The presence of someone standing over me is enough for me to throw myself out of bed and get ready for an oncoming attack. "Whoa, whoa love, it's just me," Aiden whispers to me once he sees the silver shine of the knives I had under my pillow.

"Oh..." I mumble, "I'm sor-." I start to say, but while he raises his hand to stop my apology he can't stop my mind.

I did it again. Just like what happened with Elliot.

How? I was doing so well, all I have to do is put on a smile, but wait... I am in a different environment now. I'm not in America, where I could just smile and everything would be forgotten. If Aiden sees me smile, I know he could read past it, he knew me for years. What else can I do? What else can I do to hide the person underneath my mask? How can I keep the people I don't want to hurt safe?!

"Cameron, amour," Aiden's hands cover mine that had unknowingly slipped into the roots of my hair. "What's wrong?"

I know he wanted an answer, but I couldn't help the strange calmness I felt basking in the silence. "Everything," I said after a moment.

I had wanted to keep Aiden on the outsides of my wall too. To not let him see how vulnerable I was, like my father had drilled into me, and to only do the mission I was assigned to complete, but I now knew. It was like a spear he kept driving into my heart. I wanted to reach out and rely on him, but the fear of losing him was stronger.

"Nothing can ever be right. People have to lie, this is the world we live in. Only the best liars win. The second you tell someone the truth you lose and they run away. Don't get too close or you will have to start lying." I say repeating the words I had been told over and over again.

"You know..." Aiden says now, "if they are forced to hide behind a face every day to get someone to like them, they don't deserve those people."

"What people do they get? No one will just give people anything without expecting something in return."

"And that is where you are wrong." Aiden saying grabbing my shoulders. He leans down and slowly leaves a trail of kisses moving further up my neck as he goes. After he plants a kiss on the corner of my mouth he pulls away and moves to my ear. "I will stand by your side even after you don't see a point in standing. I will be with you and for you forever, Cam." Aiden lays his head gently on my shoulder as we both ingest the silence.

The words I had dreamed about slipped through his mouth with ease and I badly wanted to scream it back to him on a mountain for the world to here to show how much I meant them, but that would mean exposing my identity and destroying both of our reputations in the process. In that moment though, I was drunk on love. I was drunk on his affection and the thing I had wanted since that party.

"Aiden, I lo-..." The words stop as a hot mouth presses into mine, branding my lips like a burning torch. After a moment we both break apart but still remain silent to catch our breathes.

"Say it once you know that you will wake up next to me every morning," he mumbles in my ear before pulling away.

"Now," Aiden smiles. "Are you going to sit in bed and sleep or are you following me as I take you on the best date you will ever have?"

"Well when you say it like that, I may need to raise my expectations a little bit," I say, pulling off my sheets and walking to my suitcase to grab something to wear.

By the time I was done digging through my suitcase I didn't even remember Aiden was in the room with me till I heard a small movement behind me as I stripped.

"Something wrong?" I question with a smirk, knowing what he was looking at, as I bend down to reach for a new shirt and shorts.

"You know, if you keep doing that," Aiden walks up behind me and whispers in my ear, "we're going to have to watch the sunrise from the room."

"Oh really?" We couldn't have that now," I mumble while still wearing a half smirk. I lean my back further into his chest as I pull over my shirt. It wasn't too long before Aiden spun me around and planted his lips firmly on mine again.

We stay like that for a minute before we break apart and I grab my khaki shorts and shoes.

"So you wake me up in the dead morning saying that you are taking me to see the sunrise, but all you are doing is killing me with kisses. Or was that your real plan all along?"

"I could make that the real plan, but I think you will enjoy my other plan more, mon amour. Follow me," he says, intertwining our fingers as he pulls me to the door.

I follow him quietly through the dark hallways of the house till we reach the back door. He quickly unlocks his car and then we are on the road.

On the way there it was mostly just small talk and reminiscing about our childhoods.

"...and then do you remember when we first met. You were so tiny, I would've never thought you had knife training."

"Those kids never had a chance," I say thinking back to when I was 9 and Aiden was 10 when I was playing at the elementary school playground. Mylan and Matheo were already in middle school so I was playing by myself.

I had always hated the other kids in my grade because they always acted stupid and got the whole class in trouble for it. For example, on that day we all had to write a letter to the principal explaining "our" bad behavior. I, being the mature 9 year old I was, stuck gum to the two main boys' chairs, and I would have gotten away with it if some girl didn't sell me out for a euro. ONE FREAKING EURO! See, I told you those kids were stupid. She probably thought she could solve world hunger with that one euro.

So of course those two boys and their friends decided to get revenge on me by trying to surround me and jump me at the elementary school playground where teachers supervised. Not the smartest move.

"You thought it was funny, placing gum on our chairs, but after today you gonna to have super many bruises you can't walk straight." One of the boys said with terrible grammar.

"STOP!" Said some random kid running into the middle of the circle so he was next to me.

"I am going to call the teacher if you don't go away and leave him alone." The boy grabbed my hand and squeezed it hard.

"No way," the boy laughs. "Look what I got," he says, pulling out a one dollar bill.

"I can't even buy ice cream with that," the boy with caramel curls states.

"B-but." The boys' eyes widen.

"We are leaving now, bye bye." He waves, pulling me out of the circle with him.

"That was definitely a memory," I laugh, thinking about scared we all were seeing the older kid.

As I stepped out of the passenger's seat, I noticed a small red and white striped ice cream shop with lights on. It stood by itself on the beach.

"Does it stay open all night?" I turn to look at Aiden who was locking his car.

"No, but it opens early to get the morning rush of couples who sit on the beach."

I look out towards the wind to see a few other couples sitting down on the beach eating ice cream.

"Come on, or we are going to miss it," Aiden grabs my hand again and together we walk into the ice cream shop not caring about what other couples saw us together.

We choose and pay for our ice creams, mine mint chip and his butter pecan, and sit off to the far right away from the other couples.

"Since when did you have a sister?" I say, taking another spoonful of my ice cream.

The spoon Aiden held froze before it entered his mouth as he turned to look at me.

"I'm sorry, I didn't notice. You never talked about her," I apologize, raising my hands defensively.

Aiden drops the spoon back into his cup and laughs. The same airy laugh that could make anyone smile.

"You, the most observant person in the world, freaked out about not noticing something that couldn't be noticed," Aiden laughter dies down as he continues talking.

"My parents died in a car crash around 6 months after you disappeared. I was able to stay with my grandma in England, but I could tell I was stressing her out. I convinced her to move into a nursing home so that she could have a peaceful ending while I was put in foster care where I was lucky to meet Mia's family."

I scooped out a spoonful of mint chip ice cream and fed him hoping to bring up the sad mood I caused.

He opens his mouth while continuing to look me dead in the eyes. I shove the spoon in his mouth and a small smirk appears as he licks it clean causing a reaction to fizzle inside my stomach.

Aiden lets out a deep chuckle as he wraps an arm around my waist and we sit in silence watching the sunrise. We sit as just another couple on the beach, like two normal individuals that don't have anything else on their mind besides the person next to them. They don't think about killing or committing crimes, they worry about their job, their family, and the money they make.

As we sat together, we didn't worry about any future dangers, we sat just like another couple that didn't want the day to end.