Hey guys! I know I said I might take a while in between chapters, but I found myself writing this on a Friday night instead of at the international dinner at my school. However, there is a huge blizzard hitting my area tomorrow, and if i lose power odds are I will not be able upload. But then again you never know. I'll update as soon as possible. So, let me know what you think and thank you for reading

-Aislin

"You have a serious problem," She informed the man who had wrapped his arms completely around her. As soon as she had walked through the door, he had gotten up and attached himself to her as if he were a barnacle.

"I missed you," he murmured into her hair. She squirmed in his grip. She wasn't necessarily trying to escape, but she did want to find a less squished position. He was her in the tightest grip ever.

"I was gone for a day," She whined. When he didn't move, she sighed.

"I missed you," he repeated. He sat down on their sofa, pulling her with him. She ended up nestled in his side and he kept himself around her. He was determined not to let her go anywhere.

"You're making too big a deal out of this," She claimed. "I was gone for a day," she reiterated.

"It's not about time," He proclaimed while tucking a strand of her wild hair behind her ear. He moved the hair slowly, and when he finished he placed his hand on the side of her face, and just kept it there.

"Oh yeah?" She questioned.

"Mm, it's about the distance," He explained.

"It wasn't that far," She counterclaimed.

"It felt far," he exclaimed.

"It wasn't far," she objected.

"I missed you," he repeated.

"But why?" She argued. "It's not like we didn't talk."

"Do I really need a reason to miss your company?" He asked.

"No, but-" She started.

"Shhhhhhhhhh," he hushed. "You already answered the question, I don't need the but."

"But," She went on anyway, "I'd like a reason. Be logical."

"Love is not logical," He stated.

"Whatever you say," She dismissed rolling her eyes.

"Do you want to watch a movie?" He changed the subject.

"Yes," She answered quickly. He didn't move, so she continued, "You'll have to let me go for that, idiot."

"No, I don't," he argued picking her up and placing her over his shoulder in a fireman's carry.

She struggled against him. "This is uncalled for," she shouted.

"The more you struggle the longer this will take," He informed her.

"Put me down," She ordered.

"You aren't the boss of me," He responded.

"Yes I am," She rejected his statement.

"Yes you are," he agreed, "But, I'm feeling rebellious." She rolled her eyes and continued to kick.

"Where's the dog?" She asked curiously.

"Ralph said he needed him for something. Paige said yes, and I didn't question it," He revealed.

"You gave away my dog," She shouted.

"Our dog, and only for a few nights," He justified.

"You should have asked me before giving away my dog," She reprimanded.

"You weren't exactly here," He ended the conversation. He moved her so that she was facing him, and without ever letting go he placed them both of the couch. He made it so that Happy had her legs over his and her head on his shoulder. She didn't protest. "Which movie do you want to watch?"

"You pick," She ordered.

"What kind of movie do you want?" He asked. He knew that if he picked a movie she didn't want to watch she would make his life hell, and she was very good at that. Punishment was her middle name. He was still paying for sleeping through that very first date.

"Something I wouldn't normally want to watch," She mumbled.

"So nothing with action or machines. I'm going to go with the exact opposite," He declared.

"And what would that be?" She asked.

"A romance movie. Something that would make normal girls cry out of happiness and sadness all at once," He dramatized.

"Just tell me what movie we're watching," She demanded quickly getting fed up.

"What about 'The Best Of Me'?" He suggested. "It's cheesy and-"

"I don't care," She interrupted. "Just put whatever you want on."

An hour into the movie, Toby had lost interest in the movie. Instead, he was watching Happy who surprisingly was paying close attention to the film. They had just discovered that Amanda had tried to visit Dawson every day that he was in jail. Happy was trying her best to keep her emotions under control. Even with her intense image, she was still a girl. She had to keep up her image.

Toby, of course, could see right past her stony facade. He knew what she was feeling, and he found it funny that she went to such extent to hide her emotions from him. "You can cry if you want to," he whispered in her ear.

"I don't cry," She stated firmly.

"Of course you don't because you don't have any emotions," he laughed.

"Right," she affirmed.

"I can see right through you," He informed her.

"Course you can," she sighed. "I mean you're trained to do it."

"No, I just know you," He amended.

"Ok."

"You know what else?" He asked.

"What?" she supplied.

"I missed you," He whispered yet again.

"You're an addict," She whispered back mocking him.

"No kidding," he replied. She rolled her eyes.

"It seriously wasn't that long," she repeated.

"I don't care," He dismissed her. "I missed you, and I don't care if you think that is unreasonable. I love you and I missed you because you were away."

"Alright."

Toby was sleeping still wrapped around her. She knew he was asleep because she could feel his slow breath against her. He had kept his promise to not let go of her at all. Brushing her teeth had been difficult, and she was happy she hadn't needed the bathroom.

She recalled her 24 hours away from here. It was pleasant. She had achieved her goal. She had done everything she was supposed to do, but she had felt an emptiness with her when she was gone. She had kept turning to tell Toby something and realizing he wasn't there. She knew it was illogical to miss someone even for a short time, but that didn't mean she didn't feel it.

"I missed you too," she whispered into the darkness of their room.

"I knew it," He mumbled back.