Water Therapy
She fumbled with the lock on her door, tears stinging the corner of her eyes. She had had a horrible day and all she wanted was to finally relax. Finally getting the door open, she threw her bag onto the floor and immediately headed for the kitchen and poured herself a shot of vodka. She tossed it back and let the cold liquid burn her throat. Pouring another shot, she tossed it back and then headed for her bathroom. She turned the hot water on full blast and added citrus oil to the water, now pooling at the bottom of the tub. She stripped off her clothes and put her silk robe on while she waited for the tub to fill. While she waited, she placed a CD in her CD player and pressed the play button. Then, she returned to the bathroom and let the silken robe fall to the floor and stepped into the steaming hot water. She closed her eyes and let the steam fill her nose. She inhaled the citrus scent deeply and sighed.
He approached the door and heard her usual classical music playing. It was louder than normal, which meant one of two things. She was either in the shower or bath, or she was attempting to fill her mind with things other then what had happened that day. He twisted the knob and found it open. Not unusual; she kept the door unlocked after work ever since the first time he had come to check on her. She walked into her apartment and closed and locked the door behind him. He didn't fail to notice the open bottle of vodka and shot glass on her kitchen counter. He walked into the kitchen, capped the vodka and placed it back into the freezer. Then he headed to the bathroom.
Her eyes flew open at the knock on the bathroom door. She smiled; she knew that it could only be one person.
"Come in," she called. He opened the door and poked his head around the corner.
"Hey there, beautiful," he said, now walking fully into the bathroom. He hung his jacket up on the door and then let the rest of his clothes fall to the floor, joining the pile that was already there. She sat forward in the tub and he climbed in behind her. He picked up the loofah off the side of the tub and began to slowly wash her back. She relaxed at his touch and leaned back into him slightly.
"Are you okay?" he asked quietly, placing the loofah back on the edge of the tub.
"I am now," she replied, just as quietly.
"I meant before I got here," he said, running his hand up her back, causing her to shiver even though the water was hot. Tears began to prickle the corner of her eyes.
"Those poor children," she said quietly, allowing a few tears to escape her eyes. He pulled her back gently into his arms and held her tightly, kissing the back of her neck as he did.
"But we saved them, and they're going to be alright," he said. She leaned back into his arms and let the water lap around her body, allowing it to rock her slowly to comfort.
A/N: I hope this made CableAddict happy. If you guys want to see another one, or have an idea for a "therapy", just tell me. Review with your thoughts!