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Prompt #43: Cuddle - Long days at the precinct sometimes demanded time on the couch.
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"Rick, I'm home!"
"Hey Kate. How was work?"
"Oh, you know, bad people leaving a trail of dead bodies."
"Same old?"
"Same old. How's Jo?"
"Sound asleep. Her fever went down around two."
"That's good."
"Did your lead in the Cleo Fuller case pan out?"
"Boyfriend's alibi is rock-solid. Hey, scoot over."
"Huh?"
"You're taking up all the couch."
"I've been sleeping."
"Well you're not now, and I'm tired from a long day at work. Get me a drink."
"Yes, ma'am."
"..."
"...Red wine?"
"Please and thank you." *sigh* "Oh God, this feels good."
"Couch to your liking? Pre-warmed and already broken in for your napping pleasure."
"You gonna join me?"
"All right. Scoot over."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"Comfy?"
"Very."
"..."
"This wine is amazing."
"Glad you like it."
"When did Jo last take her medicine?"
"About two hours ago."
"So we have two hours."
"Yup."
"...Stop waggling your eyebrows at me. I'm too tired for that."
"Awww, Kaaaaate..."
"Don't "Awww Kate" me, I've been working all day."
"So have I."
"Writing is brain work, not body work. I've been doing both."
"I could help relax that last part...ow! That hurt!"
"Stop squirming, I didn't hit you that hard."
Around four, little Johanna tup-tupped her way downstairs to get a glass of water, clutching her toy bunny with one arm. Her headache and fever were gone, but she hadn't heard from Daddy in hours.
When she got to the landing, Johanna's flushed face broke into a wide smile. There on the couch were Mommy and Daddy, fast asleep and snuggled in each other's arms. Neither seemed like they were going to wake up very soon, and that was perfectly fine for the little girl.
Since she was a big girl now (five was an important age, Daddy said) Johanna went into the kitchen, filled a plastic cup with water, and got herself a Pop-Tart. With her hands full she made her way back upstairs to let her parents have their quiet time.
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