Author's note: Please read Chapter 19 of The Clier Path before reading this! Warning, may contain strong language and sexual innuendo!

He knocked at the door, dun duh-duh dun, before sidling through. Shutting it behind him, he collapsed onto the bed; the suitcase bounced a little, but retained its place. She rolled her eyes at him as she freed a handgun from its slot in another case.

She quickly pointed the gun at him, and he froze immediately.

'Signal.' She growled, eyes narrowed.

'Right,' he nodded. He raised his left hand, and with its back facing, tucked in his thumb.

She lowered her gun quickly, and looked back down at the boxes, as if nothing happened. 'What's the situation?' her voice asked, monotonous, her eyes were still trained on her work as he collapsed onto the bed behind her.

'Rooms 283 and 285 are empty.' He answered wearily, 'It doesn't look like anyone's been in except that I found the keys to their rooms as soon as I walked in.'

'I'll let Morpheus know when I'm done with this then.' She nodded.

He dragged himself up to the pillows and stretched himself out. Bending a foot towards him, he worked a shoe off, threw it towards the wall opposite, frowned when it landed against a handgun and knocked it out of place. He threw off the other one, and chucked it, this time to the side of him.

'Laura, honey?' he whined, 'could you pass me a glass of water?'

She turned in her cross-legged position, smiled, almost sweetly, almost, 'no, but I can pass you a bullet. Mind if I shoot it at you?'

'Sorry,' he sighed.

'That's alright.' She turned back to her work.

He crossed his arms behind his head, letting out a long breath, 'you know,' a grin suddenly came to his face, and 'we are on our honeymoon.'

She took out a box of ammunitions, and then paused for thought, 'hm, you're right.' She looked up to the ceiling, combed her fingers through her short blonde hair, 'we'd better make our stay believable.' She placed the box to one side before taking out another, 'you'd better start rocking the bed and banging the wall or something.' She shrugged.

He pulled a face, 'but I thought we could-.'

'I know what you thought, but we're on a mission. We've got to focus.' She turned round to him, 'right now, we've got to fake it to make it.' she smirked.

He rolled his eyes, but his face softened for her, 'I can't argue with that logic.' He smiled before propping himself up against the headboard. He flattened his hands against the wall and started smacking it, rocking his body so that the headboard slapped.

'And moan a little, for god's sake.' She called over her shoulder.

Author's note: This omake is a little different from the others because it is actually canon material; it's something that I'd always wanted to include in this chapter anyway once I'd gotten to this plot point, but it seemed too funny to go in the actual omake, and too good to get rid of. I'm actually a little dubious about whether I should delete it from Chapter 19 now that it's on here, but I think it's only right that I should. seems to have a little stigma about publishing things twice on their site, so it would only be right to delete it.

I guess the only reason this was turned into an omake anyway was because I didn't want to think of it as a chore when trying to complete the chapter. Doing an omake seemed to put me in a better mind set, so to speak.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this!

Ophelia Davis