Ricardo likes having Alicia home more often. He helps her rehab her leg, sometimes she accompanies him to the school he helps with training at, and they spend their evenings playing with the puppy, sometimes visiting with Sofia when she's available. He chuckles whenever she's on the phone with Noam, her voice echoing from the TV. It's not as funny when she orders Noam to throw Cedric's bag into the nearest body of water... just for him to mistaken Ariya's bag for his, ruining the expensive clothes and jewelry inside.

"Uh oh," Alicia mumbles, looking a little pale as she watches Ariya confront Noam. Ricardo grimaces, trying not to laugh as she picks at her lips, waiting anxiously for the phone to go off again. Once it does, she limps into the kitchen and Ricardo rolls his eyes, petting the puppy until she comes back.

"So is he going to sue you?" he asks, unimpressed as she hobbles over and sits down next to him, burying her face in his shoulder.

"No, probably not," she mumbles, kissing his arm. "Who knows what he may do to Noam though."

"Yeah." Ricardo doesn't really care about Noam, he actually kinda wants Ariya to teach him a lesson, but that's neither here nor there as he sits there and runs his fingers through Alicia's hair.

"Hey, you know what we should watch this weekend?" she asks, leaning up and pressing a tease of a kiss to the corner of his mouth.

"What?"

"That Netflix wrestling thing. GLOW? What do you say?"

He shrugs, smiling down at her. "Sure, why not."

He regrets that answer as soon as they settle in to watch it and... Alex Riley appears in the very first episode of the series. Alicia looks abruptly ill and Ricardo gapes at her, eyes wide and lips parted. "Alicia-" She shakes her head, stands up and walks off as quickly as she can, knuckles pressed against her mouth.

He turns the TV off and leans against the couch, feeling the lowest of low. "Why didn't I check to see who was in the show...?" he mumbles, glancing at the puppy. "I should've..." He scrubs at his face and, after giving Alicia some time to herself, slowly gets to his feet and knocks on the bedroom door. "Alicia? Can I... come in?"

"Yeah," she says quietly, Ricardo only just hearing her through the door. He gently pushes the door open and peeks in, waiting until she looks up with a weak smile to join her. "I'm ok. It was just... unexpected." She runs her fingers through her hair. "Our divorce has been official for awhile now, and I thought I'd be ok if I ever saw him again. Because I've more than moved on." She cups his hand, kisses his knuckles. "But then... seeing him on TV, and he looked happy and healthy and... I guess I just..."

"Would've preferred seeing that everything you two were to each other and how it ended affected him in some fashion?" Ricardo cups her face and stares into her eyes. "I still feel that way about Paige sometimes. She broke my heart and it's like it never mattered to her. She's marrying Alberto, and talking about children, and it's like our time together meant nothing. It does hurt. So I understand exactly how you feel. You don't need to try to shield me from your feelings, because I'm going through much of the same thing. I'd like to be there for you, and honestly I still have enough bad days that I need you to be there for me. If you think you can."

She sniffs. Wipes at her nose with her free hand. Nods wearily. "I'd like that too Ricardo."

He beams at her. Leans in to lightly kiss her, soothing her hair back out of her eyes. "Then that's what we'll do."