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So, a time agent walks into a bar...

You expect a punch line? This one doesn't start a fight, she looks like she's finished one though. Black eye appearing, split lip and fingers taped together. She'll laugh it off as a good night. She just asks for ice, for her lip.

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"Later. When you're not an invalid." He gently held her, a hand rubbing up and down her shoulder. "I'm not up for anything anymore."

"There doensn't ever have to be a later. You're... you and we'll..." She looked at him. "A little more to the middle, feels nice,"

Jack laughed. There was one thing about Lyssa, she never changed. She was a constant. In his life, with everything changing, that made it all the better. "Yes ma'am." He sighed and moved his hand where she asked for it.

"Mmm." She yawned. "I'm going to be asleep before we get... wherever." Another vague attempt at finding out where they were headed.

"Okay. Sounds good." He yawned as well. It had been a long time since he was comfortable enough to sleep. Mostly he worked himself till he was so exhausted that he'd pass out for a few hours without the nightmares. And no, he didn't say where.

"You're not supposed to fall asleep." She attempted to get another ice cube for her lip. "You're meant to pick me up and carry me to bed then tuck me in. Only then can you fall asleep."

"Oh fine."

Jack stood up, grabbing her and carrying her back to her bed. Thankfully, the ship lit the way down the corridors. When they got there, he put her down, pulling the duvet cover back. "Want me to put you in your nightie too," He teased.

"Problem there I don't own one." She patted the bed next to her. "Join me." There was going to be nothing more than sleep.

"If you insist." He kicked off his shoes and jacket, draping them over a chair. With a grin, he crawled into bed and cuddled up to her. "There, princess."

"You make it sound like a chore." For that he'd be used as a pillow.

"Oof." He didn't mind being used as a pillow. He'd been used by worse for worse. And to be honest, he loved Lyssa like family. Closer really. He didn't mind being her pillow. "Never," he whispered. "You're never a chore."

"I love you Jack." She smiled up at him, the way she said those words weren't anything unusal, she meant them. She loved Jack just in a way than he was family or a very close friend.

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"I love you too, Lyss." He sighed, smiling and kissing her temple. "You should rest. Do you want more ice?"

"Nah," she shook her head a little. "It'll be fine til I wake up now." She snuggled up a little more against him, he was comfy.

She wasn't too uncomfy either. He smirked and kissed her temple, yawning softly into her ear. "In the morning, I'll make you coffee..." His voice trailed off as he fell asleep.

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