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First Floor Lobby: Saturday Evening

Jack had handwavily been to his room, Cedric's room, and to every common room. There'd been no sign of Cedric anywhere, and no one had seen him.

But he wasn't worried.

He was simply sitting in the first floor lobby so he could enjoy the peace and quiet.

It was merely a coincidence that he could see the doors.

He was playing hangman on his whiteboard. It was easy to win when you were playing yourself.
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[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-07-16 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
He kissed her back, and if it was a bit desperate it was equally enthusiastic.

Breathless and somewhat mussed, he peered at the board, trying to make out what it said.

When he did his smile faded, and he looked up at her in surprise.

[identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com 2006-07-16 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
Sam blinked and tilted her head at him questioningly. "What?" She mouthed.

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-07-16 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
He shook his head, and wrote: Surprised me. Thank you. Me too. and smiled warmly, touching her cheek gently with his fingertips.

[identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com 2006-07-16 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
She smiled back at him. No reading tonight, unfortunately. Something else to keep you entertained?

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-07-16 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
Jack slumped back into the couch and pressed closer, resting his head on her shoulder. What do you do while you wait to find out if someone is safe?

He looked at her helplessly.

[identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com 2006-07-16 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
Unfortunately, Sam had too much experience with this. Wait. Work. Try to sleep. Forget to eat. Pace.

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-07-16 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
He nodded, staring at the doors for a long moment, then shook his head sharply. Figured. Suggestions? He held the board up, then wrote, Entirely in your hands., pointing at himself, then at Sam.

[identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com 2006-07-16 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
When's the last time you slept?

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-07-16 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
And that makes him flinch and close his eyes, drawing away from her.

[identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com 2006-07-16 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
"What?" She mouths again. "Hey..."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-07-16 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
He opened his eyes, but not in time to see it, and clenched his hands into fists, staring at the floor.

[identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com 2006-07-16 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
She lay a hand against his back, between his shoulder blades. What? Talk to me. Er, you know what I mean.

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-07-16 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
He quirked his lips in a half smile, with no humour in it, and wrote: I didn't get much sleep last night - I was with Cedric. I told him this was probably nothing to worry about.

[identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com 2006-07-16 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
She hugged him closer. You didn't know.

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-07-16 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
He buried his face in her neck, nodding, knowing she was right, but still feeling a nagging touch of guilt.

[identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com 2006-07-16 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
She rubbed little circles into his back, not knowing what else to do.

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-07-16 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
He sighed, relaxing under her touch, and turned his head to rest it back on her shoulder. He reached for the whiteboard. I don't know how to do this.

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-07-16 05:06 am (UTC)(link)
Wait. Worry. He leaned into her, and he was probably too heavy, but he just wanted - needed - to get as close as he could.

[identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com 2006-07-16 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
Sam didn't mind his weight. You're doing fine. Unfortunately, it's supposed to feel like this. She stroked his hair.

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-07-16 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
Sucks. And he closed his eyes, pressing his forehead against her neck.

[identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com 2006-07-16 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
"I know," she said, kissing the top of his head.

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-07-16 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
He smiled a little when she kissed him, and brushed his lips against her neck, mouthing, "thank you," against her skin.

[identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com 2006-07-16 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
Sam backed away and stood up, pulling Jack to his feet. She gestured with her head towards the stairs.

Write him a note. When he comes in, he'll know where to find you.

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-07-16 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
He looked at the stairs, looked at the doors, then wiped the white board clean and wrote in big letters:

Cedric -

Come and find me - 215.

Jack

He propped it up where it would hopefully be seen, and let Sam lead him up the stairs.
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