Title: Calling in Sick

Genre: Romance

Pairing: Connor/Abby

Rating: K

Warnings: Fluffiness

Time Frame: After season 3.8

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"Connor, get up," Abby said loudly from his door.

"I don't want to," he grumbled pulling the pillow over his head.

Abby was running out of ideas on how to get him up. She'd thrown lettuce over him then called Rex to go eat, but Rex didn't much like eating off of Connor's stomach then his normal bowl. She'd tried flipping his mattress, but he hit his head on the hardwood and complained for the rest of day. She'd tried dumping a class of water over his head but he just flipped his pillow over to its dry side and fell back asleep. She'd tired stealing his pillow and blankets, hitting him with the pillow, tickling him, and threatening to make him wash the dishes after dinner, but nothing ever worked.

Maybe she was trying the wrong approach. She had one final thing that she could try. If it didn't work she'd give up. She'd call Becker and his men to wake her flatmate up every morning if need be.

"Connor," she said walking over to the bed. "We really have to get going. Danny'll kill us if we aren't there and an anomaly. Especially since you've banned Sarah from touching your anomaly locker thing." She sat down on the edge of his bed and brushed back some of his hair. "So get up now okay. We have to leave in ten minutes."

Abby touch sent sparks through Connor. There was no way he was going back to sleep now. He sat up and stretched his arms above his head. "Okay, I'm up now," he sighed.

"Morning then," she smiled leaning forward and kissing him on the cheek before getting up to go back to her own room. He grabbed her arm pulling her back towards him. He placed a light kiss on her lips and smiled. "Morning."

"Have I found a way that will finally get you up?" she asked.

"Unfortunately," he sighed. "Hey Abby, I think that we should call in sick today."

"We can't," she told him, although the idea was more than appealing. "What if an anomaly opens?"

"Sarah'll call us."

"I don't know."

"We could watch on of those romantic comedies that you like so much," he begged. "And I'll make you tea whenever you want it. I need a break from the ARC, surely you do too, yeah?"

"Okay," she smiled. "Scoot over," she told him, lifting up the covers and lying down next to him.

Connor stiffened. Sure, they'd fallen asleep together plenty of times on the couch together- both before and after they were an item- but neither of them had ever been in the other's bed. It was just too…tempting.

"Sorry," Abby said feeling him tense. "We can go back down to the couch if you want."

"There's no bleeding way we're going back there now," he said snaking his arms around her waist and pulling her into him.

"Good," she smiled, nuzzling her head into his chest.

Finally, after a month of going out, Connor had started to open up more. He no longer asked to kiss her, instead surprised her with brilliant kisses when she was least expecting it. They be sitting on the couch watching the telly and he would suddenly lean over and kiss her, or they'd be walking in their favorite park and he'd lean over a kiss her quickly. She loved how spontaneous he was turning. He also was starting to take more control. He would lead the kisses, instead of just following him. It sent shivers down her spine every time he did.

"So how long do you think before Becker comes and breaks down our door, for not showing up?" Connor whispered some time later as he stroked Abby's hair, much to her delight.

"Probably not too much longer. We were supposed to be there an hour ago."

"Sid and Nancy will take care of them," he chuckled.

"I'm sure they will. Hey, Connor, were you serious about the romantic comedy and tea."

"Of course."

"I'd like some tea and a movie. But I don't want to get up and go all the way down there," she mumbled, cuddling even closer to her.

"Then don't," he said sitting up and scooping her up in his arms.

"Connor what are you doing?"

"Carrying you down to the couch. Once you're there, I'll go up to your room, grab your favorite pillow and the fuzzy blanket from the hall closest, then put the movie on, before going to make us each a cup of tea," he smiled sliding off the bed and carrying her down the stairs.

"Thanks," she said wrapping her arms around his neck.

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A few hours later, after their third cup of tea and second movie, Abby's phone went off. She sighed, it was most likely one of the ARC members, wondering where her and Connor were or alerting them of an anomaly. She moved to answer it, but Connor pulled her back.

"If there was an anomaly our detectors would have gone off. They're just going to yell at us for not coming in," he told her.

"Guess we'll hear it tomorrow anyway," she smiled before crawling back in his lap, to both of their pleasures.

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Eh, okay don't like the ending so much…I didn't exactly know how to end it. Tell me what you think though.

Love,

Spike.