Jack moaned and rolled over on her side. She didn't want to get up. Not this morning. She just wanted to stay in bed and sleep for another seven hours. Lifting her head off the pillow just enough, she checked to see if Dio was still in bed.
No luck, she saw. Just then, the sounds of Dio in the kitchen made their way down the hall to Jack's ears. She smiled to herself.
'Damn right,' she said to herself. 'He better make me breakfast. I won't be able to walk straight for another two days. It's the least he could do.'
Jack sat up and sniffed. Strong coffee, undercooked eggs, and burnt toast. Dio's specialty.
"Dio?" she called out groggily.
"Hey baby girl," his deep voice rolled down the hallway. "It's about time you got up."
"Yeah, well, I usually like to sleep after work outs like that one." Jack stood up and stretched before realizing that she was still naked. She pulled on a pair of ripped jeans and a tight black top. Nothing was going to happen today. It was just her and Dio spending some time together.
He was still laughing at her last comment when she padded barefoot into the kitchen. He was leaning on the counter, wearing nothing but the jeans he had had on the day before. Stepping around his feet, she planted a kiss on his lips and reached through his arms for the coffee pot on the counter behind him. Grabbing a mug she poured herself some coffee.
"So what's the plan for today?" she inquired, sipping her coffee. She winced. "Are you trying to kill me Dio? Could you possibly make this coffee any stronger? Jesus, why don't you just but cyanide in the damn stuff..."
Dio just nodded and looked at her over the rim of his cup. "You're just weak," he whispered before sipping slowly.
"The plan," he said, setting his cup down on the counter, "is that I don't know."
"You don't know?" Dio rarely, if ever, was in a position when he didn't know something, and Jack knew it.
"Do you want today plans, or future plans?" Dio asked.
"Technically, I asked what the plans are for TODAY, but I guess I want both," she countered, staring at him.
"Well, there's a new shipment of state-of-the-art weaponry arriving in a few days. There needs to be some room made for the guns. You got seven hundred newbies just ready and waiting to be trained, outfitted, and assigned into groups. There are at least fifty warehouses that need organizing, labeling, et cetera. And besides that, I have to actually come up with an attack plan."
"Alright," Jack said, not fazed at all. Her days were usually this busy when Dio wasn't around, and she was extra busy when he was back, so this level of activity was normal. "What about future plans then?" she queried.
Dio thought for a moment. "You need groceries."
"That's it? I need groceries?"
"Yeah. When I come here, I like sex, food, coffee and the occasional cigarette. You've so far given me three of those four. I expect more out of you, Jack."
"Maybe you don't know me as well as you think you do."
"Maybe you're full of shit," Dio said. Standing to his full height, he put his still half full cup on the counter.
"Where are you going?" Jack asked. She had half-hoped they could spend some time together, despite both of their busy schedules.
Dio gave her an unbelieving look. "I haven't been gone that long. You know where I'm going. To handle some business."
"Oh," Jack said, glancing at the floor. She didn't want to, but she felt dejected. She knew he had things to do. Hell, this whole war against the Company wouldn't have even come about if it hadn't been for Dio. Still, she wished sometimes that they could spend a little more time together.
"Don't give me that," Dio growled. "You know that I'm busy. You should be thankful that I even have time to see you in a day. Shit Jack, you know how it is."
"Yeah, I do. I'm sorry Dio."
"I suppose it's okay." He sighed and ran a hand over his face. "Listen, I gotta go. I guess I'll see you later baby girl."
"Bye Dio."
Jack walked him to the door. She wanted to give him a good-bye kiss, like the movie stars in the holodiscs did, but she didn't dare. Jack knew that he was already thinking about business, and she didn't want to be the reason that he became distracted from everything.
The metal door whooshed shut behind Dio as he left the apartment. Sighing, Jack flopped down on the couch.
"What are you going to do with that man Jack?" she wondered aloud, before finally getting up to shower.
No luck, she saw. Just then, the sounds of Dio in the kitchen made their way down the hall to Jack's ears. She smiled to herself.
'Damn right,' she said to herself. 'He better make me breakfast. I won't be able to walk straight for another two days. It's the least he could do.'
Jack sat up and sniffed. Strong coffee, undercooked eggs, and burnt toast. Dio's specialty.
"Dio?" she called out groggily.
"Hey baby girl," his deep voice rolled down the hallway. "It's about time you got up."
"Yeah, well, I usually like to sleep after work outs like that one." Jack stood up and stretched before realizing that she was still naked. She pulled on a pair of ripped jeans and a tight black top. Nothing was going to happen today. It was just her and Dio spending some time together.
He was still laughing at her last comment when she padded barefoot into the kitchen. He was leaning on the counter, wearing nothing but the jeans he had had on the day before. Stepping around his feet, she planted a kiss on his lips and reached through his arms for the coffee pot on the counter behind him. Grabbing a mug she poured herself some coffee.
"So what's the plan for today?" she inquired, sipping her coffee. She winced. "Are you trying to kill me Dio? Could you possibly make this coffee any stronger? Jesus, why don't you just but cyanide in the damn stuff..."
Dio just nodded and looked at her over the rim of his cup. "You're just weak," he whispered before sipping slowly.
"The plan," he said, setting his cup down on the counter, "is that I don't know."
"You don't know?" Dio rarely, if ever, was in a position when he didn't know something, and Jack knew it.
"Do you want today plans, or future plans?" Dio asked.
"Technically, I asked what the plans are for TODAY, but I guess I want both," she countered, staring at him.
"Well, there's a new shipment of state-of-the-art weaponry arriving in a few days. There needs to be some room made for the guns. You got seven hundred newbies just ready and waiting to be trained, outfitted, and assigned into groups. There are at least fifty warehouses that need organizing, labeling, et cetera. And besides that, I have to actually come up with an attack plan."
"Alright," Jack said, not fazed at all. Her days were usually this busy when Dio wasn't around, and she was extra busy when he was back, so this level of activity was normal. "What about future plans then?" she queried.
Dio thought for a moment. "You need groceries."
"That's it? I need groceries?"
"Yeah. When I come here, I like sex, food, coffee and the occasional cigarette. You've so far given me three of those four. I expect more out of you, Jack."
"Maybe you don't know me as well as you think you do."
"Maybe you're full of shit," Dio said. Standing to his full height, he put his still half full cup on the counter.
"Where are you going?" Jack asked. She had half-hoped they could spend some time together, despite both of their busy schedules.
Dio gave her an unbelieving look. "I haven't been gone that long. You know where I'm going. To handle some business."
"Oh," Jack said, glancing at the floor. She didn't want to, but she felt dejected. She knew he had things to do. Hell, this whole war against the Company wouldn't have even come about if it hadn't been for Dio. Still, she wished sometimes that they could spend a little more time together.
"Don't give me that," Dio growled. "You know that I'm busy. You should be thankful that I even have time to see you in a day. Shit Jack, you know how it is."
"Yeah, I do. I'm sorry Dio."
"I suppose it's okay." He sighed and ran a hand over his face. "Listen, I gotta go. I guess I'll see you later baby girl."
"Bye Dio."
Jack walked him to the door. She wanted to give him a good-bye kiss, like the movie stars in the holodiscs did, but she didn't dare. Jack knew that he was already thinking about business, and she didn't want to be the reason that he became distracted from everything.
The metal door whooshed shut behind Dio as he left the apartment. Sighing, Jack flopped down on the couch.
"What are you going to do with that man Jack?" she wondered aloud, before finally getting up to shower.