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[geeky_agent]

From here.

June 19, 2011

Still half-asleep, Chris rolled over, trying to move a little farther from the sunshine steaming though the window.

The apartment was quiet and she snuggled down in the covers, ready to sleep some more till a thought pushed through her mind. Jack's here. She opened her eyes, blinking, and for a second the night before seemed like a dream.

But she knew it wasn't and wondering if he was still here, she got out of bed, threw her robe on and tiptoed into the living room. Jack was still asleep on the couch, Coco had parked herself near his feet and raised a lazy head to look at Chris.

Without waking him, Chris crept back into her room. First, a shower then the store.

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[action-antihero.livejournal.com]

"Well it looks like we succeeded," he says, taking the pizza box from her hands and opening it.

[geeky-agent.livejournal.com]

She pulls a small tupperware container from the cabinet. "Want anything else to go with it? Some fruit? Something to drink?"

[action-antihero.livejournal.com]

He shakes his head. "No, breakfast will keep me going for a while, and I don't have that much room in my bag. The pizza's enough, thanks."

[geeky-agent.livejournal.com]

"Ok," she says, giving a quick nod before falling quiet. If she kept fussing over him she was going to sound like his mother.

[action-antihero.livejournal.com]

Jack just smiles. It was kind of nice to be fussed over, to have someone worry about him. Other than when he'd been in the bar, he hadn't been close enough to anyone to get that in over a year.

"Thanks," he says, gently, putting a hand on her arm for a brief moment. "I, uh...I'd better be going."

[geeky-agent.livejournal.com]

"You're welcome." Chris smiles wanly back. Struggling for what to say now, she decides on, "I'll...I'll see you around."

[action-antihero.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," he says. After a moment's hesitation he pulls her into another quick hug, before tearing himself away. More than anything, he'd like to stay, but it's just not possible right now. Probably not ever.

With only a quick look back, he heads out her front door, closing it firmly behind him, and forcing himself toward the elevator without dragging his feet.

[geeky-agent.livejournal.com]

She watches him go, not moving even when the door closes behind him. Nothing had changed.

Finally, she starts moving around the kitchen, cleaning up even though there's not much to do. It's easier to keep busy than to wonder if this is the last time she'll see him, wonder if she made a mistake.