I wake up to being wrapped in my husband's arms. My face faces his peaceful sleeping face. I smile, he looked so cute while sleeping.

I reach up and I caress his cheek. He grumbles something that I couldn't understand, and he rolls over on his other side. I scoff, and I frown shaking my head.

Shay then rolls over on his back. I then have a idea. I carefully climb out of bed. I go to the kitchen and I get some water and I put the water into a cup. With the cup in hand, I walk back into mine and Shay's room I stand at Shay's bedside and I dump the water onto Shay's head.

Shay jumps awake, he looks at me with shock on his face. I smirk, and he glare at me. He then rolls on stomach and he pretends to snore. I run my fingers across his bare back.

"Oh, come on Shay, you can't stay mad at me forever," I tell him. Shay looks at me and I grin. He then smirks and he pulls me on top of him, my legs wrap around his waist. Shay then leans up and he kisses me roughly on my lips.

My arms reach up and I play with his hair long hair. Shay then pulls away, and he caresses my cheek.

"What couldn't you have just woke me up like you always do?" Shay asks me. I think for a moment.

"Maybe I wanted to try something different," I tell him. Shay raises a eyebrow.

"Well, that was something alright," Shay tells me. I smile and I peck his lips. I get off his lap and I grab a blue dress, and get changed. By the time I'm done changing, Shay is fully clothed and is putting his boots on.

I walk out of our room. Feeling hungry, I go to the kitchen and I start making my favorite breakfast, pancakes. My mother used to make them with cinnamon. It was also one of the few recipes that she had the chance to teach me to make.

I start to make the pancakes on the stove, and then I feel Shay's arms wrap around me. He then looks at what I'm cooking.

"Smells good," Shay says and he kisses my cheek. I smile. I finish making breakfast, and we eat.

"So Shay, what exactly did you do while you were away?" I ask him. Shay looks at me.

"Um, I took over a fort," Shay tells me. I raise a eyebrow at him.

"Is that it?" I ask.

"Aye, that's it," Shay tells me, I know he is lying because he doesn't look at me while he says it.

"That can't be all you did," I say. Shay look at me again.

"Really that is all I did," Shay sticks to his story. I roll my eyes.

"You can't keep me in the dark forever," I tell him. Shay looks at me and sighs.

"Promise you won't get mad?" Shay asks me. I nod my head.

"Well really the only thing I did was take over a fort, but when I went into the war room I saw Le Chasseur," Shay tells me, "he attacked me and I had to kill him. I didn't want to, but if I didn't he would have told the Assassins that I'm alive," I look at him in disbelief. I look away from him.

"He help us, I can't believe this," I say. I look back up at him.

"If I didn't kill him, I would be putting you in danger," Shay tells me, "he was shipping poisonous gasses to use against colonial authorities," I nod, "I need to meet with Coronal Monroe," I look at him.

"Shay, just...... be careful around those Templars," I tell him, "don't trust him fully, they could stab you in the back at any moment," Shay looks at me, "you can never trust anyone fully these days," Shay takes my hand in his.

"Do you fully trust me?" Shay asks. I nod.

"Your the only person I trust with my life, right now," I tell him, "so yes, I fully trust you," Shay kisses my hand.

"When I come back, I will spend the whole day with you okay," Shay tells me, and I smile. Shay greys up and he pecks my lips and he walks out the door.