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He went over to his desk and sat down to continue working.
She grinned at him before leaving, closing the door behind him. * * * They returned to his room and he looked down at her. "You should sleep."
"Uh huh," she said, sounding unconvinced. "Okay. Well, I gotta go, but I love you." * * * "What a good combination. Come on, let's go."
"I mean... you could have not had it happen if only you had gotten all the bad guys," she replied. "But don't worry, babe. I got you covered."
She cracked a smile. "I don't think you have the right to request that of me," she teased, straightening up. "But I will. For you." * * * She...
She brushed her fingers through his hair gently, leaning down and kissing him lightly. "I gotta go help Paul with the building anyway," she said...
She rolled her eyes, kissing his cheek gently before standing up. "You should get some sleep," she said reluctantly. "Relax. Rory's a miracle...
She laughed lightly, raising one eyebrow. "But not newly felt?" * * * "You just said," she said, raising one finger, her voice low and rough,...
She kissed him lightly, her hand coming up to cup her jaw. "That's a new development, huh?" * * * This seemed to make her angrier and she...
She nodded with a small sigh, resting her head on his chest. "I love you." * * * "Yeah, you really shouldn't have," she replied sharply. "What...
"Ever," she insisted, her hand on the side of his face. "Please." * * * "What," she said, sounding like she was seriously upset, "were you...
She shook her head, kissing his cheek gently. "You're not fine. You were shot," she chided. "Don't ever do anything like that again." * * *...
She exhaled in relief, scooting closer to his side. "Hi, you," she said quietly. "How are you feeling?" * * * She walked along the edge of the...
Her eyes opened and she looked at him hopefully. "Jaz?" * * * Aisling took a deep breath, slipping off her coverings and letting them land...
She sighed and rested her head on the edge of the bed, closing her eyes. * * * Aisling had driven Jaz, Rory, and Blaise back to the camp, so she...
She exhaled slowly, sitting next to him cautiously and gently brushing her fingers through his hair, trying not to wake him.
She moved in, looking for Jaz anxiously, her brows furrowed.
Her eyes widened and she rested her hands on Rory's arms. "Really? He's okay? Can I see him?"
Lucy stood up immediately, looking at her hopefully. "How is he? Is he okay?"
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