Can I have you?

Eric was only vaguely aware of what was going on around him. He was unconscious of course, but vaguely aware that he was being dragged by someone. He wondered who had jumped back out of the boat to save him, and whoever it was - he would owe his life too. There weren't many sailors who would do that for fellow sailors. He felt himself sighing as he was dragged up onto some sort of land and he felt himself relax again. He was safe now; he could tell. He relaxed, laying back and letting himself sleep.

Isabella giggled and nodded her head. A shower. She could cook while he was in the shower... It felt like a very couple-y thing to do - and she happened to really like the idea of it all. She smiled as they made their way down the ladder, blushing with his hands on her waist like they were. When he mentioned making her favorite, she giggled softly. "Shouldn't we be making Wenda's favorite?" She asked softly. He knew she would be angry at this gesture between the two of them.

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Aria sat through the storm with him as the day dawned the storm was passing. She died her tail her hand moving over it and her legs came out. Aria stood and went and changed. She put the hair piece in her hair keeping her hair up and walked back out as the sun started to shine. Aria grabbed a mango and then went sitting next to Eric with the water bottle waiting for him to wake up. Aria hoped he would be okay.

Peter smirked. "I'm tired of eating her favorite." he said and winked at her. Peter took her hand and headed toward his home. Peter opened the door for her as they got there. Peter lead her in and smiled. "I got to hop in the shower quickly but I'll be out soon." he said and winked at her. Peter headed toward his room.

Eric rolled over, stretching out in the feeling of the warmth of the sun. He didn't exactly remember the night before - as he didn't remember the night before that - but his body told him that he was lucky to be Alice. He was happy to see the sunlight again. When he blinked, he saw the vision of a beautiful red-haired woman and he caught himself mesmerized by her. At the same point, he was confused. Where was he and how did he get here?

Isabella couldn't help but smile at him as he winked at her. She bit her lip, wishing he didn't make her feel the way that he did. It wasn't fair when he was so completely oblivious to it! "Home sweet home!" She said teasingly as they got to his place and then she headed straight for the kitchen. "I'll start working on the chicken Parmesan!" She called happily as he headed towards his room. She wanted to please him. She was in for some trouble with Wenda, she could tell already.

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"Oh good you're awake." she said and put the water bottle in his hands. "Drink this Eric." Aria said and looked back out at the ocean her knees pressed into her chest as she held them. The mango rested in her hand as she rested her chin on her knees. Aria was quiet sure his mind was already reeling. She didn't want to reveal her mermaid self though. It would bring back everything and that was to dangerous. He had a pure heart but that could change easily. Aria felt him staring at her. She had a feeling he wasn't going to let this go easily.

Peter smiled. He knew she would make herself at home. Peter closed his door stripped off then hopped into the shower for a quick shower. He cleaned up then got out and dressing. Peter finished getting ready and walked out smiling at Isabella. He went behind her his hand moving over her hip and he kissed her cheek. Peter's button up shirt was unbuttoned and he smelled like his shampoo and clone. It was the one Isabella had given him last year for his birthday. "How can I help?" he asked and moved beside her buttoning his shirt up and running a hand through his hair. Peter washed his hands then dried them.

Eric was surprised as he stared at the girl. She seemed so familiar to him and he couldn't believe it. Where did he know her from though? He knew he had never seen her before. He took a drink of the water to get full function of his patched tongue before he spoke and then he glanced over at her. "How do you know my name?" He asked her softly. "I know you from somewhere - but from where? I am certainly I would remember a pretty face like that! How did I get here?" He had a lot of questions...

Isabella had gotten straight to work on the chicken parmesan. She was comfortable in his home and she easily made herself at home every time she had been there. When Peter came back, she was surprised to see him with his shirt unbuttoned, smelling so good. That was the epitome of sexy right there and she licked her lips. She recognized that shirt... She had gotten it for him... How sexy he looked in it. "You can start boiling some water for the noodles. I was going to make a fettuccine Alfredo for a side dish." She said with a smile

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"Whoa slow down Eric." Aria turned looking at him and sighed. "Drink some more then eat this then we will talk... one question at a time." she said putting the mango in his hand. Aria smiled softly at him and touched his arm. "You're safe now okay?" she asked and then stood headed over to her hammock. Aria thought it best he take some time to think and calm down before they talked. She ran her hand over her legs as she laid back.

"Sure." Peter said and started to do what she asked. He had to lean around her to get the water. Peter grinned down at her and pressed into her. "What should I do after that?" Peter asked and moved away from her and set it up turning on the stove. Peter then went over leaning against the counter beside her and looked at Isabella. Peter pulled out the pasta and set it beside the pan then returned to looking at her.

