Here's a treat you get when my kid is sick..... TWO stories in ONE day.
You're SPOILED.
Here's a side story - no Anubis, no progression, just more angst and longing. And a little naughtiness.
Enjoy!
He awoke to the sound of someone coding into his room and rolled to his side noting that it was 1:15 a.m. and there was only one person on this base with his room codes and only one person that would use them. He sat up worried as to why she was not only still on base just hours before her big day but was coming to his room in the middle of the night.
“Hey,” Adrienne whispered in the darkness, “are you awake?” Daniel laughed. At this point in their friendship she should know his tenuous relationship with sleep, but he humored her.
“I am now,” he teased, “is everything alright? Why didn’t you go home?” He had let her off work today early since she had been a nervous wreck over her race, her first half marathon. Daniel knew Adrienne was a fitness guru, but running 13 miles was unfathomable to him. He had no idea how she and Cameron were going to run this thing, but they had been training for months and eating like fiends all week. She seemed fine at lunch, pumped even, but evidently that wasn’t the case as he saw her figure walk through the darkness toward him. Her silhouette bent over, and he felt her start to crawl across him, getting into his tiny military issue bed, wriggling underneath the covers right beside him.
“Can I sleep here?” she asked as Daniel rolled to his side to face her.
“Am I supposed to say no now that you’re in here with me already?” he replied, feeling her shove his arm and roll over, her back leaning lightly against him. Getting the vibe that she didn’t want to talk, Daniel rolled over himself, turning his back to her to go back to sleep.
“I’m terrified,” she finally admitted and he sat up again, not because of her words but because of the fear in them, fear that he was not used to hearing from her, especially when it came to things like this.
“Why? You’ve done this before, at least around here, and if you hit a hiccup, just power walk a bit and then keep going,” he said, looking over at her in the dark but she just sighed.
“What else could possibly be wrong?” he added, now genuinely curious. Was there something she wasn’t telling him, an injury, an illness? It wasn’t like her to be on the verge of giving up, on something that seemed to mean so much to her no less.
“I just don’t want to let everyone down,” Adrienne finally answered quietly and Daniel laughed at her ridiculousness.
“It’s not funny ass,” she defended, curling herself more into a ball. Not wanting her to feel this way, especially when she had no reason to, Daniel rolled over once more and did something that surprised even himself. He wrapped his arm around her.
“I’m laughing at the fact that you’re going to do something this big, this insane and you’re worried about disappointing us. If anything, you’re showing all of us up and giving Dr. Lam ideas about SG team fitness levels. Trust me, you’ll do this, you’ll finish and we’ll all be waiting at the finish line to laugh at Cam once he straggles in after you,” he whispered to his assistant, his best friend, the one person he loved more than anyone else in his life, squeezing her tightly and then let go, rolling back over to his original position.
“Don’t,” Adrienne requested quietly, embarrassment in her voice. Daniel stopped, trying not to react negativity and upset her further. She wanted him to hold her. There was nothing wrong really, nothing that would make this something he couldn’t explain away later, she was just fine and wanted to sleep in his arms. Should he? Was that even right anymore? In an effort to make her feel better, to calm her fears, he pushed his own aside and returned his arm to her waist, making himself comfortable as he rolled back over onto his side. There was a light touch at his arm, as Adrienne move closer to him, scooting backwards until there bodies were pressed against one another. She smelled so good, like cherries, that lotion of hers and he wanted so badly to kiss her head, and nuzzle into her neck.
“Daniel?” she asked in the dark.
“Yes,” he answered, trying to feign annoyance so she didn’t notice the tension in his voice, the rapid beating of his heart, or the other part of his body that he was trying to control.
“Can I use your phone to take a picture of this for Vala?” she inquired.
“Go to sleep Ad,” he replied, her joke easing him back to sleep.
