Journey of Love

Chapter Seventeen

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Marcus and Neroon, or anyone else from

Babylon 5.

Authors notes: Rated R. Contains slash: two males in a romantic/sexual (although not explicit) relationship. If this offends you please turn back now.

If the formatting is screwed up please forgive me. I still haven't gotten the hang of it yet.

Sorry for the late update, but I couldn't get any motivation to write this chapter. It's still not the way I wanted it, and I almost skipped this chapter completely, but, I figured I might as well put it in.

When next I woke I felt remarkably better, although still quite tired. Stretching my arms above my head unfortunately pulled at my still sore ribs, and any sudden movements caused my head to pound, but other than that I was feeling well-rested. I was just about to put my head back on my pillow and try to get back to sleep, when I caught movement out of the corner of my eye.

"So you have finally woken up." Neroon commented looking bored of bed rest already. "I thought you were going to sleep half the day away."

"What time is it?" I asked in between a yawn.

"0900 hours."

"At least I've made up the sleep I didn't get last night." I mumbled. "So how are you feeling? Any better?"

"Much." Neroon answered, turning in my direction. "Now if the doctor would let me out of bed I would be even better."

"Bed rest will help you heal fully. You were just, um, attacked by Shakiri. It will take a little time to feel in tip top shape again."

"As if you were anymore content to lie in bed yesterday when there were things you needed to do." Neroon shrewdly commented.

"Heard about that, huh?" I asked, trying to down-play my concern for Neroon, now that he was back and feeling alright. "Well today, I was just about to go back to sleep until somebody interrupted me. Besides, I am sure your ship won't fall apart without you for one day."

"Go back to sleep if you wish to." Neroon said, pretending to sound sullen, causing me to laugh out loud.

"Ow! Don't do that, Neroon. I'm still hurt here." I groused.

"I am sure I have no idea what you are talking about. Now go to sleep."

"I'm up already, no point in sleeping now." I commented, looking at Neroon fully for the first time since our conversation began. For a few seconds we simply stared at each other drinking the other in, until Neroon hesitantly broke the peaceful silence.

"As I recall, we were talking about the wish for family before we were rudely interrupted, during our last conversation…"