Andrew smirked lightly. He loved her too, just not romantically. Or maybe he did.. He shrugged a little and lowered his arm. "I don't know.." He murmured quietly. Andrew sighed and started walking towards his apartment, whether Cordelia wanted to follow was entirely up to her.

Andrew nodded lightly as she did so. He gently held her hand. "Thanks, Delia." He murmured quietly. If it was just the two of them, he'd be fine. He really didn't need anyone, as long as Cordelia stood by him. For guy, he had a big soft spot. Approaching his door, he exhaled as he opened the door. "Hello mother, what brings you?" He greeted casually.

His mother rose from the couch and locked eyes with him. "James, you're boss called me. You didn't go to work today?" She voiced. James, his middle and most loathed name, because his mother was the only one to ever call him by that name. Andrew shrugged. "I planned on quitting, now I don't have to. I'm leaving mother." He said calmly. Her eyes widen slightly. "You can't just leave, who will take care of us when we get older?" Andrew sighed. "I've got to get on with my life, you and dad will be just fine. You didn't really think I'd stay here my whole life, did you?" He said. His mother, in her moment of frustration, snatched the hat from the top of his head and threw if down on the floor before glancing at Cordelia. "Weren't you going to talk some since into him, dear girl?" She asked, since she really didn't know that they shared the same dream. Andrew stood quietly, which wasn't ever a good sign.

His mother couldn't believe what she was hearing. Even Cordelia was leaving, was that it? The woman lowered her gaze. "I see.. Leaving to follow your dreams then, I presume?" She voiced quietly. Andrew calmed down, and glanced at his mother. "I know we can do it, together we'll be the best set of pirates you'll ever read about." He said. His mother sighed and shook her head. "We raised you better. I won't be reading anything involving hoodlums. Good bye, James." She voiced coldly, then glanced at Cordelia before leaving. Making no bones about slamming the door behind her.

Andrew sighed and plopped down on the couch. "That.. went better than I expected." He had to stiffen a chuckle. He felt so relieved!

Andrew shook his head lightly and smiled some as she put his hat back on his head. He gently wrapped his arms around her and hugged her. "I don't need anybody as long as I have you, Delia.." He murmured quietly. Whether he meant it romantically or brotherly was undetermined.

*~Time Skip~*

A month later, Andrew and Cordelia had left their city behind and went sailing, like they had always dreamed. He knew places where he would have some luck at finding a crew and marked several places on the map, laid out on the desk in the captain's quarters. They were heading for the first location now.

Andrew was letting the shop coast, since they weren't too far from their destination. He had the sail pull up some to slow them down. He walked up behind Cordelia and hugged her lightly. "I couldn't have done it without you, you know that right?" He voiced, smiling sweetly at his best friend. He pulled away some and glanced off in the direction the ship was coasting. "Well be arriving soon, I don't intend to find all of our crew here the first place we go..but it's a start."

Andrew chuckled lightly and adjusted his hat some. Would he have, if he didn't have her? He wondered silently. He gave her a light nudge. "Start pulling up the sail, and I'll stear for the docks and then we can lower the anchor." Andrew said to her before heading up to take the wheel and did just that.

Andrew smirked, her giggles being an uplifting part of leaving home. He wouldn't admit it, but eventually he'd miss it. That was normal. He waited until they were pulled close to the docks before calling to her, "drop the anchor!" With any luck, the dock and the ladder of the ship would be level.

Right as he felt the anchor drop into the water, he the ship just slightly so boarding and boarding would be easier. He turned the wheel so it was lined up. That way they wouldn't have to worry about the ship wanting to turn when they raised the anchor again. Andrew followed Cordelia and lightly draped an arm over her shoulder. "So, what kind of crew do you think we can find here, my darling first mate?"

Andrew chuckled lightly and reclaimed his arm. "Let's go explore then." He said to her, with the understanding that they stayed together. Neither of them needed to get into trouble without the other close by.

(Who should they find first?)