Sam's apartment - Boulder, Colorado - Wee small hours of the night

[cameronmitchell]

It'd been almost a week since Cameron had been staying with Sam and he was starting to get used to waking up in what was for the moment his bedroom. The shadows playing across the ceiling had familiar shapes now and he stared up at them, letting his mind go blank as he struggled for his breath

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[carter_i_am]

Sam, of course, had fallen asleep in the lab in the middle of working on an experiment, and had her head pillowed on her arms as she slept, lights on and blazing, pencil in hand.

At least she hadn't fallen asleep on the microscope. Again.

[cameronmitchell]

Cameron shook his head in amusement and quietly moved to the other side of the workbench, reaching to take the pencil from her hand so it wouldn't drop to floor. He wondered if he needed to wake her or just move her somewhere where she was less likely to wake up sore.

[carter_i_am]

The movement of the pencil brought Sam awake like a shot, alert and aware and unarmed, thankfully. "Cameron." She pushed some hair out of her eyes and checked the clock. "Did I wake you?"

She figured what had probably woken him, but she was willing to pretend it was noise and light if he needed her to.

[cameronmitchell]

"No, I think I woke you," he pointed out, putting the pencil down on the bench. "Don't make me lecture you about how you should sleep in your bed."