Author's Note: I was wrong when I thought this would be the last chapter. It seemed much too long to post in one chunk when people only have a few minutes a day to read a fanfic chapter. The next chapter will be the last one. Thanks again for all of the reviews, follows, and the PMs about this story.

Adam walked over to Jaz with a cup of coffee which she gratefully accepted. The warmth traveled through her hands and heated her insides as she sipped. She handed the cup back to Adam as he handed her a small plate with a piece of toast and two pieces of crispy bacon. She nibbled on the food until the plate was empty and then leaned over to get the coffee from the end table where Adam had placed it.

"Here's the remote, Jaz. I saw that new movie with the female sniper is available On Demand. I know you wanted to see it so feel free to order it."

"Okay. Thanks."

Jaz knew she could use the escape. The opportunity to lose herself in someone else's issues was exactly what she needed. She was exhausted and struggled to stay awake for the whole movie but she was successful. Overall she thought the movie was okay. The interpersonal storyline was good but the technical advisor had been way off. Clearly they had used a man. The sniper rifle the heroine used was much too large for her small frame. A good sniper had to be able to disassemble the weapon and quickly carry it out as if it weighed nothing. Jaz decided that maybe her second career could be as a technical advisor for TV and movies. She was certain the pay would be much better and the emotional wear and tear would be less.

McG and Adam had left about halfway through the movie to head to the general store to pick up some specific things that McG had wanted. They had decided to walk the distance which was a bit odd since it wasn't exactly close. She expected they were using the time to talk about her. So be it. At least she had warned Adam about her issues when he invited her to come with him. On the other hand, poor McG had been blindsided. She sure hoped he hadn't planned on a restful trip.

She spent the rest of their absence watching TV in the same spot where they had left her. Her arms and legs were feeling pretty weak and she didn't want them to come back to find her on the floor. It would be one more embarrassment to add to the collection. Just before dusk they came tumbling in the door pushing and shoving. They both were shouting, "I won."

"Nope. Neither of you won. It was a tie," she informed them.

"I won. Look, Jaz. I was carrying the bag from the store so the extra weight slowed me down. I should be handicapped," McG insisted.

"You should have insisted on that before the race started. You've clearly not competed enough with Top to know he's sneaky."

"I know he's sneaky, just from working with him, but that's against the enemy."

"The second you started racing him you became the enemy, McG."

"I still contest the results."

Jaz just shook her head. Adam leaned over the back of the couch, "Chicken and dumplings?"

Her stomach growled in response. Chicken and dumplings was practically Adam's signature dish. He didn't make those weird slippery dumplings but instead his were fluffy herb ones.

"I'll take that stomach rumble as a yes."

Now that the guys were back she pushed off the blanket and slowly got to her feet. She saw McG watching her closely and while she was dizzy for a second it quickly passed. She took slow halting steps to the bathroom on her sore feet, did what needed to be done, and made her way back to the couch. While she'd been gone three tray tables had been set up.

"We're going to watch the game," McG explained.

"Okay."

She settled back down and McG flipped the blanket over her again. The pregame show was on and she zoned out.

"Jaz?"

She startled at Adam's voice. Sure enough a bowl was on the tray in front of her and he had poured her a Sprite to go with it. Exactly the way she ate it on Base which showed that he paid attention to his team members.

"Thanks," she said as she sat up and focused on her meal.

Her eyes closed in bliss at the first bite. Maybe she could have him teach her how to cook this one dish. She looked over at the mess in the kitchen and quickly decided she was better off having him make it for her when she wanted it.

McG cleared the dishes when they were done and packed away the tray tables. They focused on the football game which ultimately went into overtime. Adam and McG watched as Jaz fell asleep shortly after the overtime period had started. They had talked on their hike to the store and had come up with a plan to keep her safe. They weren't sure she was going to like it, in fact they were pretty sure she would hate it, but it was the best they could come up with on short notice. When the game was finally over they quietly turned off the TV and the overhead lights leaving just the nightlights to illuminate their way. McG sat next to Jaz and gently shook her shoulder,

"Jaz?"

"Hmm."

"Open your eyes, Jaz. It's time for bed."

"Okay."

She got to her feet, still looking more than half asleep in the dim lighting, and McG twined his arm with hers walking her down the hallway.

"My room," she said as she looked over her shoulder as they passed by it.

"Not for tonight. You're going to bunk with Top. You'll have to get out of his room and past mine in order to get outside. Your days of sleepwalking in the cold are over."

Normally the thought of sleeping with Adam would have rattled her but she was just too damn tired. When they got to the last room McG left her with Adam and went back to his own bed.

"All your stuff's on the sink in the bathroom, Jaz," Adam informed her.

She peeked inside and saw all of her toiletries were indeed there. She took her time washing her face and brushing her teeth. When she walked back out into the bedroom she found Adam on top of the covers on the right. The covers on the other side of the bed had been pulled back and she slid under them. She turned on her side facing the window as Adam set aside the report he had been reading. She felt him shifting around and before she knew it he had positioned himself so he was tucked up behind her. She tensed when he wrapped his arm around her waist and and pulled himself flush against her.

"Go to sleep, Jaz."

Sure, because that'll be easy, she thought.

Yet somehow it was easier than she had expected. His warmth and familiar scent were so soothing she felt her muscles beginning to relax almost immediately.

Adam knew the exact moment when Jaz drifted back to sleep. The awareness her body normally carried dissipated and she melted into the covers and into him. He buried his face in the silky mass of her hair. If he managed to get any sleep at all he would be surprised.

Surprised he was when he woke in the middle of the morning. Somehow during the night he'd ended up under the covers on his back. Jaz's head was now resting on his shoulder and she had one arm across his chest and a leg stretched across one of his. He heard a sound near the doorway and looked over to find McG leaning against the frame smiling. Adam put a finger over his lips clearly indicating that he should be quiet. Very gently he extricated himself from her hold. When he turned back he found her on his side of the bed snuggling his pillow. It didn't look like she would be waking up anytime soon. He pulled the door mostly shut behind him.

"You two make a cute couple," McG said teasingly.

"Shut it, McG. Please don't say anything to embarrass her."

All humor fled from McG's face, "I promise I won't say a word. I may tease you but I want Jaz to get the sleep she needs. I don't care what the two of you need to do to make that happen."

The two men ate breakfast together discussing plans for the day. While Jaz continued to sleep they hooked up a video game system to the main TV and then Adam started reading the latest news while McG went for a run.