Second floor common room, Monday afternoon

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Aeryn likes to be left alone when she's in a bad mood, but at times like this she's slightly annoyed by the quiet. Even she can only spend so much time in the gym when she's bored, so Aeryn camps out in front of the television, watching the occasional court show and lowering her opinion of the human race in general.

At one point, she goes back to her room to retrieve the Nerf gun. Shooting at stupid people on TV actually helps.


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"I didn't say that," she says, internally wincing. "He asked hypothetically." She thinks.

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"Oh." He puts his hands in his laps and fidgets a little. For a split second, he actually thought she'd made that decision.

"Why do you wanna be a Peacekeeper?"

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"I like it," she says honestly. "I like the people, and I like fighting, and I love flying, and... it's what I do. It's everything I know."

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John winces but thinks he hid it well.

"And you miss it, huh?"

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She nods. "Some times more than others."

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"Right." He turns toward her and says, "Aeryn...never mind."

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Against every ounce of better judgment, she asks, "What?"

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"It's just...it's..." He trails off and has no idea how to say what he's thinking. "If it makes you happy, you should be doing that. No matter what."

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She pauses, and decides she might as well voice the thought. "You make me happy, too."

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"And you make me happy," he tells her. "But, if you want to be a Peacekeeper, then I'll support you," he says and that hurts more then anything.

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"It's not anything we have to worry about right now," Aeryn says quietly. "I'm here."

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"I know, I know. But, and I thought a lot about this, I don't ever want to put you in a position where you have to choose," he tells her.

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Except Cam's right. She doesn't have a choice.

She leans in to kiss him gently. "I love you. No matter what."

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Surprising himself, he reaches out and brings her towards him in an embrace. Burying his face in her neck, he finally sighs and just...stays there.

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She holds him back, maybe a little tightly. She dooesn't want angst right now, but here it is.

"Don't make me get the missiletoe," she says quietly in his ear.

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He laughs lightly into her neck but doesn't let go. "You wouldn't need it. I'd kiss you no matter what."

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"Except that at the moment you're not."

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He pulls away and smirks at her. "We're in a public room. Anyone could walk in and see us making out."

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"We don't have to be here," she says.

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Another smirk but he's really kind of tired tonight. "Can we just go back to my room and lay together? I just wanna hold you."

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She nods. "We can do that."

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"And I think Bertram misses you."

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Blink.

"Bertram?"

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"That's what I named the DRD," he says proudly, taking one of her hands. "Bertram. Bert. Bertie. It just works so well."

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"Bertram," she repeats.