A/N OK, so even I temper my own evilness. I was hoping to get more than ONE response to the last chapter (what, are you all too in shock to review it?) but even I'm not mean enough to stall this until I get a response.
"Garret?" She asked as he lay there, his back to her.
"Hmm?" He grunted, trying to ignore her.
"I-" She trailed off. "It was his name, wasn't it?" He nodded, still keeping his back to her, not wanting to roll over and face her.
"Yeah. It was." He felt her arm wrap around him and he was half tempted to shrug it off.
"I-" He could hear her trying to formulate something else to say, something to come up with as an excuse.
"It's fine. We all let our mind wander sometimes." He didn't want to have this conversation. He also didn't want to admit that previously every time his mind wandered it was to the woman currently laying next to him.
"Garret-I'm sorry." She said, and he rolled over, trying to just end this as soon as he could. It was worse to talk about it and go on about it than it was to just go to sleep and forget like it ever happened.
"It's fine." He said, trying to get her to drop the subject, but she obviously didn't want to.
"Look Garret-"
"Just drop it, OK?" He finally snapped, rolling back over and staring at the wall. He felt her stiffen and knew that that probably hadn't been the best, and had half a mind to apologize, but his pride wouldn't let him.
"Garret, I love you, I really do-" His mind stopped for an instant. Had he just heard her correctly? Did she really say that, did she really say she loved him? Did that mean that what he had felt for ten years was reciprocated? He quickly snapped back to reality as she continued speaking. "It's just I've thought about Woody for so long and every time I start thinking I'm over him, he creeps back up."
He rolled back over to face her, and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. She looked better now, more calm, more relaxed now that he wasn't trying to ignore her. "It takes time." He told her. He knew the feeling, after Maggie left, every time he tried to forget about her she had crept back into his mind, but at least he had thoughts of someone else to make things easier. "Did you mean it?" He asked her.
"Mean what? That I love you?" He nodded. He watched her formulate her thoughts, and just hoped that what she was doing was coming up with a good way to say it, and not a complete lie. "Yes." She said simply. "You've been my best friend forever, and I've loved you for that, and even though we've got the whole sex thing going on, it doesn't change the fact that you've been there for me for everything and you're the one person in my life I can count on no matter what." He grinned and kissed her gently. "Thank you." She said after a minute.
"For what?" He asked.
"For understanding." She said kissing him and snuggling against him.