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Charlie opens her eyes, disorientated at first before she remembers where she was. She smiles as she realises that some time in the night she had rolled onto her back and Joey had once again gravitated toward her, her head now resting on her shoulder. "I know you're awake, Joey."

Joey raises her head, gazing at her, "What gave me away?"

"Your hand inside my shirt and on my breast."

"It could have just been resting there or I sleep fondled."

Charlie chuckles. "Sleep fondled?" She asks in amusement.

"Do any of us truly know what we get up to when we sleep?"

"No, but I know what you get up to when you're awake."

Charlie gasps when Joey gently pinches her nipple, "You mean like that," Joey says with a cheeky grin.

"Obviously you're feeling better."

"Not really, you just happen to be a very pleasant distraction to my pain."

"Are you in pain?" Charlie asks in concern.

Joey sighs, the mood broken. "It's more discomfort than pain." She rolls onto her back, wishing she hadn't when she winces.

"Joey!"

"I'm ok Charlie, I'm just a bit stiff this morning."

Propping herself up on her elbow, Charlie gazes down at her, "Are you sure?"

"Yeah. I haven't exactly had much chance to exercise the last few days and my body's letting me know it." Joey tugs on Charlie's top, "You're looking a bit rumpled."

"I didn't plan for a sleep over."

"There's something sexy about the rumpled look."

Charlie recognises the look on her face, "Joey, don't go getting any ideas."

"I don't know what you mean."

Charlie just looks at her, shaking her head. "You are trouble Joey Collins."

Joey grins, her fingers making short work of Charlie's buttons. "Joey, we can't do this."

"You may not be able to, but I certainly can," she says as her hands work their way to Charlie's back. Finding the strength to resist, Charlie moves away from her. "Spoil sport," Joey mutters in disappointment.

"Joey, do you remember what happened last night?"

Joey rolls her eyes and sighs in exasperation. "Yeah, yeah, you put me in the hospital."

"I did not!"

"Did to. You made me want you so much that I forgot that I had been stabbed."

"Yep, no doubt about it," Charlie chuckles, "Being with you will definitely be interesting."

Joey holds out her arm, "I promise not to fondle or undress you in anyway."

Taking a chance, Charlie snuggles up to Joey, her head on her shoulder. "It might have been a good idea to button your shirt up before you got this close," she says as she stares at Charlie's bra, "It's kind of hard to keep to my promise."

"Joey!"

"I'm kidding."

"Are you?"

Joey's lips twitch, "Maybe."

Not trusting Joey or herself when they were this close to each other, Charlie sits up, "I think it's time to get up anyway, I need to get home and change for work." She starts to move off the bed when it hits her, "Oh shit, Ruby!" Charlie blurts out.

"Charlie, Georgie would have kept an eye on her, otherwise she would have woken you up last night."

"I shouldn't have forgotten."

"You fell asleep Charlie, it happens." Joey groans as she sits up.

Charlie rushes to her side, "Do you need a hand?" Joey nods.

"Oh god," Joey mutters when she finally gets to her feet.

"Maybe you should stay in bed."

"No, I'm sick of bed and I've got to get ready for our date tonight."

"It's 8 in the morning Joey, I think you have plenty of time."

"Not with the way I'm moving at the moment."

"Maybe we should hold off until you're feeling better."

"You're taking me out on a date Buckton."

Charlie grins at her forceful tone. "I'll take you out tonight, provided that you can prove to me that I won't have to carry you home afterwards."

"What if I want you to carry me?"

"Joey," she rests her hands on Joey's waist, "You are impossible this morning."

Joey leans forward. "Charlie, I'm like this every morning," brushing her lips over Charlie's. "If you run now, I can't catch you but if you stay, well, let's just say that your mornings may never be the same again."

"You are most definitely dangerous, Joey Collins."

"You're not running Charlie, what does that say about you?"

"That I need my head read." Charlie steps away from her and picks up Joey's clothes, "We need to get you dressed, then I need to check on my daughter."

With a few more distractions along the way, Joey is finally dressed and the two of them make their way to the kitchen twenty minutes later.

"So ladies, just what were you doing last night that ended with Joey being back at the hospital," Graves asks as soon as she sees them.

"How did you know that?" Charlie asks, her face flushing in renewed embarrassment.

Graves taps her nose, "I'm a Detective, Charlie."

"Bullshit," Joey blurts out, "Someone from the hospital called, didn't they."

Graves nods, "You left your jacket behind."

"Shit, I totally forgot about it."

"You can pick it up at the nurse's station." Sitting with her elbows on table and chin resting on her hands, Graves smirks at them, "You never answered my question."

"Gee Penelope," Joey ignores Graves scowl, "What do you think we were doing?"

Wearing a huge grin, Graves starts to tell them exactly what she thought they were doing when Ruby waltzes into the room.

"What?" Ruby looks around in confusion at the sudden silence, all eyes turned to her.

"Graves was just telling us..."

"About how I annihilated you at poker," she interrupts Joey.

"Penny, I'm 15 years old, it's really not cool to brag about annihilating me."

Graves shrugs.

"Ruby, you and I should be heading home, you need to get ready for school."

"Mum, can't we have brekkie first?"

"Georgie's offered to cook," Graves says.

Well aware of Watson's cooking, Ruby's suddenly more than happy to go home. "Joey, I'll pick you up at 7," Charlie reminds her.

"I'll be waiting." Feeling self-conscious of her daughter and Graves smirking at them, Charlie decides to ignore them, bending down and kissing Joey goodbye.

"I'll see you later. Bye Graves."

"Bye Charlie and Ruby, you still owe me a day of house cleaning."

"You don't have to remind me Penny," Ruby mutters as she follows her mother out.

Joey looks at Graves in enquiry. "She's 15 Joey, I could hardly take her money."

"So you bet slave labour?"

"There's not much point playing poker if there's no stakes to risk."

Joey sighs, "Graves, you've been around me and Georgie too long."

"Yeah well, it's too late now, you're stuck with me."

Joey nods at her. "Please tell me that Georgie's really not cooking, is she?"

Graves snorts, "As if. She ducked down to the diner for our brekkies."

"Thank god for that."

"She really does need to learn to cook."

"She has no patience for it."

"So, you have a big date tonight."

"Yes I do and if you know what's good for you, you'll lay off Charlie."

"It's just a bit of fun, but for you, I'll lay off."

Joey scowls at her, "At least look like you mean it."

"I promise I won't do anything to make her feel uncomfortable."

"Thanks Graves."

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