A/N: Ok everyone. This is it. This is the last chapter. Thanks for sticking to the story until the end. I really hope you like the last chapter. Enjoy!

Elizabeth's hand found her alarm clock before it even went off. A pale ray of light was seeping through the curtains of her bedroom. She rolled onto her side with a muffled groan and pulled the blanket tighter around herself. There was a meeting scheduled for 9 o'clock and she hoped whoever had made that appointment would die a long and painful death for making her stay up at 7 in the morning.

Her eyes fell onto the sleeping form next to her. She could barely make out John's outline in the dim light. Her words to let him sleep on the couch had only been an empty threat. It was alright to sit on it, but her couch was definitely not made for sleeping.

He was sleeping on his back, apparently keeping the pressure off his ribs, but his head was turned in her direction. He was pretty much dead to the world. He had been more tired than she had thought.

Elizabeth lifted her hand and trailed her finger over his temple and down his cheek. She could feel a light stubble along his chin. She then leaned in and pressed a light kiss onto his lips. It was the first kiss after their encounter on the air field. They hadn't done anything besides sleeping the previous night. John remained asleep and Elizabeth smiled before she rolled onto her other side and got up, her feet hitting the cold floor.

When the lights in her bathroom blinked on she studied herself in the mirror. She couldn't help the small smile crossing her lips. Having John asleep next door was something she had lived without long enough. His lie was still prominent in her head, but she had managed to stow it in a corner of her mind, as a reminder, but not as a constant thought.

She took a hot shower and then exited the bathroom in search for clothes. She moved across the room as quietly as possible, not wanting to wake John. She couldn't remember ever seeing him this deep asleep. He usually was a light sleeper. She grabbed her clothes and then disappeared into the living room.

She was struggling to get into her blouse when there was a strange sound. She looked around and found her cell moving across the coffee table. She groaned when she saw Evan's name on the display. She snatched the phone open and pressed it to her ear with her shoulder.

"Evan, I'm already late for work. I'm fine, you don't have to check up on me anymore. Can we do this later?" she asked and buttoned her blouse. There was a short silence at the other end.

"Elizabeth?" he asked.

"Who else?" she said confused and looked for her blazer. "You know what? I'll call you later, ok?"

"Ok" he said slowly and she shut the phone and threw it onto the couch. She had barely slipped into her blazer when it vibrated again. It was Evan again.

"Was there something else?" she asked and walked to her desk to find the papers she needed for the meeting.

"Just a question, Elizabeth: why are you answering John's cell?"

"What?" she asked confused and looked at the cell phone in her hand. It wasn't hers. She looked around and found hers sitting on the dresser next to her front door. She moved it back to her ear.

"You still there?" Evan asked.

"Yeah"

"I'm pretty sure I dialed John's number"

"Really?" she asked and put the papers into her briefcase.

"Yup"

"Huh" she said and went into the kitchen. She took herself an apple and walked back into the living room to let it join her papers and notebook in her briefcase. It was unlikely that she would eat it, but she always told herself that it was the thought that counted. Usually it would end up on her assistant's desk later the day.

"Is it possible that you could pass me on to John?" Evan asked and she could clearly hear the smile in his voice.

"I'm afraid not. He's still asleep"

"Is he?" he asked amused.

"Yes. He was pretty tired"

"I can imagine"

"Pervert. I really have to go now, Evan. I'll call you later today" she said and walked back into the bedroom.

"Ok. Bye" he said and she shut the phone a second time before she put it onto the nightstand.

"Who 'as it?" a groggy voice asked and she found John blinking up at her.

"Evan"

"His daily check-up?" he asked sleepily.

"Not exactly. I have to go to work. There's a spare key outside in the hall. Under the fire extinguisher down the hall on the left in case you plan to go somewhere. I don't know when I'll be back. I have a meeting at 9 and then I have to..."

"That's too much information, 'Lizabeth" John mumbled. She laughed quietly.

"Sorry" she said and leaned down to give him a peck on the lips, but he held her in place with a hand in the back of her neck. He deepened the kiss almost immediately and the thoughts of work almost fled from her mind. She pulled away reluctantly.

"Work" she reminded herself. John sighed.

"Go and make the world a better place"

"I'll try" she said and gave him another quick kiss before she walked over to the door. She then stopped and looked over her shoulder. "You'll be here later?" she asked.

"Yeah" he said and then paused a moment. "You'll come back?" he then asked. She considered him a moment. Then she smiled.

"Yeah. Yeah, I think I'll do that"

-The End-