"Oh what book is it?" Steve looked at the book. "Steven King good choice."

"That's good. Say, you wanna go back to the apartment?" He suggested.

"Listen do you want to go back to my apartment?"

"Hearts in Atlantis. It's really good." Sally smiled. She was a fan of literature. "I'm not sure that's appropiate."

"Sure." Sydney answered. She lliked spending time with Matt

"What do you mean. By the way, that is one of my favourite books."

Matt walked to the apartment with her. "Nice day."

"Really?" Sally was intrigued.

"Yeah it is." Sydney walked beside him the entire time

"Yes it truly is. Bobby Garfield. What a character."

He clasped her hand, and walked in the sunset...

Steve looks out the window and saw Sydney and Matt. "Knew it." He said to himself.

"Wow. I'm impressed. I like Mr. Brauttigan." Sally could go on for hours.

Sydney blushed. Being around Matt. She felt safe.

"He was a great character too." Steve lied but he wanted to impress her.

"I've only gotten through the first three chapters though." Sally didn't have much time to read.

"Oh I see. Any other books you like?" Steve asked.

Matt held her hand close, and they entered the building. "Well, we're here." He opens the door.

"The Maggie O'Dell series by Alex Kava." Sally would be really impressed if he knew Alex Kava.

Sydney walked in with Matt. She sat on the couch.

"Yeah, im gonna sit with you" He said. "Just make sure you don't over do it on your leg." He felt as if protecting Sydney was a #1 priority.

"My favourite book of the series is Hotwire. What's yours?"

"Split Descision." Sally love reading about serial killers

"Okay." Sydney smile at Matt. "Thanks for caring."

"Very good choice I find that one facinating."

Matt smiled back at Sydney. "Thanks for being here."

"The way she portrayed Stuckey was interesting." Sally wanted to be an English teacher

Sydney hugged him.

"You seem interested in poetry and books. Have you ever thought of being and English teacher?"

Matt hugged her, and kissed her cheek. "I DO care. A lot actually. You seem like a #1 priority in my life right now.. Is that too much?"

"Yes. I majored in literary analysis." Sally eyes lighted up.

"No." Sydney layed on his shoulder.

"That's wonderful. I have friends on the inside. I can put in a good word for you."

Matt closed his eyes, and held Sydney close. "The thing I said in the hospital, when you couldn't hear me... I said.." He stuttered and was really nervous.

"Awesome." Sally never had a friend who shared the same interests.

"You can trust me." Sydney looked up at him.

"I love you." He let out the truth.

"Now what do you want to do?" Steve said cautiously.

"I don't know." Sally shrugged.

Sydney blushed. "I love you too."

"Well what was the one thing that you've always wanted to do?"

"I'm not sure." Sally really wasn't sure.

Steve sighed. He didn't know what to do either.

Matt tried to stay on the war topic. "So... um... when are we attacking next?"

Sally felt awkward.

"Oakland." Sydney knew there was a large base in Oakland.

Steve sits down next to her. "So..." Steve put his arm around her.

"Oakland huh? Never been there..." He has been to many places before, but not oakland.. "Just a question though.. I have army information.. Thats the whole reason i am wanted. Is there anything i can do with it?"

Sally shifted uncomfortablely

"Probably." Sydney continued to lay on him.

"Like what?" He said while stroking her hair.

"Well I gotta go now." Steve leaves without her saying anything. "Guess I should go home." Steve walks back to the apartment.

"Bye it was nice to talk to you." Sally waved.

"Sell it." Money really did rule her world. She put her arms around Matt.

Steve walked in. "Well isn't that nice? I saved your life. TWICE. And this is how it is." Steve steps outside. "Life sucks."

Sydney didn't even know Steve had feelings for her. She walked outside. "You okay?"

"Oh no I'm fine." Steve cried. "You wonder why I was always close and trying to impress you. Now you know."

"Oh crap." Matt said to himself. He felt like Steve was about to shove a machete down Matt's throat...

"But... Matt..." Steve got angry. "Wahahaha!" Steve ran away crying.

