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Danny sat at his laptop screen typing away in the late hours of morning the perfect time a day, or time of night, for the muses to attack. He sat in his sweats and his gray Notre Dame sweatshirt the uniform for a weekend meant to spend relaxing and away from work. He told himself this, but the only thing he could think to relax him was to work. Work wasn't what it meant to most; to him it was absolute joy. He typed furiously as the one salmon light hit his screen and his two fingers as he literal peaked away.

"I don't know how you do that?" CJ asked from the bed.

"Not know CJ."

"You type like a fourth grader..."

"I'm busy right now..."

"----You do this for a living right?"

"I'm not listening to you—your not here—"

"Oh, you bet I'm here chicken little—"

"How am I chicken little?" Danny turned around in his chair.

""Cause your pecking away at the keys like....."

"Like a fourth grader I know---"

"—No I wasn't gonna be that redundant. "

"I don't have time for you now CJ."

"What am I a child?"

"No, but I don't have time for fantasy."

"I don't have time for you right now Danny?" CJ spoke in the darkness as she typed away at her computer. Danny said nothing and walked closer to CJ. "Really Danny, I'm not kidding." CJ turned to her left to see Danny now standing over her "What?" She asked him in her sarcastic way. Danny still said nothing.

CJ gave him her what look with her eyes, but soon caught his eyes as Danny reached his hands down sand slowly slide off CJ's glasses. He leaned in slowly and CJ soon was turned into a sweet shy mess as Danny landed a sweet kiss on her lips.

"CJ?" Carol woke CJ from her mirage jarring her into reality as she almost slipped off her hand that had propped her face.

"Yeah?"

"Leo wants you to meet him in the oval."

"Yeah." CJ stood and tried to shake off what her dream had meant. She took a look at Gail and was reminded again of what had just happened. "What are you looking at?" She said to the fish. Noticing she was pretty much talking to herself like usual CJ let out a breath and walked out of her office.