A/N: I know that when I normally write chapters with the same title but different POVs, they normally cover the same events, but this chapter and the one beforehand are just following up on each other, if that makes sense. I guess I should say part 2, huh. Okay. Will do. Thanks. :)

Anyways, on to the story! 

Linh and Fitz were dating? 

Since when?

And why do I feel like I'm the last to know?

A warm feeling enveloped in my chest, but it wasn't a cuddly feeling. 

I recognized it as anger, and worry. 

But I refused to let it take ahold of me, and instead I set it on the back stove burner, simmering. 

After a long pause to collect my feelings, I looked down at Sophie.

I stared at her, and a sudden thought struck me. 

I grew worried because I realized that was why she was crying.

Sophie was crying because she had a crush on Fitz, and it got crushed. 

I knew about it, everyone did, except for Fitz, and maybe Linh now that I think about it. 

She wouldn't have said yes to Fitz if she knew that Sophie liked Fitz.

Would she?

But, other than that...

I wasn't sure whether to be happy for us, sad for her, or mad for obvious reasons. 

She stared back up at me, turmoil in her eyes and laid her head in my lap. 

My hand unbiddingly started to stroke her hair, but I could feel Sophie's tense body start to melt underneath mine, so I didn't stop. 

Her eyelashes fluttered as her eyelids slowly started to droop, and I smiled. 

Sophie was blinking rapidly, trying to stay awake, but to no avail. 

Seconds later, she was fast asleep, my hands tangled in her hair. 

I smiled at her, amazed that someone like me would be lucky enough to have someone like her. 

Amazing. 

I gently shifted my legs, moving her off of me. 

I stood up, and promptly collapsed to the ground, groaning quietly. 

I had forgotten about my prosthetic leg, and my fingers had gotten into the slightly unconvenient nervous habit of fiddling with the knobs around my ankle part. 

Sometimes my stray fingers would make the adjustable part longer, or a whole lot shorter, and I almost always fell down afterwards. 

Ugh. 

I sat up, pulled my foot towards me and adjusted the dials to what they were normally. 

Picking myself up, I hoped that the nervous habit wouldn't be a habit for much longer, or Linh would start to tease me.

"If that happened, then we would really  make a good pair. Sophie, the naturally clumsy one, and me, the unnaturally clumsy one. Heheh....."

I slipped my hands underneath Sophie's legs and arms, and tucked her into her bed, all nice and cozy.

An overwhelming urge filled me to kiss her, all snuggled up in her covers, but as I drew her to her, I hesitated right above her forehead. 

Instead, I touched my forehead to hers, pressing my bangs against her smooth forehead. 

"Goodnight Sophie,"

I whispered, breathing in her scent. 

As I turned away, I could have swore that I heard her mumble, 

"Love you Tam,"

but when I looked over at her, she was perfectly still, so I shrugged it off.

But as I left, a warm feeling filled my chest, warming me all over.

It was a good feeling, only soured by my destination. 

Home. 

A/N: Look! It's longer! By 300 words or so! Hooray! But why is Tam going home??? >-< :l