"Steve!" Sydney ran after him.

"Aw man!..." Matt cried. He never wanted to hurt steve.. They were best friends. It was sad to hear him cry after Steve said Matt's name.

"Steve!" Sydney ran faster.

Steve thought the further she runs the further she cares. He kept running.

Matt just looked down at the blank floor, tearing up..

"Steve!" Sydney knew she was supposed to stay of her leg, but now she didn't care.

Steve stopped. He knew she liked him too. "Okay I give up."

Matt didn't know what to do. He was messed up. He hadn't even told her what happened in the club, he broke his best friend's heart, and there was almost nothing he could do.

Sydney ran up to Steve out of breath. "Steve, thank god."

"What do you want? You don't care. Even though I did." Steve turned around.

"I do care." Sydney was tired. She hadn't run since she was dead.

Matt punched the wall, and his hands filled with wall dust. "I NEVER do anything right.."

"I like to hear that but your with Matt now." Steve cried.

"Yeah, but I still care." Sydney put her hand on her diaphram in pain.

"You okay." Steve helps her walk.

"Fine. I just have ran since being dead."

"That sentence was kinda awkward but okay I understand." Steve walks with her.

Sydney walked slowly.

"Here let me help." Steve helps her walk.

Matt needed to get the stress off. He wrote a note and taped it to the front door:

Just gonna grab a drink at the bar. Bye.-Matt

(You mean Matt) Steve walks back to the apartment with Sydney.

"Thanks." Sydney accepted his help

Matt leaves for the bar.

"No prob." Steve lays her down on the couch.

Sydney walked in and fell onto the couch.

Edit:Late

Matt orders some beer from the hot bar tender. "Ha, thanks for it." He was the only customer on there strangely.

"Just tell me what you need." Steve sat in the chair and gave her a blanket.

"Nothing right now." Sydney layed there.

"Okay just tell me what you need when you need it." Steve lays down.

"No problem. Business is strangely slow today, so I don't mind" She smiled. Matt chugs the beer. "May I have more ma'am?" He said playfully. "Sure thing. Its on the house." She makes him a beer.

"Okay." Sydney regretted running that much, but it was for a good cause.

"Say, whats your name?" He said politely. "Brianna. Yours?" She said. "Oh, thats a nice name. My name is Matthew, but please. Just call me Matt." "Sure thing Matt." Brianna said.

Steve laid down. "Just ask."

"I Will." Sydney lied there. She was thinking about Matt. He was so swee, but seemed like Casanova.

Steve thought about Sydney and him. He didn't stop thinking about it.

Sydney then decided to take a nap.

Matt was really drunk, and he stumbled on words when he talked. "So, why did you come here?" Brianna said. "Stress..." Matt said. "Don't ask about it.."

Steve decided to fall asleep. He sighed in his dreams.

Sydney was having a nightmare. It seemed like every night she had one.

Steve awoke hearing a noise. "What's going on?"

"Well," Brianna came out of the counter, and sat at the seat next to me. "can I help relieve that stress?" She touched Matt's shoulders. "How so?" He smiled.

Sydney woke up violently. "Damn it."

"What happened?" Steve said worried.

"Nightmare." She said it casually.

"I have a LOT in mind for you.." She said in a tone, then she kissed Matt's neck. "I'd like to be stress free I guess." Matt said.

"Is there anything I can do?" Steve walked over to her.

"No. I'm fine."

"Come on let me help." Steve rubbed her shoulders. (Why aren't you letting me help?)

"Just need a drink." Sydney stood up.

"No don't get up. I'll get you one." Steve ran to get her a drink.

She grabbed his hand, and dragged him. "Wait, don't you have work to do?" Matt said worrying about guilt. "Oh, please. The place had no business today anyways. C'mon, im taking you to my apartment." Brianna said. "Ummm.. okay..." Matt said.

Sydney lied there waiting. She remembered her and Josh. When they were young if one had a nightmare, the other grab them some bourbon even if they were just twelve.

"Here. All we had was bourbon." Steve handed her the drink.