Laurel arrives at the gym where her and Matt box. Her tank top reveal her muscular arms. "Damn, you're jacked." Trish says.

Laurel laughs. "Thanks Trish."

Trish puts on boxing gloves, and hits the bag. "Am I doing this right?"

"Turn your hips. It's where all the power comes from."

Trish follows her instructions. "We should fight each other."

"Okay." Laurel grins.

She gets ready for Trish to start. Trish charges, and Laurel grabs her arm, and bends it behind her back. "Don't start off with charging." Laurel says, releasing Trish's arm.

They start again. Trish doesn't run straight at her.

Laurel waits, her and Trish staring at each other.

Trish sprints to the left of her, rolls, and grabs Laurel's ankle. Trish pulls her ankle out from under her. Laurel shrieks as she hits the mat.

Trish stands, victorious. "Nice move." Laurel grunts.

They trained for three hours, which was more than Laurel wanted. Trish is enthusiastic. That's one of the things Laurel likes most about her.

Laurel unlocks the door to her and Matt's apartment, her whole body sore. Matt grins at her as she walks into the living room. "How was training?"

"Good, but now I'm sore." He scoops her up into his arms.

She laughs, and wraps her arms around his neck, and kisses him gently. "I love you."

"I love you too." He walks into their bedroom, and puts her on the bed. "Get some sleep."

"Okay." She grins sheepishly. "I'll see you when I wake up."