The gym, Thursday morning

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When Aeryn said "in the gym at 6 am," she meant in the gym at 6 am. She'd actually woken up earlier in order to account for any wakeup time John needed. And then dragged him down there whether he was awake or not.

This was what he got for teasing her. She wouldn't be too mean...

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"You'll be fine," she says, and because Cameron's there, she forces herself to sit up. "Where did you learn all of that?"

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"Fine. Pain. They kinda go together." He follows her lead and sits up too, wincing when his side protests. "Learn? Uh, television? Instinct."

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"Good instinct," she tells him. And because he's John, she hopes she didn't hurt him too badly.

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"Thanks." He winces again and prods his side. "You kick hard."

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There might be snort coming from the chest-press machine. Or not as Cameron might simply be out of breath.

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Aeryn glances over at Cameron.

"Sorry," she tells John.

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"You'll just have to make it up to me," he says. "A sponge bath or something."

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"I'm sure I can find a way," she nods seriously.

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"Good, good." He flops back onto the mats and lays there bonelessly. "Thanks for not killing me."

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"I wouldn't have," she says, unthinkingly rubbing his shin. "You keep giving me reasons to keep your alive."

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"And I'm very glad for that," he says. "You gonna tell me how I did?"

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"Very well, actually," she says, knowing she sounds a little surprised. "You're a dirty fighter."

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"Dirty, huh?" He laughs softly. "I saw a few of the expressions you gave me. You had no idea I'd do some of the things I did."

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"I didn't expect you to be able to throw a punch correctly," she admits. "This was interesting."

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He strips off the gloves and tosses them away.

"Interesting and fun." He sits up again and winces. "And a little painful."

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She looks slightly apologetic. "Hot shower?"

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"That sounds pretty damn good," he agrees.

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She gets to her feet and takes his hand to help him up. "I did leave you able to walk, right?" she smiles.

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He gets up gingerly, stretching his muscles.

"Think I can make it, yeah." Because he can, he slings an arm across her shoulders and leans into her a little. "Just in case."

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"Of course," she says, and refrains from teasing him about that. She wraps her arm around his waist, and waves to Cameron as she leads John towards the door.


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John smirk at Cameron as they walk and leans into Aeryn a little more.

[Works for me. I've got about two and a half more hours before having to go to evil second job.]

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Cameron would have waved back at Aeryn, only he's got his hands full. With a grunt, he finishes the last of his press ups and then rolls off the machine before going to the punching bag.

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