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She looked pale today, her normally faded skin color darker than usual. Natarle noticed this about the captain and came out of t he CIC to tell her to take a break and that she would take over for her. Murrue reluctantly left the bridge after thanking Natarle. She nodded in response as her captain disappeared behind metal doors.
Murrue drifted down the hallway feeling very dizzy. The lights were swimming around in circles above her causing her head to pound. If it weren't for him rounding the corner just in time to catch her she would've fallen in slow motion onto the ground. She saw two of him at once, slightly overwhelming her.
"Come on now, I'll take you to your room to rest."
She shook her head stubbornly, but was pulled along by him anyway.
Once they reached Murrue's quarters. Mu led her over to her bed. He brushed a few strands of hair away from her eyes before disappearing into the bathroom to get a cool washcloth. Once he emerged he grabbed a lone chair sitting in the corner of her room.
"Here," he sighed as he laid the cloth onto her forehead, etching a weak smile onto her face.
He watched closely as she drifted off to sleep, her chest rising and falling evenly. After she was practically pulled under fatigues spell she jerked herself awake, startling Mu.
"What is it?"
"The ship, what if something-
He cut her off before she could protest any further.
"Don't worry about her. The ship'll be fine, Natarle is very reliable when it comes to these sorts of things and she'll take care of business up on the bridge. And don't forget about the kid as well, he'll look after us, we'll be fine, Murrue, don't worry.
"And you as well." Murrue stated, just a hint of disappointment in her voice.
He shook his head no in response.
"Not me."
Murrue raised an eyebrow in confusion, but in the back of her mind, she knew what he was going to say next.
"I'd be right here with you." He stated, bringing a smile to her face, except this time it was stronger, more sincere, bringing a smile to his as well. Her assumption was correct, and she knew it would be.
She reached up and ran a hand through his dirty blond locks.
"I know you all to well Mu La Flaga." She whispered as she gave his hair a gentle tug, bringing his face down so that he was nose to nose with her. She caught his lips with her own. It didn't last long. Their kiss was just ling enough to surface their love for each other.
Murrue slept soundly after that, her hand clasped tightly around Mu's, the washcloth long discarded.
The next morning Murrue woke up feeling refreshed. She looked over and was happy to see Mu where he was when she fell asleep. Their hands still entwined together. He had his head resting on his free arm at the edge of the bed. She hated to wake him, he looked so peaceful, but she had to, or else they'd both be in trouble.
"Mu, wake up or I'll be late for my shift and you won't be in your respective post at the hangar."
She heard a soft groan and then Mu lifted his head up from his arm. She noticed a slight flush on his cheeks. She reached up and put a palm to his forehead, he seemed to have caught her cold. She tried to stifle a laugh as she pulled her hand back down to her side on the bed, but it didn't really work. Mu let his head fall onto her lap as she ran a hand through his ruffled blonde mess, all the while smiling widely at him.
As of that night she decided that being sick wasn't so bad after all.
:woah…sorry guys…that one got a little out of hand…I am taking suggestions…so if you have a burning desire to fulfill your MuxMurrue hearts up then tell me your ideas…thanks!