Daniel had underestimated Adrienne nerves. When he awoke to his alarm only a few hours later he heard his shower running and looked beside him to see Adrienne had gotten out of bed and was apparently in his shower, thankfully, because in his current state he was really glad she’d gotten up. Sitting up in the bed and cursing his body in the process, he noticed her neon orange gym bag was in his floor, clothes and other items pouring out of it, so she had either brought it last night or gone to get it this morning before deciding to use his shower. Either way, the fact she was up before eight without being forced and taking a shower before running 13 miles was insanity. He trudged himself out of bed, calmer now, fortunately, and headed for the bathroom.
“Ad!” he shouted as he opened the door to a steam room, the fog so thick he couldn’t see anything and could barely breath.
“What time is it?” she replied. Still groggy, Daniel tried to remember what the clock had said. Six something he thought.
“Around six,” he answered, hoping that was really what he saw. He heard her shut off the water and the pull back the curtain. There was rustling and he was slowly able to see as the steam dissipated from the open door behind him. When it cleared Adrienne was out of the shower, wrapped in a towel staring at herself in the mirror. She looked over at him, her concern clear across her face.
“Sorry, I didn’t want to go back to my quarters. Something about having you here in case I went into a total meltdown made me feel better,” she said and looked back at the mirror. Daniel smiled; they really had come to count on one another and he was pleased to be someone she could count on.
“What time to we need to go?” he asked. Originally he figured that she and Cam would ride together and that he would go with the rest of the team who had all decided to come out to watch and support. Even Jack had said he wanted to come and see if Dr. Perky would live through the race. Daniel thought that kind of support would be a comfort to Adrienne but instead it seemed to terrify her further. He decided that her best option would be to stick with him since he was apparently her comfort zone and just text Cameron the change of plans since the colonel knew Addy’s nerves, especially when it came to her athletic performance, and would understand.
“Check in is automatic with my bib number and I’ve been seeded with flight G,” she began, using terms Daniel didn’t know, “and they blow the horn for my flight at 9:05, so as long as I am there by 8:30 so I can pee and stretch we should be fine.” Daniel stepped back to look at his clock one more time. 7:02; it had been later than he thought. Knowing he had to allow 45 mins for DC traffic to get her to the starting line he decided to call her running partner now and let him know the change of plans.
“Alright, let me call Cam and,” he reached behind him grabbing her gym bag, handing it over to her, “you get dressed. I’ll shower after you’re out,” he declared and starting dialing.
“Hey,” Cam answered the phone, “what’s going on; I’m trying to get ready.” Daniel pulled the door to the bathroom closed to give Adrienne privacy and to shield her from his conversation before answering.
“Listen, Adrienne is here, so can you call the others because I’m just going to take her myself,” Daniel whispered in the phone.
“Huh, why is she over there? Is she alright?” Cameron asked, worry in his voice but Daniel just dropped his voice lower.
“You know when she gets all super calm, really calm, right before she goes off the deep end? That’s where we’re at right now,” Daniel warned and heard Cameron breathe out on the other line. Cam knew that calm, and it usually meant Adrienne was going to try something stupid.
“Ok, if you want to deal with her, have at it. I hope you know that this could quite literally be the calm before the storm. Call me if she tries to bail,” Cameron responded and hung up. Daniel looked at the phone, frowning at it as if that would help. He knew Adrienne well, but he was slightly worried at Cameron’s warning. She hadn’t blown up like that in a long time, not since they had grown closer, she’d just talk to him about things, tell him what was on her mind, but then again, he had never been around for something like this before. As he worried, he noticed the bathroom door was still closed so he approached it knocking, not liking the lack of noise from the other side.
“Go away!” she answered from the other side. And here it is, the storm, Daniel thought to himself. He turned the knob but the door was locked, keeping him trapped on the wrong side of the problem.
“Ok, that’s fine. No one says that you have to run. Let’s go to Potomac Mills instead,” he offered. I know how to handle her Cameron, Daniel thought to himself, reverse psychology. True, she was smart enough to know when he was doing that to her, but she always picked up on his efforts and appreciated them. There was a pause, a click and the knob turned, Adrienne peeking out her head, her face pale.
