What luck.

[centerishome]

In the movies, bleeding out through the stomach is a favorite way to dramatically kill a character. It leaves the viewer without a doubt that death is imminent while keeping the victim's head and face intact so that all the agony he feels can be brutally painted with contorted lips and spasming eyes

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[on_jennys_terms]

Jen pulls up right as Clarke is arriving at his spot under the awning. She decided it would be less conspicuous if she drove rather than showing up with a driver and a black Towncar. She kills the engine of her silver Chrysler 300 and goes over to meet Clarke.

Not too far from the entrance to the hospital is parked a typical, black, government issue vehicle--the security detail assigned to both her and Clarke. She's aware they're there and they won't get any closer unless they have to as, per her orders.

The timing worked out perfectly so that Jen didn't have to send poor Cynthia and she was able to make a stop at home before coming to get him. She ditched her skirt for some dark wash jeans and threw on an expensive-looking leather jacket. She smiles as she comes up to him and she can tell he's happy to see her. So is she.

"Hi there," she says, getting close but not too close.

[centerishome]

He doesn't see the security detail but he knows it must be there somewhere. He prefers not to see it, it feels less obtrusive as part of the background.

He doesn't expect to see Jen behind the wheel so when she approaches him it feels like she's come out of no where. It feels like it's been ages since he's seen Jen from a perspective other than lying in a bed. He's thrilled to see her for obvious reasons and he's grateful also.

"Hi."

He walks toward her, again moving slowly but steady on his feet.

[on_jennys_terms]

If they stay together long enough, he'll eventually get used to it and he'll eventually learn Jenny's tricks for ditching them. That's just how it is with her more often than not.

She smiles up at him and teases, "I hope this is on the up-and-up and I'm not just breaking you out of here unwittingly." She's so glad to see him on his feet again and she thinks he looks wonderful for a guy who nearly died a week ago.

Maybe it's because she's aware of the security detail watching them, but she's hesitant to kiss him even though she's not here in an official capacity. Instead, she settles for cupping his cheek with one hand, letting her eyes show all the affection.

[centerishome]

He has no doubt that she has tricks. He wonders if they even try to keep up with her when she wants to ditch them. She's Jenny Shepard, it's not as if there's much point in trying to outsmart her.

"I'm officially in your custody now." He took a few steps forward. "I think you got the raw end of the deal here though." He hadn't told her about the nightmares yet (though she surely knew about them to some extent) or elaborated about his incision and how slowly he was transitioning from sitting to standing to laying.

He doesn't need words or a kiss hello to see the affection present. He returns the nonverbal gesture with the same look in his eyes and a soft smile. He debates reaching for her hand and ultimately decides against it for the moment, not wanting to make her succumb to his pace.