A/N: This is just a quick (But meaningful!) Chapter. I'm going off the grid til after tomorrow night when I See Endgame!

Chris drove us to the Moon for dinner. Sitting in the car I kept stealing glances at him. I had missed him so much while he was in California. When he got home though I still felt that wall I had built up. Talking it out in therapy, it was now apparent  that I was angry at him. But I felt like there was so much more I needed to get off my chest. I was looking forward to my next therapy session. I didn't want to be angry at Chris but for some reason I was.

"What?" He smiled looking over at me from the driver's seat.

"What?" I looked away with a grin.

He reached across the console and gave my thigh a squeeze before resting his hand on the gear shift. Feeling bold I nudged his hand with mine so I could lace my fingers through his. He didn't say anything but smiled as he concentrated on the road.

Kirsten and Nate met us there and we grabbed a table. I was glad we had decided to go out. I felt almost like my old self for the first time in months. Although since I hadn't had beer or wine in awhile it only took a beer and a half before I was on my way to drunk. And by 9:30 I was a tired drunk. Chris helped me to the car and drove us home.

I walked in and jumped on the couch stretching out I flipped the tv on while Chris let Dodger out.

"Ooooh Kindergarten Cop." Chris hopped over the back of the couch and slid behind me. Instead of tensing up I relaxed against him as his hands slid over my stomach pulling my back to his chest.

"I saw it was on. I know how much you love it." I laughed.

"No I like watching you laugh while you watch it." His arm moved up to my neck and he leaned up so his lips could graze my earlobe.

I turned on my back and looked up at him. His deep blue eyes staring back at me through the dark lashes. He took a deep breath and I bit my lip. He hesitated but only for a second before pushing his lips against mine. I opened my lips allowing his tongue to dip into my mouth. I could feel him instantly turn hard against my leg. He pushed himself up, hovering over me. Taking his knee, he gently pushed it between my legs. I reached up, taking my hand I cupped his jaw and then moved my hand slowly to the back of his neck urging him to kiss me again.

He moved his knee back and forth forcing my legs farther apart and I deepened the kiss. He unbuckled his pants not even bothering to take them all the way off. In one swift tug he pulled my shorts off. His finger hooked on the panty line at my inner thigh.

"Stop me if you aren't-" I stopped him mid-sentence with my mouth pressed to his. I reached down grabbing his length in my hand and guided him into me pushing my underwear to the side.

"Fuuuuuuucckkkk." he moaned as he melted into me.

His reaction to me almost sent me over the edge. I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist and dug my nails into his back causing him to groan louder.

"This won't take long." He panted moving in and out.

I turned my head to get more comfortable and unfortunately I got momentarily distracted by the tv and stifled a giggle.

My body shook as I tried to hold the laugh back. Chris picked up the pace but I couldn't hold it any longer and let out a laugh.

Chris stopped and pulled back, "Are you laughing?" He had a shocked look on his face.

"It's not a tumor." I said in my best Schwarzenegger voice.

"Breelan!" He scolded but had an amused look on his face. "I thought you were shaking from my sweet lovin and you're watching tv."

I laughed even harder. "Sweet lovin."

He laughed with me but looked for the remote. He hit the power button and raised an eyebrow at me. "Are you going to be able to participate now Mrs. Evans?"

"Oh I don't know." I chewed on my lip pretending to think about it. "What will you do if I don't?"

"Oh trust me I'm about to make you forget everything else in this room. You'll be screaming my name in a few minutes." He dipped his body down as his lip curled into a cocky grin.

"You really are super sexy Mr. Evans." I wrapped my legs back around his waist pushing him back into me.

30 minutes later we were still laying on the couch but I was half asleep. Chris was on his back and I was laying on top of him my head on his chest, my arms wrapped partially around him and my legs snuggled in between his. With his hands he gently stroked my hair behind my ear taking a strand occasionally twirling it around his finger.

"Bree." He whispered to me.

"Hhhhhmmm." I murmured sleepily into his chest.

"Are you still happy......with me?"

I wrapped my arms tighter around his torso and wiggled as close to him as possible. "I love you so much." I whispered.

He kissed my forehead, "But are you happy?"

"I'm broken." I whispered.

"Let me take care of you. Let me fix us."

"What if you can't?"

"Let me try. Just don't push me away. Don't.....don't leave me Bree."

I squeezed him tighter. We fell asleep and didn't move all night. It was one of the best nights of sleep I had had in months.