“Really?” she asked, peering around the corner.
“Really,” he answered, “I even promise to not make one comment about the number of holes in your clothes.” She smiled.
“You know I’m coming. I paid $70 to run this race and trained for months, it’s going to happen. However I appreciate the willingness to help me flee,” she responded and came out of the bathroom.
“Anytime, now do I have time to shower or do we need to get out of here?” he asked carefully, gauging the storm by her body language, however, much to his relief, she swept her hand behind her.
“Be my guest shug,” she said and Adrienne, bag on her shoulder dragged herself back into his room. Slipping in the overly warm bathroom, Daniel rushed so that she didn’t have another calm attack while he was indisposed.
Traffic to get to the race itself was insane. After sitting in the same spot for fifteen minutes Adrienne just opened the Jeep door.
“I’ll jog over; it’s only a few blocks,” she offered. Daniel looked ahead at the sea of cars in front of him, knowing she was making a good call but still realizing how far she was from the race.
“You sure?” he asked and Adrienne nodded.
“Yeah, what’s a few more blocks at this point,” she countered. Daniel shrugged, seeing her point, though he wouldn’t even run the two blocks, and leaned over the seat trying to hug her. Without hesitation she came to him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.
“Good luck,” he whispered in her ear, squeezing her tight, “I’ll be looking for you.” She squeezed him back, holding onto to him for a brief instant that made his stomach tingle.
“Thanks. See you at the finish,” she kissed his cheek quickly before letting go, leaping from the car, slamming the door and dashing off down the sidewalk. He watched her disappear around the corner when a horn blasted behind him, the driver in his rearview shouting that he move and he drove away, hoping she would be alright.
He met Vala, Sam, Jack, Teal’c and Ronon near some small cafe and he could tell that Jack had picked it, since he was standing happily in the brisk DC morning warm cup of coffee and doughnut in his hand. Jack flagged him down, waving the pastry happily in the air.
“So Dr. Perky needed your undying affection before her little race today,” Jack started in on him as soon as he turned the corner so Daniel rolled his eyes and went to stand by Vala.
“It’s her first race at this distance Jack, cut her some slack,” he replied, leaning forward to peer down the roadway. Vala anticipated his question, reaching to point his head in the direction of a large yellow banner in the near distance.
“We’re at mile 5. That should take them between 35 and 45 minutes if you want some coffee,” she answered. Daniel nodded and ducked into the coffee shop to finally get himself something to eat since he had turned down Adrienne’s offer of her extra protein shake this morning. Thankfully no one followed. He ordered a coffee and bagel and made his way back out onto the curb.
Like clockwork, 42 minutes later Adrienne dashed by in her neon yellow racing top and black shorts. Daniel started to shout her name and wave but he knew that she wouldn't hear him over her headphones nor did he want to hear anymore grief out of Jack. She must have seen them though because as she passed by he saw her hand shoot up and do a little wave. Watching her pass by, Daniel noted that Cameron was pacing close behind, and as soon as he too was out of sight, Sam turned to face everyone.
“Alright, at this pace we are looking at mile ten in forty five to fifty more minutes and about thirty to forty minutes more to the finish. Do you all want to head to the finish line or try to make it to mile 10 and then to the finish line?” she asked the group and Daniel spoke without thinking.
‘Let’s try to get to mile 10; I know that 10 - 11 is always hard for her,” he suggested. A smirk on his face, Jack turned and laughed, patting him on the back.
“And of course you know that information Daniel; let’s not let Dr. Perky drag at mile 11,” he teased but, Daniel chose not to comment. Smiling slightly, and hoping Daniel didn’t notice, Sam led the group through the crowd and down an alleyway, taking a short cut to mile 10.
Daniel was right about mile 10-11. Adrienne came through at 83 minutes, Daniel was keeping track, but he could tell that she was hurting, Ronon glanced over at him as he saw her approach, his face saying the same.