Eric didn't want to wait until he was fully hydrated and full before he had his questions answered. He was too anxious for that - but he didn't want to argue with the beautiful woman. He took another drink of the water before starting in at the pasta. He wanted to please her - for some reason he felt like he just had to and he couldn't convince himself otherwise. He sat alone on the beach, finishing up his mango and thinking as he watched the waves come in. What the hell had happened the night before? How did a pretty girl get here? There was so much he needed explained.

Isabella smiled to herself as he leaned into her to get the water. She tried to press herself more into him in a way that wasnt obvious, but even this didn't seem close enough for her liking. When he had completed that, she just smiled over at him with a knowing grin and shrugged. "Just keep me company?" She begged of him softly as she perfected the chicken Parmesan. She wanted this to make him happy - and maybe even keep his attention on her rather than Wenda tonight. She wished she could just enchant him with the half-fairy powers she had, but it down work that way... Not for love. She had to do things the old fashioned way - and that meant being in love with Peter while he was oblivious to it.

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Aria lay there until she knew he would be done then stood looking over at him sitting there. He had lost his shirt and his hair was a mess. He was covered in sand and she half wanted to go up and just kiss him. Aria bit her lip and walked over to him. "Come on Eric." she said and took his hand and the water bottle. Aria helped him stand and headed inland toward a waterfall on the island. It was a bit of a walk and that was why she had hydrated and feed him first. Aria looked at him. "Okay what's your first question and don't go listing all of them at once that gives me no time to answer." she said and sighed. Aria walked along the sandy path toward the waterfall holding his hand as she nearly toed him behind her. She knew he would follow but this way was just easier. Her skin was soft against his and her hand on his skin must have been a trip.

Peter smiled and then nodded. "Alright but I got to tell Wenda when dinner will be done." he said sure that as soon as he called she would be on her way. Peter grinned and grabbed his phone. "Three minutes." Peter said and then walked into his room. He racked the door and gave her a call. Peter talked with Wenda and then said goodbye. He came out putting his phone back and sitting at the breakfast bar watching Isabella. "So what do you think will happen next in Treasure Island. We only have like five chapters left."

Eric was quite surprised when this girl had come back up to him. He was still sufficiently confused and he was slightly shocked and surprised when she helped him up from the ground. He was mesmerized by her as she started to lead him. He almost couldn't focus on anything around her. The feeling of her hand in his was giving him shivers in a way he had never experienced before. He had never wanted a girl so badly... Now he wanted her more than anything in the world. When she spoke, he had to focus hard to comprehend, and then he had to think hard some more to think of his good first question. "How do you know my name?" He asked softly. It confused him.

Isabella smiled when Peter grew a smile on his face. She almost pouted at the fact that he brought up Wenda. She wished he could just forget to call her - and they could have this romantic dinner to themselves. As he walked away with his phone, she placed the chicken Parmesan in the oven. She started to work on the softened pasta noodles then, draining them from the water and putting the fettuccine Alfredo sauce - homemade of course - in the pan for them to soak in. She was a rather good cook - especially with her favorite meal. When he asked her, she jumped, not noticing him come back. "I'm not sure," she said absentmindedly. "That book always surprises me."

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"We have meet once before." Aria said simply. She knew her answers would only cause more questions. But she wasn't going to tell him the whole story. Aria didn't want to and she planned on sending him home as soon as he was well again. For now he was dirty and still weak. Aria looked back at him for a moment and then stopped turning and taking his face in her hands. She looked at his head and then sighed letting him go. "How are you feeling?" she asked figuring it was her turn for a question. Aria hadn't had company for a long time so she was a little out of practice with how to socialize, her manors where a tad rusty.

Peter chuckled and grabbed her shoulders squeezing lightly. "Did I scare you?" he asked and kissed her cheek. Peter hugged her then let her go slowly. "We'll I think the kids gonna finally get a leg up." he said and grinned. Peter watched Isabella and chuckled. "You seem tense Bell. You okay?" Peter asked his face serious. Peter knew Bell well but for a while she had been off. Peter wanted badly to have her back to okay. He was starting to worry about her. Peter had thought she would have gotten out of it on her own but it seemed she needed him. After all he was her best friend.

