A/N: inspired by One More Night by Maroon 5, not related to the first chapter, this is a collection of one-shots based on songs.
They were supposed to be giving each other space; however every night she found herself heading to his apartment instead her own. Whenever they tried to talk things out it ended one of two ways: the first is the door being slammed behind her after a hurtful exchange of words. Or in ended up with them in bed, most of the time it was latter. Tonight she didn't know what to expect, she tried to fight her body, to listen to her head which said they needed to sit down and come clean about everything except her body betrayed her head, just like he had betrayed her trust.
In her past relationships she could stay level headed and talk things out but with Rick everything was different. She found his murder board about her mom's case. This case had almost killed her; he made her promise to put it down and that in time they would solve it together but he hadn't kept his side. He was looking into it by himself. Doesn't he realize that he could be killed just like she was almost? That she wouldn't forgive herself if something happened to him because of this.
She couldn't be too mad because she had secret of her own, she had looked into his father. She used that against him, they had talked about it he told her he didn't want to know but she didn't listen, in her mind closure was important and the way to closure was to find out the truth. Rick didn't agree but she ignored that, just like he had done through the years with her mom's case. This was different though he didn't just open it up he had found something and kept it from her.
She didn't know how tonight was going to go her nerves kicked in as she walked up to his door. He opened it just seconds after she knocked.
"Alexis isn't here, and mother is…well who knows where she is."
Well that information made her decision easier. They were pulled together like magnets, their lips meeting. It was hard and angry but they could also feel the apologies and everything else they couldn't say in words. She tried to pull away, to tell him to stop, that they should talk before anything else happened. Her body wouldn't listen though, the more she fought it the more her body clung to him, their hands were in a frenzy moving from the back to running through the hair. They finally settled on trying to undress each other while they simultaneously headed to the bedroom.
A few hours later she was going to get up and leave, because they weren't together and couldn't keep doing this but when he started to feel her move away he held onto her. He whispered a desperate plea in her ear, begging her to stay. Her head and heart fought again, her head saying she should go, save them both the pain but her heart said one more night wouldn't make a difference. In the end her heart won, it always won.
"Okay, I'll stay but just one more night."
They both knew it wouldn't just be for one more night, she had said it a million times before.