“We need to push through the crowd so she can see us; she’s dragging,” he suggested. Daniel was relieved Ronon said it first, that would save him the headache of Jack’s smart mouth later. Without needing any further encouragement, Vala, who has been listening, started to push through the crowd and everyone else followed. Daniel tried to hold himself back a bit, not wanting to seem too eager but hoping to make it to the sidelines, close enough to see the runner. As he pushed his way through, he could see that she was just feet away and reached out his hand. She grabbed him as she went by, his fingers slipping lightly across his palm, but didn’t pause, just kept running.
“You can do it Ad, just keep moving,” Daniel said under his breath and hearing his words, Vala looked at him and smiled.
“You two are so sweet,” she said quietly.
“You’re imagining things,” he answered curtly, too curtly, knowing full well that Vala wasn’t imagining anything, that she was exactly right, at least on his end. For all he knew Adrienne had decided to never be in a relationship ever again, and by the way she spoke so disdainfully about her relatives, he was starting to think that assumption was correct. Knowing that he needed to move on in order to make it to the finish in this massive throng of people, he looked for Sam who was already trying to move the group through the crowd. He caught her, following behind Jack who was leading the way and made their way for the Smithsonian Mall, the finish of the race.
The crowd at the Smithsonian was unbelievable and Daniel could see the finish line banner stretched across the road but had no idea how they were going to get there. He was starting to get nervous; he really wanted to be there when she crossed, but the logistics of dragging this entire crew through the mess that lie in front of him was just giving him a headache thinking about it. He was standing on his toes trying to see when he felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see Sam standing there smiling.
“Go ahead of us; she’ll be looking for you,” she instructed pointing to a break in the crowd. There was an understanding in her eyes, such that Daniel’s heart stopped for a moment wondering if she knew, if she had figured out how he felt about his assistant, but he didn’t answer, simply nodded and shoved his way ahead. He was shoved, stepped on and someone even spit on his shoe, but when he made it through to the finish he found that Cameron already there, wiping his brow with a hand towel.
“Where’s Adrienne?” he asked, worried.
“She was right behind me and we hit a pack. She’s too polite as a runner,” Cameron answered, shooting Poweraide into his mouth.
“How’d you do?” Daniel asked, still looking ahead, scanning the crowd for her familiar face.
“Five minutes faster than last year,” Cameron replied and Daniel nodded.
“Nice job,” he said trying to convey encouragement while he kept searching. Floods of people were pouring across the finish, changing from running to light jogging as they crossed. He noticed you couldn't meet the runners at the line, they were being led over to a different area so he started to make his way over to that area, still looking for the bright yellow blob that was his assistant. Feeling very much like a cow, he was ushered into a large area that said ‘Family & Friends’ when he saw her, breathing heavy but soldiering on, running at her steady pace right underneath the giant white banner. She did it. That’s all he wanted to say to her was “Ad, you did it,” so he pushed his way as close as he could to the racers and watched her cross the finish line to look around, searching for her friends.
“Adrienne!! Ad!!” Daniel shouted, jumping up and down so she could see him. Pulling her headphones down, Adrienne looked right in his direction and start to push her way through the crowd, shoving, squeezing and turning her body until she was standing right in front of him. She didn’t say word, she just leapt up, wrapping her arms around him tightly. She stunk of sweat but Daniel didn’t care, he just hugged her back, so proud of her and what she had accomplished.
“I did it Indy; I finished,” she whispered.
“I knew you could,” he answered and pulled back a bit, realizing that all eyes were on them embracing so tightly, a few smiles being shot their was as if they were expecting some dramatic dip and kiss right at the finish line, something he was half tempted to do. Taking the cue, Adrienne stepped back herself, wiping back a few loose strands from her face.
“Where is everyone?” she asked, finally realizing that Daniel was the only person standing there and the eyes of the crowd were on them still. His face flushed and looked behind him, acting like he was somewhat surprised.