Eric listened to her words, still confused. He felt like he was in a daze as he watched her. She was so beautiful and it left him confused. Who was she? Where had they met before? He opened his mouth to ask her such questions, but she was stopped when her hands held his face. He was mesmerized by her touch and he couldn't think to talk anymore. When she asked him, he nodded his head. "I'm a little tired. I feel weak." He answered her honestly and then thought for his next question. "Who are you?" He asked softly.

Isabella smiled as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders and she leaned backwards into him softly. She wished his touch would stay longer, but she knew that wasn't possible. "Yes, you did scare me," she said, slightly sad when his hands were completely off of her. She smiled at his guess for the book and shrugged. Maybe he was right. She sighed then and shrugged once again. "I'm fine, Peter. Just a little tired from the traveling." She answered. In reality, she was tired of being the third wheel of Wenda and Peter. She wished he was hers.

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Aria nodded and smiled as he thought of another question. "Aria. Aria Delmare." she said and took his head. "We'll rest soon." she said and kept walking with him towards the waterfall. It was beautiful up there and he could get rinsed off. It was where she went to bathe. Aria bit her bottom lip. She should probably take in further inland to see what the forest would reveal for him. Maybe there was a place for him to relax and recuperate. Eric needed a place to heal. He wasn't like her.

Peter nodded and sighed finishing setting the table. He kissed her head. "Maybe I should take over for you then." he said looking at her hands still messing with dinner preparations. But that was when Wenda came in. He smiled. "Hey." Peter said and smiled softly.
Wenda froze standing there looking at Isabella. "Oh so she's back... how come you didn't tell me Peter?"
Peter frowned. "It's all I talked about for the last week Wenda." he said.
Wenda nodded. "Yes but you didn't say anything today."
Peter frowned deeper and shook his head. "Not now Wenda please."
Wenda nodded and walked over to him leaning into him and kissing him deeply as always marking her territory.
Peter kissed her back but not like she did. And after a while he stood so that her lips fell from his in his height. Peter looked at Isabella and smiled a little forced. He knew it wasn't polite to kiss in front of your guest. He hugged Wenda though.
Wenda looked over at Isabella too smiling boldly. "Welcome back Isabella." she said in a to chipper tone.

Eric smiled as her name was spoken. It seemed to roll of the tongue with a melodic quality and he wanted to repeat it over and over - maybe because he was already addicted to it, or because he was hoping it would jog his memory as to how he knew her. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. "You have a beautiful name," he said in a daze, wishing it hadn't sounded so stupid... "So - if I know you, how is it that I don't remember you?" He asked. "I would remember a pretty face like that!"

Isabella smiled brightly when he kissed her hand like he did. She wished for nothing more than someday being able to really kiss him as her own... She could make it happen - if he wasnt so oblivious all the time. She went to speak, but Wenda cut in before she had the chance. She felt herself feeling lonely again as they argued for a moment - and when Wenda kissed Peter, she couldn't look. Wenda had a way of making it clear that Peter was take , and Isabella hate. She continued to mess around with what was left to prepare of the Alfredo and managed a smile. "Thanks, Wenda. It's nice to see you too." She lied. It was a total lie.

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Aria smiled a small blush rising in her cheeks as he said he would remember a pretty face like hers. "Thanks." she said. Aria knew she was pretty but knowing and hearing are two different things. "You don't remember because I don't want you to remember... and Eric it's best if you don't ask how. It will save me from having to lie to you." Aria said and looked at him. "I don't lie often but when I do I it to keep myself safe." she said and gave him a small but sad smile. "Next question." she said and stopped sitting him on a rock standing in front of him to let him rest.

Peter smiled. He was glad they where getting along still.
Wenda smiled. "Peter love will you grab me a jacket I'm a bit chilly." she said though it was obviously warm in here.
Peter looked down at her and nodded leaving the room. Wenda turned to Isabella. "Look I don't appreciate you taking his time like this. Peter's to nice to tell you this but... he feels odd with you around us as the third wheel all the time. We are a couple after all and well it doesn't leave much room for you dear. I know you already know this. I see it every time I walk in the room." she said. Wenda licked her lips leaning into the counter. "Peter is not a single man, and you shouldn't treat him as such, it just makes it uncomfortable all around." Wenda said and smiled. Before Isabella got a chance to say anything Peter came back in.
Peter smiled at them handing Wenda a sweater.
Wenda smiled. "Oh I moved closer to the stove baby I feel fine now, thank you." she said and kissed his lips and he smiled setting the sweater on a chair.

