Rio and Demi giggled as they reached the apartment door. Rio took her key from her purse and let herself in followed closely by Demi.

"We're back! Did you miss us?"

Harry stood quickly, a little too quickly for he dropped the bowl of popcorn he had in his lap on the floor. Rio scurried to the kitchen to retrieve a broom while Demi walked over to greet her companion. Embarrassed, Harry glanced at Rostovich with a horrified look on his face.

"Don't worry about it, Harry. Rio will have it all picked up in no time." He'd not sooner spoke than Demi pulled Harry aside so that Rio could clean up the mess. Rostovich shook his head and smiled, "See, what did I tell you?"

Rio finished her little chore almost as quickly as Harry had made the mess then returned the broom and dustpan to the kitchen. Harry continued to fidget as she returned to sit next to Rostovich. Looking down he reached into his pocket then sheepishly produces a small box that he practically shoved at Demi.

"Here, I got you something.I..I hope you like it."

Demi accepted the box with a smile and tore the wrapping paper away. Her eyes went wide as she looked up at Harry.

"Jewelry?" She carefully opened the box and extracted the fine gold chain.

"Oh Harry, it's beautiful!"

Harry blushed deeply as Rio bounced from the sofa to stand next to Demi and admire the necklace. The two robot girls giggled as Rio helped Demi fasten it around her neck. Demi hugged Harry then, picking him up off of the floor. "Oh thank you, Harry."

After she had set him back down Harry seemed to regain some of his composure. He looked at his watch and then at Rostovich, "Well, it's getting late. We better be getting home now." Rostovich nodded and stood then showed them to the door.

Rostovich and Rio looked at each other and began to laugh. Rostovich shook his head; "She's got him wrapped around her finger, doesn't she?"

Rio cocked her head sideways, "Look who's talking."

They went back to the sofa and sat down, Rio nestled close beside the big man. Rostovich took a deep breath and sighed, "So tell me, how did it go?"

Rio looked up at him with a serious expression on her face, "Better than expected actually. Tsubasa was indeed there. We were able to trace down the last of his back channel connections to our communications network."

Rostovich grunted, "How can you be so sure?"

Rio leaned against him. "It was as we suspected, loosing Ping was a test. In that she was able to exceed all of his greatest expectations. He had thought that she would have to care for Largo and Piro. He never guessed that she would make other friends or show the sort of initiative that she did. We girls should all rightfully still be floating in our vats waiting for the next stage."

Rostovich looked down and smiled, the smell of her shampoo almost brought a tear to his eye from the memories it evoked. "Not very machine like at all, are you? You can make friends, adapt to new things…."He turned his head and looked away.

Rio shifted around and knelt beside him now, "Rostovich? Dennis?"

He looked back at her and blinked rapidly, she leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the cheek. They looked into each other's eyes for a moment and then she settled down beside him once more. Without a word she turned on the television to his favorite show.

Rostovich watched television till nearly dawn, he didn't have to go to work the next day. All that time he could feel her leaning against him, hear her even breathing, feel her warmth. He knew that she wasn't really asleep, at least not any sort of sleep that he would understand. But he knew that he needed her there in a way that he hadn't known before. He knew that she knew what he needed.

And that was good enough for him.

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