“You know Jack and crowds, I guess they haven’t made if through yet. I volunteered to go ahead and get you and bring you back. Cam’s already finished and I am assuming that he had found them,” Daniel answered quickly and Adrienne nodded, opening a Poweraide that they must have given her at the finish line, chugging it down as she pointed in the direction of the exit.
After Adrienne’s third plate and Cameron’s fourth, Daniel now saw why Jack suggested a buffet. Neither of them ate anything particularly bad, but he had never seen two non-alien people pack away so much food. For a moment it looked as if Adrienne would give Teal’c a run for his money, but she stopped before she got a fourth plate while the Jaffa happily went up for his fifth. Pushing the dish away from her seat, she sat back, looking full and tired as Jack stood, holding his glass of iced tea into he air.
“A toast, to two fools that do something voluntarily that I would only do if I was being shot at,” he announced, Adrienne and Cameron laughing loudly. As everyone toasted the red plastic cups like it was fine wine instead of a combination of water and soda, Daniel had to admit Jack had a point. Adrienne did a lot of strange things and running miles and miles for that sake of was one of them. He glanced over at her, her face no longer red and sweaty and watched her laugh with their friends. She looked so alive and happy and that made him smile. Adrienne’s love of life had to be at the top of the list of reasons why he loved her so much; she treated everything as a gift and relished in every moment.
When they got back to the Jeep, everyone deciding to go their separate ways to let Cam and Adrienne rest and continue the celebration tomorrow, Adrienne looked over at Daniel with a concerned look on her face.
“What’s wrong?” Daniel asked immediately before turning on the car. Adrienne took a breath, biting her lip for a moment before answering.
“I hate to ask you this but do I have any stuff at your place? I didn’t want to make a big deal of this but my legs are feeling a little weak and I really don’t want to go home alone,” Adrienne admitted quietly. Eyes wide, Daniel looked at her with concern, every worry he could possibly have concerning her health coming to the forefront.
“Should I take you to base, let Carson look you over?” he inquired but Adrienne shook her head, waving her hands quickly in front of her to ease his worry.
“No, it’s not like that, it’s normal race fatigue just like my appetite was normal race appetite. I didn’t want anyone that doesn’t understand to make a big deal it out. I really just need a hot bath and someone to keep an eye on me in case I cramp or just need some help getting around,” Adrienne explained and Daniel raised his eyebrows, not buying it for a minute.
“Are you sure?” he clarified.
“Positive, now do we need to go by my place first or did I leave clothes at your house?” she asked, her normal smile across her face. Ok, he thought, she really is fine.
“Yea, when you came over when I was sick. You left a tank top and some yoga pants; I just keep forgetting to get them back to you,” he apologized but was happy that he had forgotten them. Adrienne nodded, happy to not have to dig through her apartment for post race attire.
“Perfect, now I need to invade your bathtub,” she laughed and leaned back, the post race fatigue hitting her harder than she had expected.
When they got to his apartment Adrienne was right; she was a little wobbly, so Daniel just walked over to her and grabbed her arm placing it onto his shoulder. He held her up as she walked and she didn’t argue, she knew she needed the help, letting him practically carry her to the elevator and to his front door. He got her all the way into his bathroom and sat her on the toilet running back to the jeep for her gym bag. When he got back inside the apartment the bathroom door was closed, but he decided not to knock just in case Adrienne was trying something stupid, like attempting to stand in the shower when she couldn’t even stand without his assistance. Thankfully, however, she was knelt over the bathtub running the water in her sports bra and running shorts.
“Hey, I’ve got this, I’m good. I just might need help getting out,” she answered honestly. Daniel panicked a bit at the thought of having to get her out, unsure if seeing her naked would elect a reaction he’d already had to deal with once this morning but Adrienne must have read his mind.
“Don’t worry; I won’t do anything to put you in an uncomfortable position,” Adrienne assured him, “I would just prefer not to fall.”