The goofy smile on Eric's face grew even wider as he watched a blush creep up onto her cheeks. She looked even more gorgeous with those flushed cheeks and he nodded to her thanks. The smile was easily wiped from his face as she explained that she couldn't tell him how for reasons unknown. He wanted to know, but she had just forced him to stop prodding. "What do you have to keep yourself safe from?" He asked, knowing it still had to do with the prohibition of those types of questions, but it was still slightly unrelated. She should be able to answer it, right?

Isabella could have spat at Wenda for what she was saying! After all, Peter was the one who had asked her to come over. She should've known better... All during vacation she had told herself that she had to stop letting her heart control her and she had to start telling Peter no - but that had all evaporated the instant she saw him. With Wenda, she knew that it was obviously written all over her face that she was in love with her boyfriend. She just couldn't help it - and she felt she deserved him so much more than Wenda did. She couldn't get a word in edgewise before Peter came back though, to tell her off, and she felt like crying. After all, she had made the dinner and everything... "Maybe... I should get going." She said in a soft voice, hanging her head.

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Aria looked at him and sighed. "From every person." Aria said and then looked away. "Don't you want to know where you are, or what happened?" she asked hoping to change the subject. Aria sat down beside him looking out over the woods. Aria smiled softly at him. "It comes with who I am but don't worry about it." Aria said and put her hand over his.

Peter frowned looking over at Isabella. He shook his head. "None sense, you made dinner now you're gonna sit and eat it with me." he said forgetting to say us. Peter blushed slightly and put his arm around Isabella. "Are you okay?" he whispered in her ear. Peter looked at Wenda. "Will you take over here for a sec hun?" he asked and escorted Isabella out to his room. He closed the door and turned to look at her. "Sit. What's going on?" Peter sat on his bed with her. He wasn't going to leave this room till she told him what just happened.

Eric pouted slightly as she seemed to dodge the question. He should've expected that from her, but he was hoping she might actually have some sort of explanation for her. "Yes - what happened?" He asked softly. "I'd also like to know why you're in so much danger -maybe you could let me help you with that? Especially since you helped me through all of this!" He smiled at her weakly. He was still not feeling well, but he felt a little better.

Isabella felt sad - and she should've known better than to put herself in this situation. She blushed when he said that she was going to eat with him and she stares at her shoes, really nervous about all of this. She didn't answer his whispering but sighed as she was escorted to his bedroom. "Nothing," she said softly to Peter. It was a lie, but she couldn't tell him. "Nothing is wrong - i just thought that you two might want to be alone. It seemed like you wanted to be."

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Aria sighed and looked down. "Do you remember the storm? It was getting really bad and you fell over board... that saved your life though because moments later your ship was rammed into the volcano and was pulverized against the rocks. I'm sorry Eric." she said and looked at him. "You don't have to save me again you already did. I saved you because you saved me." Aria said.

Peter shook his head. "I may be thick headed but I'm not stupid Bell something really has you upset and it's killing me to watch it tare you apart now talk to me Bell. I'm not leaving this room until you talk to me about what's really going on." he said. It was obvious a little lie was not going to make him believe her. She would have to come up with something good.

Eric frowned a little. His mind had apparently tried to hide the details from him, but he was beginning to remember everything of the previous night now. "Wow..." He said lightly. "And the other sailors? Are they all...dead?" He asked softly. He knew the answer already, but he needed to hear it... "So this time I'll save you without the 'I owe you one'!" He said teasingly. "Every damsel in distress needs someone to save her!"

Isabella sighed. She wished she could tell him that his girlfriend had been bullying her about their friendship for as long as they had been dating, but she couldn't do that. Then she would be blamed if their relationship ended... "It was just..." She started, and then she sighed. She couldn't believe what she was going to say here. "I see the way that you two are looking at each other - such love in your eyes... I don't want to intrude on a romantic dinner. Third wheeling really isn't my thing."

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Aria looked at Eric and frowned. She wrapped her arms around his waist snuggled under his arm. She knew it must be hard for him to loose his people. She looked up at him when he said he would save her. "Eric you are going to have to go home. I'm safe here... alone. People will look for you and they will find me. You can keep me safe by going home, when you are well, and not looking back." Aria pulled back. "Let's go." she said not touching him. She headed up toward the waterfall.

Peter frowned. He shook his head and knelt in front of her pulling her face into his hands. "I want you here. I missed you and want to spend time with you. I will make sure we don't make you feel like the third wheel, cause your not." Peter said and the whole time his eyes looking deep into hers. Peter felt awful that he had made her feel like she wasn't wanted here. "I tell you what, tomorrow we'll spend all night just you and me, we'll do what ever you want okay? Please Bell don't be sad no more."