Epilogue: Moving On
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After seeing Alison safely into a cab, Bobby didn't feel like going back to the flat, but he didn't have anywhere else he wanted to go, either.
He knew going to a pub would only get him in trouble; he didn't know Cardiff well enough to stumble his way home drunk.
Besides, after last night, I should probably give my liver a break, he thought.
He was surprised when he opened up the door of Ianto's flat to be greeted by the scent of fresh brewed coffee.
Wendy looked up from the sofa. She'd been reading a book by the light of several candles on the coffee table.
"You'll ruin your eyes doing that," he told her with a bit of a smile.
She smiled right back at him, "I used to do this all the time as a kid. Well, usually it was a torch under the covers," she shrugged. "I brought some pizza home for you. It's on a plate in the microwave."
"I don't think I can eat. Thanks." He did help himself to a cup of coffee, though.
"You feel like talking?"
He shook his head, kicked off his shoes and sat down next to her on the sofa. Wendy rearranged herself a little so she was leaning up against him and went back to her book.
"What is that, anyway?" he asked of the paperback.
"Anne Bishop," she showed him the cover.
"Ah," was all he could say of the picture of an open-shirted young man with long black hair.
Wendy laughed, "Don't judge a book by its cover, Bobby." She raised an eyebrow at him, driving home the point.
He blushed and she laughed harder. "It's probably not your cup of tea, but it's not some tawdry romance, either."
"Nothing wrong with tawdry romances," he countered, slipping into a slight more comfortable position with one arm around her shoulders.
Wendy grinned up at him. "That sour look on your face says otherwise."
He shrugged and moved a pillow into his lap so she could get better support on her back.
"So what do you like to read, Dr. Chase?"
"I dunno. Journals mostly, I guess."
She shook her head sadly and flipped back to the first page from which she began reading aloud, occasionally stealing a sip of his coffee as she went along.
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A/N:
This was especially written for several people who expressed the desire for Bobby and Wendy to end up together... I know there were a few of you (and honestly, it wasn't my original intent, but so many people spoke out against Cameron in the beginning that that's the direction I decided to go in. Sorry to the Cameron fans...)
The Anne Bishop book in question is called Sebastian. I've just started reading it myself, but her Black Jewels series was superb and Sebastian promises to be the same.