Room 238, Sunday evening

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Aeryn spent her weekend in jail after shooting someone who deserved it, worrying about a possibly-suicidal boyfriend, also worrying that she had no way to contact anyone to check up on said boyfriend, and worrying that she or John might actually have had to go back with Scorpius because she has no idea how bad Peacekeeper Command never wants to hear the name John Crichton again. In short, the weekend's kind of sucked.

After being released by (and threatening) Braca, Aeryn heads back to the dorms, and up to 238. She's looking forward to spending some time in a place without bars.

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John's been in the showre for about a half hour, just letting the hot water soak and soothe. He's still there when Aeryn comes into the room.

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She doesn't see him, but does hear the shower. Ordinarily she'd let him be, but she figures he might to know that he's home. So she opens the bathroom door and says, "John?"

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He blinks at the voice, a little groggy from lack of sleep. "Go away Umberto," he mumbles.

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Aeryn pauses, stepping inside the room and closing the door behind her. "It's me," she says slowly.

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More blinking and he rubs the water out of his eyes. "Aeryn?"

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Since she's pretty sure she won't scare him now, she pulls back the shower curtain enough just so he can see her face.

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"Hi," he says, smiling a little. "They let you go?"

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She nods. "The mayor released me himself," she says dryly.

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He laughs and leans his head against the tile of the shower. "It's really good to see you."

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"You too. Are you all right?"

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"Yeah," he says, nodding. "Just washing away some of the weekend."

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She leans her shoulder against the wall and says, "I'll leave you alone, if you'd like."

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He shakes his head and says, "No no. Stay."

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"Okay," she agrees. "How long have you been in there?"

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"About a half hour," he says, making no move to get out.

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She nods. "How long as you planning to stay in there?"

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He shrugs and smiles slowly at her. "Dunno. For awhile."

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Another nod. "Okay," she says, so she just stays there.

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"Wanna come in?"

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She'd love a good shower, actually. "You want me to?"

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He just opens the curtain wider and makes room.

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She strips her clothes off, folding them and placing them on the counter, and steps inside, pulling the curtain closed behind her.

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"Hi," he says, rubbing more water out of his eyes.

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"Hi," she says, stepping under the water just enough to get herself wet.

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"First shower in a couple days, huh?"