A/N: Okay so I'm not sure when I'll be able to update tomorrow as I'm pretty busy. Thank you for all the reviews so far, keep them coming and thanks for all the suggestions so far. Special thanks and shout outs go to theNCISlovinggingerguineapig , fire90 and mafePOP.
For anyone who is interested I went to get my A Level results today and I did really well! Way better than expected and will be going to my first choice for University so I'm riding a bit of a high at the moment. Any mistakes you see are mine and I blame them on being too nervous when I started and too giddy toward the end.
Disclaimer in chapter one.
Kate,
So here I am, sitting at a perfectly good sofa, almost exactly like the one back at the loft and I can't help thinking that it would be even better if you were here with me. I miss our evenings back at the loft, just snuggling up together on the sofa watching TV without actually seeing the images before us. I would lay there, holding you as close as possible, your back pressed against my chest vibrating as you spoke and feeling your heart beat every so often. It felt perfect to me.
That night before I left, you made me finish packing and brought me through to the lounge. You had set up the TV with one of my old boxset DVDs a old old blanket thrown over the back of the sofa. I was running my fingers over your ribs, feeling each breath and you were seriously trying to work out the logic behind space cowboys. Right there, right then I thought my life was pretty much perfect. I would give anything to be able to hold you right now.
Thank God there are only a few days of this damned tour left. Next time you come with me. If you want that is.
You fell asleep halfway through he fourth episode or so and I stayed here, holding you, pulling the blanket over us and just watching you. I won't say you look peaceful and childlike when you sleep because that would be a lie and you don't. You still have that adorable little frown line, it's like a permanent feature for you, but you don't seem angry or haunted as usual, it's like you let some of that weight off. I want to make you feel like that all the time, if you'd let me.
You remind me a little of a cat. In a good way, of course. You're strong and independent, graceful and when you're sleepy, not quite dreaming but only just awake, when your in that hypnagogic state you stretch out like a cat. Unfortunately when I hold you like that you seem to press again everything in just the right way and I have a half a mind to wake you up.
You arch your back and thrown your arms up and your shirt rides up showing me half your stomach and then you scrunch up your nose and close your eyes and... You have no idea how adorable you look when you do that, do you?
It doesn't matter, I do.
I love you.
'S' is for the way you stretch, just because I think it's cute.
Rick.