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[keptherwaiting]

Only by the dull ache of pain can he tell where the new scars are. Just looking in the mirror is not enough, blending too easily in with the old, but with the pain, he can trace the new puckered flesh with a grimace and then a resigned sigh before tugging on a nightshirt

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[betagainstme]

Alice opens and closes the door, getting herself in the room in one fluid motion. She leans against it, her hair mussing at the back as she watches him.

"Hey." Her voice is hoarse. Like she's been crying. She wishes she could have been.

[keptherwaiting]

His book is forgotten, left behind on the pillows, as soon as the door closes and Jasper scoots to the foot of the bed and off to stand near and kiss her forehead.

"Hey, darlin'. How're you?"

A silly question maybe, considering his gift and how she sounds, but he needs to ask.

[betagainstme]

"Better." She wraps her arm around him. "Of course, I've felt better before too."

[keptherwaiting]

"I'm sorry," he murmurs, hugging her close, apologizing for not having fought harder at protecting her from seeing that. He wishes he had. "You want to change? Or I could start a bath, if you want."

He's not really sure what to do, just running off the suggestions he can think of to take her mind off things.

"Maybe we could head out to Seattle in the mornin'. You and me, go see that movie you wanted."

Make something good with the rest of their weekend.