The day after this.

[twoeyesonthesky]

Quinn's always enjoyed waking up in Milliways. The sheer novelty value of the place never really goes away, as far as he's concerned.

This morning's awakening was an entirely different kind of novelty, and very much to be appreciated at that

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[no_real_hero]

It's been so long since she woke up with that familiar ache in the pit of her stomach; at first, she thought she was just dreaming. It was the feel and the smell, the memory, the lingering butterflies, the weight of arms on her, all of that.

Yeah, she woke up with a smile. She never thought that would happen again either. And now, dressed, hair combed, showered, her eyes follow him as he does simple things: stretches this way or that, or runs his fingers through his hair, or sits in that undeniably male way with his legs just that much apart and his elbows on his knees

[twoeyesonthesky]

Everything's temporary, he knows that. He'll have to leave the room; he'll have to go do the work he must've surely come here to do; he'll have to go home, and so will she. But damn...

He smiles at the touch of her hand, letting her do as she likes. When her fingers finally come down to his hand he turns it over, catching her hand in his as she sits down. "It was worth it," he says. "I'm going to remember this for a very long time."

[no_real_hero]

"Me too."

And she'll wish she couldn't remember. The minute she walks out that front door and ends up back in that church in Vegas, she'll wish she couldn't remember because it will be hot and sticky and there'll be rattlesnakes and crested lizards and she'll look at them and think little dragons, I hope Quinn's doing okay and that will make it so much harder to get to Kansas.

But she will. She'll get there. And the best part of all that is if she slips up and starts talking about him out loud when she thinks no one's listening, they'll just think she's off her fucking rocker and leave her alone.

Now that's amusing

[twoeyesonthesky]

Some of that was memory, and some of it was wanting to please and finally being observant. Either way, he'd been worried as hell on his way up the stairs last night- it had been a while, and he didn't like to think how much he might've forgotten.

There are certain advantages to spending years of your life becoming an entire community's living memory, whether you realise it or not. Better recall is on the list of those.

He squeezes her hand briefly and leans over to kiss Hero again on the forehead. "I'd do it again in a heartbeat," he answers. "You've got a real way with those fingers of yours."