" Fantastic!" He smiled, feeling happy that she accepted his offer. " Let me get this for you." He replied as he grabbed the handle of her suitcase tipping it to the side on its weels.

" Oh, thank you Sebastien." She smiled up at him. " I just don't want to interfere with your room or anything." She clarified, trying to let him know that she could be easy to live with.

" Oh no cherie, not at all." He replied softly as he started to make his way down the hallway as Alex followed him. " I just want to help, but it realy is your decision, and I just want you to be comfortable."

" And I fully appreciate it, thank you Sebastien." She smiled as she followed him, almost close to his side with one hand on her purse that was swaying back and forth on her shoulder.

Alex followed him down the hall, she closed her eyes as she could smell his cologn. She rememberd that smell well, and she indeed missed it. She could remember that night when she asked help with her pajamas after having the accident with her hands. She could remember his touch, how they carassed her skin tenderly. His lips, how they brushed against her softly and fully. And indeed his smell, not too powerfull but yet enough to drive her crazy. She could feel a tears begin to sting the back of her eyes, she missed him so much and now she was there walking beside him, on their way to his door. She still couldn't understand why he had broken her heart, but she knew she had to move past it, and move on with her life.

" I hope you don't mind if the place is a little messy." Sebastien replied, setting her suit case down and sliding the key inside the lock of the door. " Hmmm ... mine seems to be working just fine." He smirked as the little green light appeared on the door, indicating that they could both go in.

Alex just rolled her eyes and giggled at his remark. She then followed Sebastien into his hotel room. She carefully walked inside, not knowing what to expect. She stood their by the door way, with one hand on her purse waiting for Sebastien to show her the place.

" Are you thirsty?" He asked as he shut the door behind them.

" A little." She nodded as she looked up at him.

" Let me show you where you will be sleeping first then I will get onto those drinks." He winked rolling the suitcase behind him, his body language making Alex following him.

" Here you are." He smiled as they both entered a room, placing the suit case beside the bed.

Alex looked around the room, noticing that it was rather large for a bedroom and realized that it was must have been the master bedroom. It looked very cozy, with light brown painted walls, a nice King size bed against the back wall with a nice window at the side with long, white drapes. A nice little television sitting on a night stand just infront of the bed for nice viewing. Including also a little closet to the side of the television.

" And where will you be sleeping?" Alex asked turning around to face Sebastien who was leaning against the door frame with his hands across his chest.

" Oh, I will sleep on the couch." Sebastien replied, pointing towards the living room on his side.

" Now, that is not necassary." Alex shook her head, feeling completely guilty. It seemed as if she was kicking him out of his own bed.

" Why not?" Sebastien asked confused.

" Well, I mean this is your place, I don't want to interfere with your sleeping arrangements." Alex replied, looking around the room, hinting the idea to Sebastien.

" Alex, it's no problem realy. I just want to help you." Sebastien replied entering the room, walking closer to her. " That's what friends are for."

" You mean ... we're friends?" Alex asked, looking up at Sebastien who was now standing infront of her. She was happy to hear those words escape from his mouth, what's nothing better to be friends?

" Well, that is if you want to, cherie." Sebastien replied looking down at her. " I mean, I know I've broken your heart but the next best thing to do is be friends."

" Well, it beats being uncomfortable with eachother." She shrugged, looking up at him.

" So is that a yes?" Sebastien asked, looking for the answer in her eyes once before.

" Yes." She nodded.

" Great." Sebastien smiled broadly, seeming so happy to know that she is willing to do the same thing. " Well, why don't I go get our drinks."

" Okay, sounds wonderful." She smiled at him. " I'm going to change, I must be a mess from the weather outside."

" You go ahead and change, and when you done, you can meet me in the kitchen." Sebastien smiled as he headed towards the door. He then turned around and looked at her one last time before leaving. " But, you look great no matter what."

Alex smiled slightly as she looked at the floor, feeling her cheeks color. He then closed the door behind him, leaving her in her privacy.

Alex sighed as she sat at the edge of the bed. Was she ready to be friends with him? It all seemed to be going too fast. One minute she was sitting at her own work, working on peoples nails and talking to Samantha, the next minute she's sitting in Sebastien's place, and working for this new musical group. She figured this whole friendship thing was the best thing to do, if he was willing to do it, then so should she. He may have broken her heart, but he seems that he wants to forget about it, and Alex was just going to have to accept it.

Sebastien smiled to himself as he walked himself into the kitchen, pulling out to glasses and a bottle of red wine. The memories of him and Alex entered his mind, of what good memories they were, he just wish they could have continued to make more. He popped open the bottle and gently poured an even amount of liquid into both glasses, as he stood there waiting for her. Sebastien knew what he suggested was silly, she would have to think he was crazy if he is willing to be friends after all that has happened, but it was something that he needed to say in order for this whole thing to work out for both of them.
As he sat there, sipping his wine and waiting for her his mobile started to go off. Confused and not knowing who it could be, he pulled his cell out of his back pocket and looked at the ID. He chuckled as he saw who was calling him, and he decided to answer.

" Bonjour! " He smiled.

" So, did you do it?" A familiar voice rang through the phone

" Yes, I suggested that she should stay over and she accepted it!" Sebastien smiled broadly. " Good thinking in telling the manager that she wouldn't be staying in her room any longer."

" Oh good! I was actually afraid that she would say no ... I know how her mind thinks sometimes. And thank you, but it wasn't just me you know."

" Oh yes, I know it was the others, but, are you sure this is going to work?" Sebastien asked, lowering his voice so Alex wouldn't hear, glancing once and a while down the hallway. " I mean what if this whole thing doesn't go well, and she just truly wants to just be friends."

" Sebastien, you have to understand that you have to give her time. You can't just rush things ... things take time, and this is one of those."

" Yeah, I guess I understand." Sebastien sighed as he sipped his wine. " So what is the next plan?"

" We haven't thought about it yet, but I'm pretty sure we will have it by Monday."

" Okay, but, what am I suppose to do until then?" Sebastien asked, worriedness was evident in his voice.

" Use your imagination, I'm sure you can think of a few things to drive her crazy for you. And plus have you seen yourself? It shouldn't take much."

" Okay, I'm going to pretend you didn't just say that." Sebastien chuckled feeling a little embarrassed. " And I will see if I can come up with anything."

" Okay Sebastien, I hope you can. I have to go now, but I will call you tomorrow."

" Okay, I will see you Monday." Sebastien replied.

" Goodbye, Sebastien."

" Goodbye, Urs."

No sooner did Sebastien had hung up the phone, Alex had opened the bedroom door. Smiling as she entered through the living room, and into the kitchen. Sebastien could tell she was relaxed by the way she was smiling, and by the was she was dressed. He couldn't help but see that she was wearing a simple white tank top and blue faded jeans that fixed on her every curve.

" Who wants some wine?"