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I hear the soft crunch of leaves beneath my feet and a cool breeze blows through my hair as I stroll along side Andrew through the park with our steps in sync. (where I live October is never like this it's always snowing)
Sadly enough though is that my mind keeps nagging me about the white flash I've been seeing through out the day.

'Its probably something so obvious but I'm just having a major brain fart here' I continue to stare off into space.

"Hello ground control to major Tom" I snap my head towards Andrew seeing he's only a couple inches away from my face. With a goofy smile on his face.

"Welcome back. How was you little trip to space."

"Sorry I was just looking at the leaves. I love this time of year where is cold enough to wear a sweater but warm enough to bit freeze to death." I say quickly making up a lie so I don't feel like a complete jerk that I was ignoring him. On our way here we had small conversations and there was never a point where we felt awkward, until now I guess.

"Good I thought you were getting bored of me." He says and the same flash of white reflects off his eyes. I make a mental note to be on my guard. I guess I spaced out again with my distraction again and Andrew put on a devilish smile.

"Hey (f/n) can you hold this for me?" I snap back from my thoughts and automatically say sure not even thinking. He holds out his fist and holds it over my hand. But instead of a item he slips his hand into mine interlocking our fingers together. This catches me by surprise and I can't help the small blush spread across my face. I see the victory flash in his eyes and he turns his head forward again.

Now with his hand in mine I can't drift off. I feel really awkward seeing the few people in the park stare at us. And because this is the first time I've held someone else's hand besides my mom, Hope, and children who for some reason flock to me even if I give them the cold shoulder. So you can probably understand how flustered I am.

When we arrive at the little cafe a female hostess shows us to a table outside because all the inside tables were taken. When were seated at a table she turns on a heater making it feel like a little sun shining on us without the brightness. She returns again with menus containing copious amounts of deserts and a list of coffee.

"So what are you going to get?" He says briefly taking his eyes off the menu locking our gazes together only to look back at the choices.

"Hmm, (coffee/tea) and do you think we could split a dessert?"

"Sounds good to me" after some discussion we decide to split a carrot cake. After a short conversation a waiter comes over to the table.

"Hello my name is Michael I'll be your waiter this evening would you like to start off with some drinks?"

"I'll have a medium (coffee/tea)" I notice Andrew shift in his chair sitting up a little straighter for some reason.

"I'll have a coffee with cream and we're going to split a carrot cake." He says flatly handing his menu to the waiter.

"Your drinks will be out shortly" he says turning around walking back to the kitchen.

"You know he was staring at you that entire time."

"Who?"

"The waiter. Now I know why you haven't dated anyone your to oblivious to their advances." He says trying to poke fun at me.

"It's true I can't tell when people like me unless they give very obvious signs or telling me straight forward."

"You turn them down regardless"

"But I can always tell when someone likes someone other than me."

"Oh really?" I can tell he doesn't believe me so I scan the area looking for an example.

"Look over there at the hostess from earlier." I say pointing to the women.

"Ever since she's sat us at a table her eyes have been glued to the kitchen, showing the is something or someone of interest." Now our eyes are at the open kitchen watching the workers scramble around trying to cook the meals.

"I have noticed her eyes don't leave the kitchen at all suggesting that the person is a chef. But with so many people around I can't see who it is." I take a sip of my water finishing my rant off like it was nothing.

"That was impressive how did you do that."

"I get bored at home sometimes and I pick up one of Hopes books from time to time."

"So from reading a few books you can turn into Sherlock Holmes?" He says leaning back in his chair amused by my answer also enjoying his little joke.

"Its elementary my dear Watson." I say playing along. And we end up in a fit of giggles. The waiter comes out again with our drinks and walks off briskly. I notice (coffee/tea) is now a large and that Andrew is getting a little pissed off by the waiters advances.

"I'm sorry I never meant for this to happen." I actually start to feel bad because Andrew purposely brought me here to have some time with me alone. Even though he did pretty much have my entire day at the pool.

"It's not your fault. Some people just need to get a hint." He says bringing his coffee up to his lips.

"So why haven't you dated any of the guys who ask you out. It seems like there's no shortage of guys lining up for you." His question catches me off gaurs for a moment but I quickly regain my composure.

"I could ask you the same question. I know quite a few girls who would like to hook up with you. But the real question is who are you waiting for?"

"I have dated a few girls but we never seem to click so it never lasts long. And nice try on avoiding the question but you can't escape it." He says leaning forward trying to pull a answer out of me. I pause for a moment thinking of the most vague answer as possible. I can't really tell him about the FBI or the fact I'm the daughter of a psycho killer and that I'm part demon.

"My life is like a race and no one has been able to keep up with me except Hope so far." Andrew accepts my answer and sits back and sighs with a look of total defeat on his face.

"Wow I didn't know I'm sorry." I think for a moment back to what I said and my face bursts out in a blush that can rival tomatoes.

"NO NO NO ITS NOT WHAT YOU'RE THINKING." I say putting my hands out I front of me for emphasis.

"I mean Hope is just a really close friend and she understands me and can keep up with my crazy life."

