Disclaimer: I own nothing of Sigma 6, which is owned by Hasbro. Only the plot is mine.

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Destro strode into the small room confidently, though inside he was nervous.

Standing in the middle of the hot, dimly lit room, he called out, "Anna? Are you awake?"

There was a soft rustling, then a whispered response, "James?"

Heaving an internal sigh of relief, he approached the large, circular bed set against the far wall, "How are you feeling today, my dear?"

There was further rustling and a soft sigh before Destro could make out a slim hand reaching for his face, "Much better, thankfully."

He closed the gap between them, sitting on the edge of the bed as he gently grasped her outstretched hand, "That is very good to hear. What would you like to eat?"

A low yawn came to his ears, "Not right now, but maybe in a few minutes."

There was another rustle and Destro felt her weight push against him as she snuggled against his side. The Baroness rested her head against his shoulder, some of her serpentine tail lazily shifting to lay across his legs as she murmured to him, "For now, this will do."

Destro let her relax against him, also enjoying this brief quiet moment they had. As a Nagini, the Baroness was affected by the seasons and as such was currently going through something like a hibernation due to the cold weather. Thankfully, as winter was ending, she'd be back to her normal self in a few weeks.

But work called and he unfortunately couldn't spare more than a few minutes right now. Taking her hand that he still held, Destro gave her the small box he'd brought in with him. He explained, "I'm sorry, but there are many projects that demand my attention right now. However, I wanted to at least wish a happy birthday to you, my dear Anna."

She moved away from him to turn on the bedside lamp, illuminating their section of the bed, "James, you remembered! Thank you."

"But of course, Anastasia. How could I forget?" he told her as he watched her open the little present. She smiled at the revealed gift and looked up to grant him that same smile, her yellow eyes softening with warmth, "James, it's beautiful."

She extracted the platinum and emerald bracelet from the box and slid it onto her right wrist, angling it in the light to admire it. Looking up at Destro again, she moved over to hug him, "Thank you James, I love it. Can I expect you to accompany me at dinner tonight as well?"

He returned the hug, "Of course, my love."

He'd have to do some schedule shuffling to make time for it, but it would be worth it.