After her food arrived, Spencer decided to watch some of the news on TV but soon realized that the incessant war talk was just not what she wanted to be thinking about. Instead her mind wandered and eventually she was thinking of a certain brunette who she would be having by her side for the next couple of days.

‘I hope she doesn’t find me boring. I mean she must have this amazing life outside of teaching. She looks slightly familiar though…I just can’t quite put my finger on where I have seen her before.’

Spencer’s head was quickly snapped out of her daze when she heard the sound of keys and the front door of her home opening up to a dark-haired man carrying an armful of grocery bags.

“Sweetie…you know you can get off your lazy little ass and come help me with these right? Unless of course you developed that ‘Stare at the gay man with groceries’ disease again.” Marco sarcastically told Spencer when he realized she was just staring at him.

“Oh I’m sorry Marco…I was just enjoying this manly side of you I hardly ever get to see!”

“Well if you had actually bought some damn groceries instead of working on those damn science experiments in our refrigerator while I was out of town. I wouldn’t have had to exert all my energy making this house habitable again.” Marco placed the bags down and left to get the rest from the car.

While putting the groceries away, Marco quickly caught on to the little grin that was on the blonde’s face. “Sooo…anything exciting happen while your Mr. Wonderful was away?”

Spencer shook her head and began to giggle. ‘Why the hell am I giggling?’

“Oh lord! Not the giggles…you know you can’t stop yourself once you begin! Obviously SOMETHING happened if it is causing this type of response. You either got some, will be getting some, or you are completely losing your mind. So spill girl!”

Tears began forming in Spencer’s eyes from the giggling and she had to sit down and take a few deep breaths before she spoke. “Oh it was a horrible day…until I had to meet with President Michaels…”