I hear a soft hiccup coming from Andrew and look up slowly to see him trying to contain a fit of laughter but it seems impossible and it comes out in a burst of happiness.

"I kn-know what you mean. I jus-just h-had to see your re-action." He says clutching his stomach. I can't help but smile as well and hit him in the shoulder.

"You're such a jerk." But as soon as we make eye contact his laughter has spread to me like a virus and we both start laughing causing a few people to stare at us. After a few minutes we calm down and the waiter comes out with the...cakes?

"A carrot cake and a strawberry short cake for the lady." And he leaves as quickly as he came.

"Really now he's bribing you with cake." I can tell that Andrew is steaming now and I'm getting tired if the waiters antics and a plan bubbles into mind.

"Hey Andrew I have placed a hurtle in this race."

Time skip
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We've eaten the carrot cake and gotten the strawberry short cake to go. When the waiter comes back Andrew quickly pays for the food and when we stand to leave he wraps his arm around my waist pulling me in close. I fake a teasing laugh knowing the waiters eyes are on us. I reach into the take out box and scoop some whip cream out of it and smear it on Andrews face. Without even looking I can tell that the waiter is steaming mad. The plan is to make it look like we're kissing and make the waiter as mad as possible. We walk a bit further and I wrap my arms around Andrews neck purposely using my arms to hide our mouths while his hands rest on my hips. We start to lean in close, I peek through my closed eyes to see the waiter is stomping off and disappears into the kitchen. We pull our selfs apart smiling at each other because of our victory. Before we can fully separate Andrew grabs hold of my hand, I'm slightly surprised by this but I don't refuse and we continue walking. We talk about the waiters reaction for a bit but we end up in a silence. But we enjoy each other's company.

Soon we reach my place again and it's almost impossible to suppress my giggle. Andrew is staring wide eye at the house and I swear his eyes were going to pop out.

"You live here!?"

"Yes."

"But I thought you and Hope lived together."

"We do."

"How do your parents even afford a place like this."

"My dad owns his own company and it's pretty big." I felt slightly bad for lying to him about how we got this house but I doubt he would believe me if I said me and Hope bought it. And it would be extremely awkward if I mentioned what happened to my parents especially because I can tell he's really excited about all of this.

We walk up to the front door and I unlock the front door and before I can open the door for myself it ripped forward making me stumble slightly, but I quickly regain my composer. Before I even meet eyes with the person on the other side of the door I can tell who it is by the murderous aura surrounding him.

"Why are you here Jeff?"

Description
I hear the soft crunch of leaves beneath my feet and a cool breeze blows through my hair as I stroll along side Andrew through the park with our steps in sync. (where I live October is never like this it's always snowing)
Sadly enough though is that my mind keeps nagging me about the white flash I've been seeing through out the day.

'Its probably something so obvious but I'm just having a major brain fart here' I continue to stare off into space.

"Hello ground control to major Tom" I snap my head towards Andrew seeing he's only a couple inches away from my face. With a goofy smile on his face.

"Welcome back. How was you little trip to space."

"Sorry I was just looking at the leaves. I love this time of year where is cold enough to wear a sweater but warm enough to bit freeze to death." I say quickly making up a lie so I don't feel like a complete jerk that I was ignoring him. On our way here we had small conversations and there was never a point where we felt awkward, until now I guess.

"Good I thought you were getting bored of me." He says and the same flash of white reflects off his eyes. I make a mental note to be on my guard. I guess I spaced out again with my distraction again and Andrew put on a devilish smile.

"Hey (f/n) can you hold this for me?" I snap back from my thoughts and automatically say sure not even thinking. He holds out his fist and holds it over my hand. But instead of a item he slips his hand into mine interlocking our fingers together. This catches me by surprise and I can't help the small blush spread across my face. I see the victory flash in his eyes and he turns his head forward again.

Now with his hand in mine I can't drift off. I feel really awkward seeing the few people in the park stare at us. And because this is the first time I've held someone else's hand besides my mom, Hope, and children who for some reason flock to me even if I give them the cold shoulder. So you can probably understand how flustered I am.

When we arrive at the little cafe a female hostess shows us to a table outside because all the inside tables were taken. When were seated at a table she turns on a heater making it feel like a little sun shining on us without the brightness. She returns again with menus containing copious amounts of deserts and a list of coffee.

"So what are you going to get?" He says briefly taking his eyes off the menu locking our gazes together only to look back at the choices.

"Hmm, (coffee/tea) and do you think we could split a dessert?"

"Sounds good to me" after some discussion we decide to split a carrot cake. After a short conversation a waiter comes over to the table.

"Hello my name is Michael I'll be your waiter this evening would you like to start off with some drinks?"

"I'll have a medium (coffee/tea)" I notice Andrew shift in his chair sitting up a little straighter for some reason.

"I'll have a coffee with cream and we're going to split a carrot cake." He says flatly handing his menu to the waiter.

"Your drinks will be out shortly" he says turning around walking back to the kitchen.

"You know he was staring at you that entire time."

