his mind again, for about the hundredth time.

He rolled onto his side and sighed. His phone lit up, it was a text from Becca.

Are you asleep?

He replied instantly

No, is everything okay?

Her reply took a few moments

I'm fine; I just wanted to talk to you.

Chris looked over at Nick, he was fast asleep. He'd bet that Michael and Gabriel were as well.

Just wait one second.

He crept to the door as quietly as he could and peeked out, no lights were on and he couldn't hear anything except Gabriel's snoring. He left Nick's room and walked silently down the hall to his own.

He gently eased the door open and said quietly, 'Becca?'

BECCA POV

Just wait one second.

She read Chris' message again wondering what he was planning.

The door opened slowly and for a split second she worried that it would be Tyler or Seth on the other side.

'Becca?' she heard Chris say quietly.

She sighed in relief as he came into the room and silently shut the door.

'Hey,' he whispered as he walked over to her.

She moved over on the bed to make room for him and he laid down next to her. She rested her head on his shoulder and he rapped an arm around her shoulders, kissing her gently on the forehead.

'You couldn't sleep either, huh?' he asked her.

'I keep thinking about my dad and how he covered for us. He can't have done it out of the goodness of his heart. Do you think he's planning something?' she said looking up at him.

His face was so close; she forgot what she'd asked.

'I think maybe he's just trying to do what's best for you; I mean you are his daughter.'

'What?' she said dazed. She couldn't concentrate when he was this close.

'You okay Bex?' he asked her again for about the hundredth time.

'I'm perfectly fine, you're just really distracting,' she told him.

Once again, she saw that intoxicating smile of his, only this time it was actually directed at her which made it irresistible.

She leant up and kissed him; he returned the kiss and put a hand on the side of her face. Their kiss deepened and he put his hands on her waist as her traveled up his chest and around his neck. His hand found bare skin on her stomach and started going up her shirt when his phone chimed from the bed side table, a text from Michael.

I'm checking on Becca in five minutes, if you're in there I'll kick your ass.

He sighed looking agitated.

She kissed him lightly. 'You better go,' she said.

He kissed her again, said goodnight, than left the room.

Five minutes later Michael knocked lightly on the door and pocked his head in

'Becca?' he whispered.

She pretended to be asleep and ignored him. After a few moments, the door closed and she heard footsteps walk back down the hall.

Once she was sure he was gone she checked her phone, there was a text from Chris.

Goodnight beautiful.

She smiled to herself, then went to sleep.