Room 238, early Wednesday morning

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Aeryn did sleep, though she woke up every time John moved. She has no idea what's happening, but knows enough to be Concerned. And if it wasn't for the fact that she knew Wednesday was John's busy day with classes, she'd be camped out here all day making sure nothing happened, or trying to talk him through whatever did happen.

Not sure if he's actually sleeping or just faking it, Aeryn slowly moves to get up from the couch, careful not to wake him if he is, in fact, actually out. They both have class first period. If he goes to his, she'll go to hers. Otherwise she's not leaving. Which is why she opens up the locker for the second time since she got back. She pulls out some clothes, and changes into them. Because putting up a fight about this right now is stupid.

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"He's here with me," he tells her. "I know he's not real but I can see him and hear him. He won't go away and he won't stop."

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She lets go of one hand to touch his face. "We'll get him to go away. Just stay with me, all right?"

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"How?" he asks because he really doesn't know. Things are just jumbled and confused for him right now.

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She touches her forehead against his. "There's nothing we haven't been able to get through together." Which both is and isn't an answer.

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"Now, declare your love and kiss your sweetheart!" Scorpius. Dressed as Cupid.

John shudders and doesn't respond right away. Taking several deep breaths, he says, "Yeah. I know. I just...I don't know what's going on. And it hurts."

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"We'll figure it out. It won't keep hurting."

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"Am I freaking you out?" he wonders.

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She's not even thinking about her own reactions beyond not knowing the right thing to say. "I'm okay," she assures him.

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"What're you thinking?" he asks because ignoring Scorpius means focusing on something else.

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"I'm thinking I want to know how to help," she answers.

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"You are," he says quickly, firmly. "This...I don't know what I'd do if I were alone. I don't want think about it. I just don't know what to do about..."

"There really is nothing you can do."

"...him." And he flings his arm violently to his side, attempting to his Scorpius again.

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Aeryn moves to grab his arm, hopefully keeping him from huring himself so far. Because he can't hurt something that isn't there.

"You're not alone," she tells him.

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"I don't want to freak you out," he confesses.

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"You won't." And she means that. If she has to manage it by sheer will alone.

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"I might," he says quietly. "It's not...I don't like what's happening. And I can't stop it."

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"Trust me," Aeryn says. "I'm not going anywhere. I won't freak out. I'll help any way I can."

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"I love you."

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"I love you, too," she says, shifting her grip on him to slide her arms around him.

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"You're insane for that, you know," he says, letting his aching head rest on her shoulder.

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"Maybe," she says, "but I like you."

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"What time is it?"

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She looks for a clock, and replies, "Still early."

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"Will you stay if I try to go back to sleep?" John asks. "I just...for a little while?"

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"I'm not going anywhere," she repeats. "Sleep. I'll be here."

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He's about to collapse on his bed when he realizes he hasn't really kissed her in a few days. Like really kissed her.

So, he corrects that. He steps closer, puts his hand on her cheek and leans in to kiss her. And there's nothing soft about it.