"Who?"

"The waiter. Now I know why you haven't dated anyone your to oblivious to their advances." He says trying to poke fun at me.

"It's true I can't tell when people like me unless they give very obvious signs or telling me straight forward."

"You turn them down regardless"

"But I can always tell when someone likes someone other than me."

"Oh really?" I can tell he doesn't believe me so I scan the area looking for an example.

"Look over there at the hostess from earlier." I say pointing to the women.

"Ever since she's sat us at a table her eyes have been glued to the kitchen, showing the is something or someone of interest." Now our eyes are at the open kitchen watching the workers scramble around trying to cook the meals.

"I have noticed her eyes don't leave the kitchen at all suggesting that the person is a chef. But with so many people around I can't see who it is." I take a sip of my water finishing my rant off like it was nothing.

"That was impressive how did you do that."

"I get bored at home sometimes and I pick up one of Hopes books from time to time."

"So from reading a few books you can turn into Sherlock Holmes?" He says leaning back in his chair amused by my answer also enjoying his little joke.

"Its elementary my dear Watson." I say playing along. And we end up in a fit of giggles. The waiter comes out again with our drinks and walks off briskly. I notice (coffee/tea) is now a large and that Andrew is getting a little pissed off by the waiters advances.

"I'm sorry I never meant for this to happen." I actually start to feel bad because Andrew purposely brought me here to have some time with me alone. Even though he did pretty much have my entire day at the pool.

"It's not your fault. Some people just need to get a hint." He says bringing his coffee up to his lips.

"So why haven't you dated any of the guys who ask you out. It seems like there's no shortage of guys lining up for you." His question catches me off gaurs for a moment but I quickly regain my composure.

"I could ask you the same question. I know quite a few girls who would like to hook up with you. But the real question is who are you waiting for?"

"I have dated a few girls but we never seem to click so it never lasts long. And nice try on avoiding the question but you can't escape it." He says leaning forward trying to pull a answer out of me. I pause for a moment thinking of the most vague answer as possible. I can't really tell him about the FBI or the fact I'm the daughter of a psycho killer and that I'm part demon.

"My life is like a race and no one has been able to keep up with me except Hope so far." Andrew accepts my answer and sits back and sighs with a look of total defeat on his face.

"Wow I didn't know I'm sorry." I think for a moment back to what I said and my face bursts out in a blush that can rival tomatoes.

"NO NO NO ITS NOT WHAT YOU'RE THINKING." I say putting my hands out I front of me for emphasis.

"I mean Hope is just a really close friend and she understands me and can keep up with my crazy life."

I hear a soft hiccup coming from Andrew and look up slowly to see him trying to contain a fit of laughter but it seems impossible and it comes out in a burst of happiness.

"I kn-know what you mean. I jus-just h-had to see your re-action." He says clutching his stomach. I can't help but smile as well and hit him in the shoulder.

"You're such a jerk." But as soon as we make eye contact his laughter has spread to me like a virus and we both start laughing causing a few people to stare at us. After a few minutes we calm down and the waiter comes out with the...cakes?

"A carrot cake and a strawberry short cake for the lady." And he leaves as quickly as he came.

"Really now he's bribing you with cake." I can tell that Andrew is steaming now and I'm getting tired if the waiters antics and a plan bubbles into mind.

"Hey Andrew I have placed a hurtle in this race."

Time skip
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We've eaten the carrot cake and gotten the strawberry short cake to go. When the waiter comes back Andrew quickly pays for the food and when we stand to leave he wraps his arm around my waist pulling me in close. I fake a teasing laugh knowing the waiters eyes are on us. I reach into the take out box and scoop some whip cream out of it and smear it on Andrews face. Without even looking I can tell that the waiter is steaming mad. The plan is to make it look like we're kissing and make the waiter as mad as possible. We walk a bit further and I wrap my arms around Andrews neck purposely using my arms to hide our mouths while his hands rest on my hips. We start to lean in close, I peek through my closed eyes to see the waiter is stomping off and disappears into the kitchen. We pull our selfs apart smiling at each other because of our victory. Before we can fully separate Andrew grabs hold of my hand, I'm slightly surprised by this but I don't refuse and we continue walking. We talk about the waiters reaction for a bit but we end up in a silence. But we enjoy each other's company.

Soon we reach my place again and it's almost impossible to suppress my giggle. Andrew is staring wide eye at the house and I swear his eyes were going to pop out.

"You live here!?"

"Yes."

"But I thought you and Hope lived together."

"We do."

"How do your parents even afford a place like this."

"My dad owns his own company and it's pretty big." I felt slightly bad for lying to him about how we got this house but I doubt he would believe me if I said me and Hope bought it. And it would be extremely awkward if I mentioned what happened to my parents especially because I can tell he's really excited about all of this.

We walk up to the front door and I unlock the front door and before I can open the door for myself it ripped forward making me stumble slightly, but I quickly regain my composer. Before I even meet eyes with the person on the other side of the door I can tell who it is by the murderous aura surrounding him.

"Why are you here Jeff?"