Chapter 6
Parker was tired. It had been a long day. First Eliot had tried to blame her for something – she wasn't exactly sure what. She had stopped listening as soon as he had stormed into the kitchen yelling her name – and then this group of kids plus two adults had come for their help. Not to mention the fact that all but one of the six were supernaturals. And that one – Lauren – had given Parker quite the headache.
This was how she found herself sprawled out on the chair in Nate bedroom. Nate was still trying to figure out where to put everybody. Parker had already given up 'her' room for Chloe and Tori to share and Lauren wasn't letting Chloe out of her sight so she was sleeping on the floor of the room. All Nate had to do was give the other guest room to Derek and Simon and have Kit sleep on the couch. But no. Nate always had to make things more difficult than they needed to be.
What seemed to be only minutes later – but proved to be an hour after a quick glance at the clock – Nate entered the room. Parker opened her eyes, squinting even from the dim light of the single lit lamp, and watched him pause at the sight of her.
"I thought you were going to head back to your . . . warehouse." He said.
Parker shrugged. "I was too tired. Figured I'd crash here." Nate sent her a look as he went to his dresser to pull out some pajamas.
"Well," He said. He began to walk to his personal bathroom. "You figured wrong. Chair's too uncomfortable for you to sleep in and I'm not giving up my bed for it. So get out and I'll see you in the morning."
Even if she hadn't been so tired and could come up with something witty to say, Parker wouldn't have been able to get it in before Nate closed the bathroom door. So instead she grabbed an extra pillow from the bed and tossed it on the floor along with the throw blanket that had been set just so on the chair she had previously occupied.
When Nate came back out of the room he wasn't really surprised to see Parker already asleep. He had been hoping that she'd still be awake so he could talk to her about some of his concerns about working with Kit and his friends but obviously had to wait until morning.
With a sigh he turned off the lamp and lowered himself to the makeshift bed she had arranged for him on the floor. He wasn't sure why he let her do it, but it probably had to do with the same reasons he let her stay in one of the guest rooms and keep some stuff in the guest bathroom. Either way, she was fast asleep in his nice, comfy bed and he was tossing and turning on the cold, hard floor.
AN: Well, I hope you liked it. Again, if you have questions/concerns/comments I'd love to hear 'em.
Thanks for reading, Brit