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He heard slight tapping at his door, then it slowly opened, "are you asleep," she quietly asked.
"Yes. Well no, not exactly," he replied, "are you all right?"
"I'm just checking on you. That's what I'm here for silly; I'm supposed to be taking care of you."
"Maximista, you have been here for over a week now, you do not have to check on me every five minutes, you are aware of my progress."
A crash of thunder rocked the penthouse, she jumped, just enough for him to notice. "You're afraid?"
"No I'm not," she shouted in protest, inching further into his room. "I just came to see if you were asleep."
"It is just a thunderstorm you know?"
"I know," she replied checking his forehead for a fever she knew wasn't there.
"What's the prognosis?"
"No fever," she smiled, "now get back to sleep, that's an order."
"Yes Maximista."
She began to fluff his pillow then, suddenly jumped at another roll of thunder.
"You are scared."
"It's just a little thunder," she said turning to leave the room.
"If you need to you can stay here."
"Go back to bed, you need your rest, you're still recovering."
"The Jackal is here if you need him," he said as she left the room.
She shut the door and leaned against it, sure she was a little scared, but she had woken up in his bed, Spinelli's bed, every morning since "moved in", and she was determined to spend one night alone. She looked up at the ceiling, "why'd it have to rain," she huffed as let go of the door knob.
The rain was pounding loudly against the window, she could hear the wind speeding by, it sent a chill across her body as she tried to sleep. She tossed and turned as she denied herself the one thing that would make her feel better, the one thing that would allow her to get real sleep. As much didn't want to she knew she was going to give in. She took a deep breath, to hell with it, she thought to herself, as she pulled on her robe. Soon she was at his door, not bothering to knock; she never did when it was this
late, when she needed to be close to him to sleep. She smiled amazed that he could sleep through the storm, she slid in beside him, inching as close as always, maybe closer.
He could feel her climb in beside him, it made his heart skip a beat and break at the same time, just as it did every night when she slid into his bed. She had no clue what she was doing to him. She made him feel wanted, needed, and loved all the while making him feel so alone. He could feel all her flopping from side to side next to him. He honestly didn't know if it was due to the storm, some nightmare haunting her, or old memories filling her mind, all he knew was he wanted to do something, anything, to help her sleep. He rolled over and pulled her close, it was the first time since she started sleeping with him that he had done so, normally she would sneak in and they would sleep, snuggled together, but never him holding her.
She was asleep, but not enough that his arms slipping around her, pulling her closer, went unnoticed. She felt the tension that had built up inside of her float away. Her body relaxed as she turned over, her face now buried in his chest. This was something new, something different, something nice.
Their breathing was soon synchronized, their hearts beating in the same rhythm; the rhythm of the rain.
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