Feb 20, 2010 16:29
Without further ado:
Ben twitched awake with his head and upper body pillowed across Janni's thighs. He buried his nose into the spot just above her knees and inhaled deeply. "Oh, god, you smell good, honey," he said.
"Hey, sweetie." Her hand caressed his hair, and he basked in her presence. "How are you?"
"Still not dead. Doesn't hurt as much." Rafe stirred in the background. "Guess they just don't make bad guys they way they used to. Is there water?"
"Here." He rolled to his back. She held a bottle to his lips. "I'm glad to see your sarcasm circuits are still firing away," she said as he swallowed a few mouthfuls.
"They can have my sarcasm when they pry it from my cold, dead fingers. Which, apparently, won't be today." He pressed into her, and she squeezed him. "It's good to see you, honey." The shakes hit, then, and he reminded himself to breathe.
"We never stopped looking. Never."
He closed his eyes. "Glad one of us never gave up."
"Do you remember waking up before?" she asked.
"Maybe?" Something vague nibbled at the back of his mind--a nightmare wherein he'd died and gone to Hell, and a demon in Janni's form taunted him that he'd never see her or touch her again, because she'd never forgive him for what he'd done with--
"That redhead called you 'puppy.'" Janni's fingers traced a wolfsbane welt on his chest.
"Ange." Of course she had, in front of Janni. He'd have laughed, if he had anything to laugh with. "Yes. Yes, she did."
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