“Alright,” Daniel agreed, relieved, turning to exit the room, “Just yell if you need anything.” Shutting the door, Daniel went out into the kitchen to grab some take-out menus and figure out what to order for dinner. He wasn’t sure if she would be hungry again after the buffet, but he wanted to be ready just in case. Chinese was a safe bet so he grabbed that menu and set it on the dining room table, walking into his bedroom and sitting at his desk. Trying to relax and not think about Adrienne relaxing in his bathtub, he grabbed the book he had been reading, or trying to, and leaned back in the chair, wanting to be available just in case he heard a shout. He was absorbed in a fascinating section discussing Egyptian salt processing when he heard the shout, glancing up at the clock to see that forty five minutes had passed. Shutting the book, he stood quickly heading back into the bedroom.
“Try not to look,” Daniel coached himself and opened the door. The curtain to the tub was pulled back and Adrienne was sitting in the tub, wrapped in a towel. He was relieved that she had planned ahead, but was wondering how in the world she had gotten in that position in the first place. Peering up at him sheepishly, she smiled, her cheeks reddening.
“I tried and now my butt is paying for it,” she admitted laughing. Deciding not to scold, although fussing at her was his first thought, Daniel just shook his head and reached down grabbing her outstretched arms. He pulled her up, trying not to pay attention to her slipping towel and helped her step out. Carefully, she got both feet out of the tub, pulling away to take a step on her own, but slipped and grabbed onto Daniel for support.
“Come on, just hold onto me. Are you sure this is normal?” he asked, letting the scolding tone creep into his voice. This sure didn’t look normal, she could barely walk.
“Let me get dressed and I’ll just need you to walk me around a bit to get my muscles working again,” she replied. Daniel shook his head, further confused as to why she was doing this voluntarily, but he walked her to the bedroom so she could change. Sitting her gently on his bed, he left her, only for a moment, to grab her clothes from the dresser. He placed them beside her, leaning over into her face to try to get the truth from her normally telling eyes.
“Do you need any help?” he asked, the sudden realization that he might have to get her dressed making his heart pound strongly in his chest, but Adrienne shook her head.
“Nope, I’ve got this but I shall scream if that changes,” she answered playfully. Saved again, he left the bedroom to allow her to dress.
“Good!” she shouted out what seemed to be mere seconds later and since he was standing at the door waiting for her, he turned the knob and went into see her standing. She reached out for his hands and he wrapped his arm around her shoulders, carefully, trying to ascertain why she was standing.
“Thanks shug, just a few laps and then I really just want to come back in here and crash,” she declared. Still not understanding why someone would do this to themselves, again, voluntarily, Daniel held onto her to get her walking so she could come back here and rest, which is what he thought she should be doing in the first place, but held his tongue. Carefully they made their way around the apartment and after about five laps around the living room/dining room area, Adrienne was walking on her own again like she had at the restaurant. She shooed Daniel away and began to walk around a bit faster and he stood back, watching to make sure that his superhuman, or so she liked to think, assistant didn’t go crashing to the ground. Finally, she stopped and leaned onto her knees, gazing up at him smiling.
“Better, almost back to normal,” she said, looking back up at him, “I don’t want to be a total whiney brat but can I go crash and take a nap for a while. Wake me up for a late dinner and maybe we can do something fun.”
“You’re not being a brat,” he responded, “After all of the times you’ve helped me out, the least I can do is get you through your insanity.” Laughing, Adrienne walked over and hugged him.
“Thanks Indy. Just don’t let me sleep past seven, or else I’ll be up all night,” she requested.
“No problem,” he said and watched her head for his bedroom. Hoping she was going to be alright, he turned and headed for the sofa to find something quiet on TV, sitting down and settling on some old black and white film on AMC.
Daniel watched for about thirty minutes when he realized that he had no idea what was going on. Instead of pay any attention to what was on the TV, he had just sat there thinking about Adrienne wondering how she was feeling and if she was sleeping alright. Knowing the feelings of worry weren’t going anywhere, he decided to go and check on her. He walked quietly to his bedroom door, opening it slowly and peering inside. It was dark; she had shut off the light, but he could make out her shape on his bed by the light beaming in through the open portal. Daniel crept over to the bed as quiet as he could, leaning over to see if she was sleeping well or if she appeared to be in pain.
