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Harley stared at Mallet sleeping uncomfortably in a chair. "Mallet? You awake?" She whispered, just in case he wasn't- she didn't want to wake him up. "Yeah. Why?" "I was just gonna ask..." Her voice trailed off, as she became afraid to actually ask him the question. "What is it Cooper? What were you gonna ask?" "I was just wondering if maybe, uh, if that chair is really uncomfortable... well, you could come sleep in the bed with me." "Are you sure?" Mallet didn't want to push Harley to do anything she wasn't comfortable with. "Yes. I'm sure. Come on Mallet. Come here and get a good night's sleep." "Ok." He looked into her eyes, and realized she was smiling.
"What are you smiling about?" He asked as he snuggled under the covers. "Just, this. Everything. You, me, us, and whatever else good comes out of this." She moved closer to him. "And I just wanted to say thank you." "Again, Cooper? You've already thanked me a thousand times. What did I do now?" "You make me feel safe, and secure. When I'm with you, it doesn't really feel like I have to run from anything. Not like when I'm out there, in the world, running from everything I ever knew. No. When I'm with you, it's just us. Like it was before. Like it always has been, and like it always will be." "Oh, well, in that case, you're very welcome." Harley moved even closer to Mallet, so their bodies were touching. "Good night Mallet," Harley said, as she cuddled up in Mallet's strong arms. "Good night Harley. I love you."