Chasing Forever.

When I Look at You.

Erika P.O.V. (At work)

I walk into the kitchen where I see Zac sitting at the table, Playing on his phone. I walk up behind him and run my hands through his hair.

"Hey, Beautiful." He says, Looking up from his phone.

"Hey. Got a second?" I ask.

"Always have time for you. What'cha got?" He says.

"Come with me." I tell him. I lead him back to my Quarters. "You can sit on the bed."

"What's going on?" He asks.

"Just listen. I wrote you a song." I say.

(A/N I know Miley Cyrus wrote this song. Just pretend Erika wrote it.)

Everybody needs inspiration,

Everybody needs a soul

The beautiful melody

When the nights so long

Cause there is no guarantee

That this life is easy

Yea when my world is falling apart

When there’s no light to break up

The dark, that's

When I... I... I look at you

When the waves

Are flooding the shore and I can't

Find my way home anymore

That’s when I... I... I look at you

When I look At You I see forgiveness

I see the truth you love me for who I am

Like the stars hold the moon

Right there where they belong

And I Know I'm not alone.

Yea when my world is falling apart

When there's no light to break up

The Dark, that's

When I... I... I look at you

When the waves

Are flooding the shore and I can't

Find my way home anymore

That’s when I... I... I look at you.

You appear just like a dream to me

Just like Kaleidoscopes colors that

Cover me, all I need

Every breath that I breath don't you know

You're beautiful.

Ye-hey yay yeah

When the waves

Are flooding the shore and I can't

Find my way home anymore

That’s when I... I... I look at you, I look at you

Ye-hey Yeah Oh Ah

And you appear just like a Dream

To me.

"Well?" I ask.

"Well, It's... Um... Amazing." He says.

"So you like it?" I say.

"I love it." He says. "Come here." I walk over and sit down next to him.

"God, You're so beautiful."

"Stop saying that, Zac." I tell him.

"Stop putting yourself down, Erika." He says. I look down at my wrist. "Don't look at those."

"I can't help it." I say.

"Yes you can." He tells me. He lays back on the pillows. I lay down next to him and put my head in his neck.

"You smell good." I tell him.

"Thank you?" He laughs. "I smell like smoke."

"Quick question... We haven't been to any fires today.... Let alone a single run. Why would you smell like smoke?" I laugh.

"My gear. Hasn't been washed in six months.." He says.

"That's just disgusting, Babe." I say.

"Yeah, I know."

Squad 6, Engine 1. Ambulance 42. Respond on a possible Methephetimine Explosion. 5463 West Shore Road. Box 786. Time out, 12:23.

"That's right down the street from home." I say.

"Load up."