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[callitavesper]

James is what we'll call restlessHe may not look it, as he's staring directly out the Observation Window without moving a muscle, but then staring at a perpetually moving light display is one of the last refuges of boredom, isn't it? So he's at the table by the Observation Window, the one he hasn't sat in for a while, the one he used to smoke at

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[his_sarah_jane]

"As lovely as the view is outside, there are so many better things you can be doing with your time right now."

Sarah Jane plops into a seat across from him, notebook and Say True issue in hand.

[callitavesper]

He grins and looks away from the Window to her. "I can think of one."

[his_sarah_jane]

She tries to hide the grin, rolling her eyes and shaking her head at him instead, but the grin still persists to tug at the corner of her lips. "And aside from that?"

[callitavesper]

"What did you have in mind?"

Because no, he really can't think of anything aside from that.

[his_sarah_jane]

"Well, certainly not making love to you just because you're bored," Sarah retorts, giving him a look. "This is my holiday and I have every intention to relax and enjoy myself."

[callitavesper]

"I was not being serious, Sarah," says James wryly. His eyes glance down to the newspapers, the wry expression turning thoughtful.

"I've had second thoughts about the interview."

[his_sarah_jane]

Her eyebrows go upward as she leans her head on her hand, still watching him closely. "Oh, that was fast."

[callitavesper]

He raises an index finger. "Not so fast. This is what I want you to do: I want you to write a test article based on the information I've given you. I want to see how you'll write about me and what you have to say."

[his_sarah_jane]

Sarah nods; she can do that.

The notebook falls open on the table as she jolts down the suggestion. "And what will you be doing in the meantime, James?"

[callitavesper]

He pauses, then says: "I should probably go back to work."

[his_sarah_jane]

"I think that may be a good suggestion," she says quietly, unable to completely mask the look of dissapointment. "You can't stay here forever, James. And I know your type - you get restless too easily."

[callitavesper]

James places a hand on her shoulder. "But you made it a little bit harder for me to get that way," he says softly.

[his_sarah_jane]

"Because I'm clearly that good a shag," Sarah laughs, winking at him.

And then her face softens and she nods. "I suppose if we're being honest here, this is one of the better holidays I've had in a while."

[callitavesper]

James flashes an amused grin, his hand trailing down her arm to her hand. "Sarah, you've made the past few weeks better than I ever could have imagined."

Without realizing, James might've said that as if he were preparing to say goodbye. Because, he realizes, he might not see this place again if he leaves.

[his_sarah_jane]

She flinches slightly at his touch, mostly from the whole public display of affection thing, but doesn't make any attempt to move her hand from hers.

"Don't make this sound like a goodbye, James," Sarah says softly, staring into his eyes. "You'll be back, won't you?"

[callitavesper]

He looks down to the tabletop. "I don't know."

He has no clue what will happen to him out there. He's off one case, but he could be assigned another, and heaven knows what would happen to him then. And if he lived, who's to say he would ever find a door to Milliways again? He had walked into here randomly. Perhaps it was a fluke. Perhaps it was a once-only deal, a funny kind of joke played on a man who needed connections but wouldn't make them in his world. Give him a taste of having somebody and take it away. Was that going to happen to him?