Disclaimer: I still don't own him - sigh - I only wish I did.
Karen - you are the bestest Beta in the whole wide world!
17. McQueen.
He woke up to the now familiar feeling of Dylan wrapped around him. It was like sleeping with an octopus, the way she managed to entwine her limbs with his during the night!
Gently trying to untangle himself without waking her, he slipped from the bed. He picked up his clothes and quickly dressed before returning to the bed to kiss her gently on the forehead, before slipping out of the door.
It was a routine he'd become used to in the past few weeks, always leaving before she woke, before the rest of the ship was up and about. That way, he felt, they could avoid any ship's gossip. He smiled, knowing that there was indeed gossip. But no one had yet caught him leaving her quarters, and he intended to make sure it stayed that way.
As he headed back to his own quarters, he let his mind wander over the events of the past few weeks. The way in which she had wholeheartedly embraced the idea of a relationship with him. well, you couldn't really call it that, he thought. After all, she'll be heading home soon, and I'll still be here. No, you really couldn't call it a relationship.
But he knew he wanted it to be. He wanted to see her again. to know that he had someone at home, thinking about him, looking forward to seeing him again. Someone he knew he was fighting this war for. He'd never envied his colleagues before, but now he did. The thought shook him, as he realised he'd come to care for her far more than he had imagined. He was going to miss his little elf terribly.
A passing crewman took one look at his face as they passed each other and knew his pals had been right. Colonel McQueen had never looked so distracted before. Only a woman could have that effect on him.
He reached his quarters, showered, shaved, and headed out again. His bridge duty was in 45 mikes. If he wanted some breakfast, now was the time to get it.
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Karen - you are the bestest Beta in the whole wide world!
17. McQueen.
He woke up to the now familiar feeling of Dylan wrapped around him. It was like sleeping with an octopus, the way she managed to entwine her limbs with his during the night!
Gently trying to untangle himself without waking her, he slipped from the bed. He picked up his clothes and quickly dressed before returning to the bed to kiss her gently on the forehead, before slipping out of the door.
It was a routine he'd become used to in the past few weeks, always leaving before she woke, before the rest of the ship was up and about. That way, he felt, they could avoid any ship's gossip. He smiled, knowing that there was indeed gossip. But no one had yet caught him leaving her quarters, and he intended to make sure it stayed that way.
As he headed back to his own quarters, he let his mind wander over the events of the past few weeks. The way in which she had wholeheartedly embraced the idea of a relationship with him. well, you couldn't really call it that, he thought. After all, she'll be heading home soon, and I'll still be here. No, you really couldn't call it a relationship.
But he knew he wanted it to be. He wanted to see her again. to know that he had someone at home, thinking about him, looking forward to seeing him again. Someone he knew he was fighting this war for. He'd never envied his colleagues before, but now he did. The thought shook him, as he realised he'd come to care for her far more than he had imagined. He was going to miss his little elf terribly.
A passing crewman took one look at his face as they passed each other and knew his pals had been right. Colonel McQueen had never looked so distracted before. Only a woman could have that effect on him.
He reached his quarters, showered, shaved, and headed out again. His bridge duty was in 45 mikes. If he wanted some breakfast, now was the time to get it.
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