“It’s ok Indy; I can’t sleep anyway,” he heard her say from the bed, realizing she was awake and hadn’t gone to sleep at all. Hoping she was alright, he sat down gently on the bed beside her.
“Well, I tried to watch a movie and I just couldn’t,” he admitted, feelng her move in the bed and a hand on his leg.
“Why not?” she asked, now sounding worried herself.
“Because I was thinking about you,” he answered without thinking and felt her squeeze him gently.
“I’m fine. I wish I could sleep but I’m fine,” she assured him. For a moment he was relieved but then a crazy thought popped into his head. Acting on impulse rather than god common sense, he stood from the bed and pulled back the covers, crawling in beside her. Reaching out for her in the darkness, he drew her into his arms, and she came, cuddling close to him.
“That might do it,” she said, reaching for his arms that he had wrapped around her waist. Assured that this was ok, he brought his face closer to her hair and held her tighter.
“Adrienne,” Daniel whispered into her ear.
“Mmm Hmmm,” she responded, letting herself melt into his embrace.
“I love you,” he whispered softly, unable to keep it to himself any longer. She didn’t run away though, as he feared, she just squeezed his arms around her tighter.
“I love you too Daniel,” she said, leaning her head back against him. Daniel heart felt like it was going to explode. She said it back, she really said it. She loved him. Overwhelmed by emotion, he sat up and leaned over, hearing her laughing lightly.
“Did you think I didn’t?” she asked.
“I just thought I was imagining things,” he answered honestly but Adrienne shook her head.
“Nope. I love you. Have for a while now,” she said looking back at him. That was all he needed to know, that she loved him too. Reaching his hand to her cheek, he leaned over her gently, bringing their lips together and Adrienne didn’t hesitate or pull away, just reached behind his head, wrapping her palm behind his neck. He was surprised for a moment, a part of him still believing that she wasn’t there, but instead pushed himself on his forearms to crawl gently on top of her. Angling her body to allow his advance, she kissed him deeper, her fingers running lightly down his back, so he pulled his lips away to begin to kiss down her neck tenderly, pecking lightly, wanting to take this so slow and enjoy the touch of her skin against his roaming mouth. Slipping a hand to her waist, he began to search for the hem of her tank top, finding it, slipping his hand onto her stomach when he heard her gasp as he continued to kiss slowly and work his hand up her body.
“Indy...” she gasped out.
Indy? he thought to himself and stopped kissing. Moaning his name was nice, but Indy? He’d thought if they had ever got to this point she’d at least say Daniel...
“Indy, shug, wake up. You put the Chinese menu on the table, is that what you want for dinner?” Adrienne was standing over him looking down as he opened his eyes, looking around confused. Last he remembered they were in his bed, making out....
“Sweetie, you fell asleep on the sofa and it’s 7:30. I’m starving,” she declared and Daniel sat upright again, frowning at her.
“How did I get out here?” he asked, curious and panicked, feeling tightness in his lap. Praying that he wasn’t obvious, he glanced down with his eyes, thankful that he had a pillow sitting in his lap, thought how it had gotten there he didn’t know.
“You came to watch TV while I was resting. I woke up and it was after seven so I figured you’d fallen asleep,” she said, leaning forward and messing his hair.
“Sorry, seven, I- “ he started.
“I know, you fell asleep, but I’m the one who barged into your room at insane o’clock, so it’s no big deal, but, if we’re doing Chinese I am ordering dessert to. We shall be up for a while watching movies,” she smiled and strolled back into the dining room to get the menu, like nothing earlier today had even happened.
“Damn dream,” he cursed, as he watched her walking away, the last lingering pieces of the wonderful dream making him smile. Maybe someday, he thought, maybe someday I can tell her.
Are you kidding me? Another dream? LOL! Thanks for another interlude. :)
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