Hando was quiet trying to get his mind around what was happening; Marce was silent standing behind the deputy as he was let out of jail. Once dressed in his clothes and with his things back in his pockets he followed her out of the station took a deep breath and looked up at the sky, it was still blue.

Marce walked to where her bike was parked and picked up her helmet, Hando followed her and took the helmet placing it on the seat of the bike.

"I don’t know how you did it, why you did it but I’m damn glad you did," he took her in his arms and held her tightly.

"I’ll tell you when we get home." She said backing away from him and picking up her helmet again.

Once back at the cabin Hando walked around outside for a few minutes and then went inside. Marce had the kettle going and made them a cup of tea.

"It looks different in here." He observed taking his cup to the sofa.

"I moved some things around and put up some curtains, I think it looks good more like a home now."

"Home…" he took a sip of his tea

"Yeah its home, our home, mine as well as yours since you moved me here, I figured you wanted me here maybe needed me. It’s where I want to be with you."

"I thought you’d gone." He said quietly

"No…I’ve been working two jobs to get enough money to get you out of jail, that’s why I haven’t been to see you. I made a deal, Hando with the deputy and the judge…I did my part…paid the money, now it’s up to you to go along."

"What kind of deal Marce?" he looked up

"A deal that says you’ll show up at the hearing a deal that says you’ll help clean up the mess you made at the solicitor’s office and in return for all this you may get the charges dropped. You’ll have a clean record again." Marce moved over and sat beside him

"You shouldn’t be making deals for me, you don’t control me," he said lifting his chin and looking her in the face.

"It’s already done and I expect t you to hold up your end. I care about you Hando and I’m not going to let you waste your life, your time on this earth with crap like you pulled. Sorry if you don’t like that, you’re a strong personality and I like that…but so am I. I’m strong enough to control you…you think I’m not? You should try me sometime…try me Hando."

"Don’t tempt me bitch." He said

"I’m tempting you right now what are you going to do about it." Marce stared him in the eyes.

The bulge in his jeans was becoming painful he liked her like this meeting him shoulder to shoulder eye for eye. "I tell you what I’m going to do take you to bed and fuck your brains out."

"Yeah you think so well come on Hando I’m ready for the ride."