Tyler gave Ashley an apologetic look when his phone rang, flipping it open and answering with a curt, "Reid."

"Dude," came the bleary voice from the other line, making it easily discernable that the blonde had just woken up, "where are you?" Despite having practice earlier this morning, Reid was still tired and sleepy; having crashed immediately after the practice was over.

"Ashley's room," Tyler answered.

"Not going too well, huh?" the other boy guessed from the underlying note of tension in his best friend's voice. Tyler could picture the blonde sprawled on his bed, hair mussed, sleepily talking on the phone while rubbing the lethargy from his eyes. He couldn't help but give a small smile at that, despite his distress at how uncomfortable he currently felt sitting a few feet away from the pretty, but silent, Asian girl.

"Yeah, well, Jane is still asleep," Tyler said in explanation. Ashley though nothing of it, thinking the boys were talking about something completely different and harmless.

With Jane snoring away in her mattress, there was no one to act as a buffer between the two of them, making for an uncomfortable, awkward experience.

"Isn't it like two?" Reid asked. Tyler knew by the pause that his roommate was now looking at his alarm clock. "Shit, three. And she's still asleep? A girl after my own heart."

Tyler gave a noise of agreement, pausing to look at the mound of covers heaped upon a figure curled into a ball.

"So wake her up and let's get breakfast," Reid suggested, yawning. The suggestion was made not as an attempt to get at Jane but rather to help Tyler out. (Very) Little known fact: Reid Garwin was undeniably sweet and thoughtful when he woke up, before the warm water of the shower hit him and he felt his incorrigible mannerisms seep into his skin. You could get Reid to do anything if he was sleepy/drowsy, which is why the Sons usually asked him for favors then. "I'm going to shower and I'll be over in twenty." Then he hung up.

Tyler should've felt angry that Reid was interrupting his time with Ashley; Reid would've been pissed if Tyler even attempted to talk to him when he was 'working' a girl. Instead, Tyler felt relieved that the agonizing experience of him and Ashley being alone could be passed over.

Judging by Ashley's look on her face when he expressed Reid's idea, she felt the same way.

Tyler let Reid into the girls' room. Reid arched a brow at the state of the room; he hadn't gotten a good look last night, seeing as he was too busy looking at something (or, rather, something) else. It was clear that this roomed housed two girls with very different conceptions of what 'cleanliness' was.

He gave a disbelieving look when he realized someone was still in bed. "What the fuck?"

"Dude," Tyler started, "it is like impossible to get her up. I tried everything."

"Not everything," Ashley countered. She laughed when she saw his incredulous look. "What? You offered. I didn't want to tell you that you were doing it wrong."

Reid looked at Tyler, wondering how this was awkward. Tyler shook his head at the boy's questioning look – before Reid had come, Ashley had spoken in monosyllables. Reid would never tell Tyler how indignant he felt over Tyler's predicament in that moment.

"Well, then get to it," Reid said, waving her in the direction of her slumbering counterpart.

Ashley rolled her eyes at his impatience. She turned her head towards her roommate and announced in a clear voice, "Breakfast!"

The two boys watched in amazement when the lump under the covers finally moved. There was a sleepy moan and then the girl slowly sat up. She rubbed her eyes. "Huh? What? Oh… okay." She rolled out of her bed in a surprisingly limber move, landing on her feet. She continued on to the attached bathroom in a sleepy daze.

Reid and Tyler blinked as they watched her walk away, clad only in a pair of faded flannel pajama pants and a ratty sports bra.

Ashley had the gall to laugh.

The strangeness of the day had continued once Jane had stepped outside of the bathroom. She started when she saw the two boys before shrugging and continuing on with whatever she was doing. Tyler was almost (at least this is what he told himself) regretful when she slipped on a faded men's t-shirt that had a large anime character that on it. Tyler recognized him after a few seconds.

Reid grinned when he saw it. "Vegeta?" he asked.

She beamed. "He's my favorite out of all the Z fighters." She, Tyler, and Reid began discussing which character was better, their voices getting loud and overzealous.

Ashley tried not to grin. Jane was like the perfect double agent.

Somewhere deep inside her, she felt a pang of jealous, but the girl tossed it as easily as she did her hair.

TBC.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Covenant or Dragon Ball Z.

A/N: I am trying to make this fic more RG/Jane because TCP seemed to focus more on Tyler than Reid. I don't know if I'm the only one who got that impression, but if I got it and I wrote it, I'm sure some must have felt that way, too.