"How is she?" Jay asked as he walked into the bedroom and stopped short when he saw his partner under the covers with Elle holding her snuggly in his arms. And why was his jacket off and his shirt unbuttoned?
"Just getting her warm, Slick."
"Oh, I'm sure she's all nice and toasty warm now," Jay said with a laugh as his partner glared at him. He started to back out again as Kay's expression became a bit more upset. Being in the same room as an angry Kay definately wasn't a good idea. "I think I'll just take a walk, make sure there aren't any bugs around."
"Real good idea!" Kay called. "And when you're done with your walk, you can see about making something for her to eat when she wakes up!"
"This is not fair," Jay muttered as he headed for the cabin door. Why did he always get the bad jobs like cooking and checking for bugs while Kay got to get in bed with Elle? Totally unfair.
Kay shook his head as his partner left. Had he ever been that young? He stroked Elle's forehead, relieved to find her skin was a little bit warmer. She made a soft little sighing noise in her sleep and snuggled closer to him, her arms twining around him. Kay started to rock her a bit, softly humming a lullabye as he did. Elle had almost died three times in a little over twelve hours. After that, she deserved any comfort that he could offer her.