A/N: What's with all these slang terms?
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Words as Feelings
February 7th, Bonzer
1. (Australian) Remarkable; wonderful.
Epsilon didn't sleep; he didn't really need to.
During the long hours of night when everyone took the time to get some rest, he'd have to find something to occupy himself with. Usually it would be keeping an eye on the motion trackers to make sure no one tried to sneak up on Carolina while she got some precious sleep, but now that they were back with the others, they had a night watch for that. On nights like this, when there was nothing for him to do but think, his thoughts would take interesting turns.
On this particular night, he was observing everyone as they got some much needed sleep. They'd been running for a while now, trying to keep those pirates from catching them, and the majority of them were exhausted and stressed. Carolina was on first watch, and usually he'd chat with her if she was still awake, but she was occupied with that Dr. Grey woman wanting to check on her leg again, so instead he went to keep an eye on the guys.
Caboose was sprawled out on the ground like a big stupid puppy, snoring loud enough to wake the dead. Tucker and Wash were sleeping right through it; they'd had plenty of time to get used to the noise. Tucker was naked as usual, half-curled on his side, while Wash was obviously on one of his good nights since he was as still as a corpse. Church was relieved at that, at least; if Wash had another one of his nightmares, there'd be no way for them to deal with it without getting violent.
Over with the Reds, Simmons was snoring softly while curled up against Grif, who had his arm slightly bent around his partner's shoulder. Church fought the urge to laugh. Tucker was right; these two were practically a couple already. Donut was talking in his sleep, but he did not want to know what he was saying. Sarge was leaning against a rock, in a position where he could quickly grab his shotgun if they were attacked. Lopez had shut down for the night, standing up in his usual spot next to Sarge.
Despite the danger everyone was in, despite the fact that they could be attacked at any moment, Church couldn't help but feel happy. It was great to see everyone again, and from what he'd heard, they'd been separated for a long time before he and Carolina had shown up. Yet it was as if no time had passed at all; everyone settled into the positions where they felt the most comfortable. Maybe he should too.
Carolina would be busy for a while yet, so while he still had nothing to do he jumped over to Caboose, just wanting to be close to his team for a bit. He'd never admit it to anyone, (hell, he had a hard time admitting it to himself) but these idiots were the best thing to ever happen to him. They were amazing; his very first taste of real happiness.
And he'd be damned if he let anyone take that away from him.