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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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.

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"It's cute," he says, defending the name choice.

John slips off the couch and stands in front of her.

"And I might've programmed him to take a photo of you when you were asleep this morning..."

As soon as those words leave his mouth, he starts to slowly back out of the common room.

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She stares at him.

She stands, taking a couple steps forward. "You did."

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He makes a face at her. "Could be. Maybe. If I did, I've hidden the photo somewhere really good."

He's almost at the door. Leaning back out the door, he checks for traffic in case he has to run.

"You looked so cute, all sleepy and ruffled and pink cheeked."

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She's still walking towards him. "You took a picture of me sleeping."

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He's in the hall now, walking towards his room and smiling.

"You have pageant pictures of me, I have sleepy pictures of you..."

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"You were awake during the pageant," says Aeryn, walking a little faster.

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"And you were cute while sleeping," he counters and starts to jog backwards.

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"Don't think because I love you, I won't hurt you."