Room 238, Tuesday morning

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If she's being completely honest, Aeryn would much rather stay in 238 instead of 209. Yes, 209 is hers. It still doesn't feel like hers. Angel and Sean might be gone, but John's still here. That's more than enough. She kisses his shoulder and stretches, testing her knee. It isn't a problem at all now, though she couldn't have expected John to do anything but worry. In a weird way, she appreciates that he does, frustrating or not.

However, she's still planning on the gym. She's already agreed to spar with Alec (almost-dating a doppleganger means that Aeryn doesn't make any assumptions about why he looks like Dean) and Max sometime, and said she would help Molly, and she still would like to get some time in there with Isabel. She finds interesting people down there. Jamie definitely fits into that category, as does Buffy who wants her to join cheerleading. Weird girl. And she just likes Peter, that's all there is to it.

She doesn't want to wake John, so she uncurls away from him slowly and sits up. Even if she really is comfortable in this bed.

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He feels her move though and just reaches for her in an attempt to pull her back to him.

"Leaving so soon?"

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She lets him pull her back down. "Things to do," she says, even though she's making no move to get up again yet.

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"How's the bum wheel?" he asks sleepily, curling around her again.

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"The... what?"

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"Your leg," he says, laughing quietly.

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"It's fine," she says, poking her knee into his leg to prove it. "Good as new."

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"Don't go damaging it again," he mumbles, kissing her neck softly.

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She smiles and pulls herself a little closer. "I won't let anyone else kick me in the knee. Got it."

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"Thank you, honey." He smiles and brushes her hair out of her face. "I'll stock up on ice, just in case though."

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"Think I'm going to be beaten often?" she teases.

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"No. But I wanna be prepared in case someone gets a lucky shot in," he teases right back.

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"You're the only one who gets to do that," she replies. It's an innocent statement, but wow that's downright dirty-sounding for Aeryn.

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John blushes and ends up burying his face in her neck so he can laugh.

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"What?" she asks, oblivious.

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"I'll give you lucky shots whenever we're alone, honey."

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Ah. Now she gets it. Mentally she's facepalming at herself. Outwardly she's saying, "I'll remember that."

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"You should. I mean it. Except when you're sore...even though that hasn't stopped you yet either."

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"You overreact," she says, kissing his shoulder again. "Besides..." She trails off, because anything she says is just going to get dirtier.

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"I worry," he says, rubbing a hand over her back. "There's only one of you and I kinda like you in one piece."

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"I'm always in one piece."

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"And I'd like you stay that way," he repeats.

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She kisses him lightly. "I will. I promise."

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"Good," he says, lingering around her lips. "Fall back to sleep with me."

He reaches up and starts running one hand lightly through her hair.

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"You could always see me sweat in the gym," she offers, but she's already snuggling in closer and closing her eyes.

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"Maybe later," he says, resting his forehead against hers. "Don't make me sing to you."

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"What would you sing?" she asks quietly, because she actually doesn't mind it.

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"What would you like to hear?" he asks.

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Eyes still closed, she lightly kisses his jaw. "Doesn't matter."

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"Hm." He tries to think of a song for a moment before deciding on one he's heard her sings. And then he starts singing the 'brave like soldiers' song lightly.

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Aeryn makes a gah noise and buries her head in his chest.

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"What?" He laughs quietly and stops singing. "Okay, new one."

And now he's singing the Smile Time theme song.

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Kind of lightly- kind of- she kicks his foot.

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"Hey!" He laughs again and stops singing. "Okay, fine."

And he's back to the 'brave like soldiers' song again.

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"I will go to the gym and you won't get to see me sweating for a while," she threatens, still not moving. The frelling song's already stuck in her head. "Sleep. No brave like soldiers."

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"You're so cute," he says but he does stop singing. "Okay, sleep."

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"Not cute," she mumbles into his chest, but otherwise goes quiet.

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"Am too," he mumbles back. And hums the Smile Time theme song lightly.

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Aeryn thankfully is asleep at that point. Though she may have really weird dreams now.