"Does Danny know abouts this?" I'm getting worked up and honestly I'm disappointed. I call him uncle Jeffrey for crying out loud. How could he do such a thing? He is family!

"No. Not yet. I wanna find enough proof before I can say anything." He responds calmly and stack some papers in front of him.

"Are you kidding? You have enough! Let's go tell him and grab the scrambag." I stand up frustrated.

"And tell him what? Right now the only crime he has done is being a crappy friend. There is no solid proof about him framing your father. Just calm done. We'll find a way." He squeezes my shoulder comforting but I don't feel better at all. Nevertheless I sit back down.

"Easy for you to say. You're not the one that's in federal prison." I sign swallowing hard, trying to push away the lump that is forming in my throat. "I just want to get him out of there. I want him to come home."

He turns the desk chair in his direction and kneels in front of me. He places his hands on my knees rubbing little circles on my skin.

"I know, baby. And I'll make it happen, I promise. But I gotta do it smoothly without anyone know what I'm thinking. He can't know I'm suspecting him." I nod my head. He is right. My eyes are glued to the floor when i feel his hand cupping my cheek. I raise my sight and look at him. He has a half smile on his face looking a bit worried. "I'll fix this." And I believe him. I know he will. Hope is dancing around in my body like a tiny firefly. But it's there, it's like I'm actually seeing her weak light.

"Thank you."

"You don't.."

"For not giving up on me." I cut him off because I needed to get that out of my chest. I'm internally grateful he didn't give up and gave us another chance.

"I love you. Giving up wasn't an option." He almost whispers, tracing with his fingers the shape of my face making all tingly and excited.

I hook my hand in the back of his neck and pull him to me.

So this is what falling in love feels like. When his lips touched mine my heart almost exploded. My beats were loud and quick and I'm sure he could hear them too. All my senses woke from their sleep and I'm feeling everything with extreme intensity.

He always tastes so delicious making me hungry for more, just like the first time I've kissed him.

The kiss left us both panting and I could see the longing shining in his green eyes. They were darker now showing me how much more he wants without talking.

"Stay with me tonight." I whisper dragging my fingers gently on the crook of his neck, feeling tiny goosebumps form on his skin.

"Where else would I go?" He answers never leaving my sight. His voice has a huskier tone now and I'm melting inside. My god, that voice! The sexiest thing anyone could ever hear.

I lean in kissing him one more time just to seal the deal before the reality we're leaving these days sucks us back in.

"So tell me, what's the plan? How are going to find proof?"

He drops his head smiling lightly but stands up and turns his attention on the paperwork that's on the table.

"It's gonna be tricky. I need access on his computer but I don't know where it is. Plus I need to have Connor with me. I'm not as a good hacker as he is."

"Your friend with the garage? Is he really?" I sound genuinely surprised,cause I've seen the guy. He doesn't look it.

"You have no idea. But I don't know how we're gonna get in Novac's office without him noticing."

"I can distract him." I offer and he looks at me deep in thought.

"Can you?" He asks as if he doesn't believe me.

"Um,yeah."

"Really?" There's a hint of irony in his question.

"Yes! Why are you saying it like that?" I sound like I'm whining when I'm actually offended.

"Because you wear your emotions like a mask! Your tongue might be controlled but your face will give you away!" He chuckles and looks at me playfully. I don't appreciate how much he is enjoying this to be frank.

"I can do it! Would you just trust me?" I'm not going to back down. We're talking about my dad's freedom here. I'll do whatever it takes.

"It's not like I have another choice,now, do I?"

"I'd watch it if I were you. You don't want to piss me off especially when I might not put out tonight because of your attitude."

He laughs out loud and his smile reaches his eyes,making them wrinkle in the corners.

"Can you?" He folds his arms on his chest and leans on the desk behind him looking at me provocatively. Oh, he is so doing this on purpose! The thin fabric of his light blue shirt is close to rip from his bulging muscles. He looks so fucking good right now I can feel my mouth watering, like he is an extra special piece of candy, that I need to have.

"No. That I can't do." I admit defeat as I'm practically drooling and he laughs again. "Now, what's the plan?"

"Let's go get Conner for starters"

#

"Dude, you're playing with fire! What if we get caught?" Connor's reaction wasn't exactly what I was hoping for.

After the initial shock of seeing me at his doorstep he listened to what we wanted to ask him, which ended with him being mortified.

"We won't get caught." Patiently Noah explained to him for a second time.

"But if we do, what then?" He insisted.

"We're gonna say you're an IT guy working on some bug."

"Oh,yeah?? And who reported the bug considering it wasn't the owner?"

"Oh my god! Stop being a chicken! We will figure something out." Noah lashes out,as patience has its limits.

"A good lie is based on the details, you dumbass. If we get caught we need to have our stories straight right away. We can't risk stuttering, dickhead." If this wasn't such a bad time I would enjoy their banter so much more. Still I chuckled under my breath. They heard and looked at me annoyed so I cleared my throat and straightened my face.

"What if you say you're with the FBI? We will get you suit up and you can definitely look the part."

"Oh, so now I'm impersonating a federal officer? No offense Rachel Brody but I'd like to keep my record clean and avoid prison. And it's not like you can forge a FBI bugde that easily." Connor says to me and I hear Noah chuckle.

"Dude you don't have to say her full name all the time! God, you're such a groupie!"

"Hey, watch it!" He points his finger at Noah and he laughs.

"Okay,okay. I'll stop. And you're right. We can't use the FBI thing, it's too risky."

"Sam and Dean managed though." I say teasingly and I feel two pairs of eyes stuck on me. They both look dumbfounded.

"I thought you said she wasn't cool." Connor says to Noah,whose jaw is practically on the ground. Mental high five to me!

"She isn't." He answers to Connor and I wanna scoff but before I do, his attention is on me again. "How do you know about Sam and Dean?"

"I've watched it since I've seen your tattoo. I wanted to know what is all about." I admit and he smiles sweetly at me looking happily surprised.

"Really?"

"Well, yeah. I figured it means something more to you." I smile back and his eyes are shining with delight.

"If you two need the room just say so." Connor marks sarcastically looking disturbed but I don't care. Noah holds my hand tightly and that's the only thing that matters.

"In or out you jerk? I'm getting tired begging you." Noah asks with a stern face and I'm holding my breath until I hear Connor's answer.

"In."