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Len woke up tired the next morning. The few hours of sleep he had gotten, wasn't nearly enough…

He sat up and blinked the room clear. He smiled when he saw a snoring Mick laying on a too short couch, with his legs hanging over the armrest.

He struggled to the edge of his bed. His knee had stiffened during the night, and he didn't really know what to think of it. A part of him still felt like his knee equaled the end of the world, but he knew that that was all bogus.

He got up and limped over to Mick with a stiff leg.

He stopped a few feet away and picked up a tennis ball. He weighed it in his hand, and threw it at Mick.

Mick grunted and stirred awake.

"Hey, it's almost 11:30…" Len informed as he stretched. "We should probably go eat lunch with the rest of the crew…"

"What?" Mick asked as he sat up and rubbed his left shoulder. "Is it already that late?"

Len nodded, "Better get to the kitchen before people get worried!"

"Yeah…" Mick agreed, "But I would advise you to find some clothes to put on first…"

"Already thought about that…" Len answered as he limped towards his closet.

"I think you've been overdoing it lately…"

Len hummed a questioning sound.

"Your leg… I think you've been working out too much, and too hard…" Mick continued, "Your limp has gotten worse…"

Len shrugged, okay maybe he was hurrying too much? Maybe he should take it down a notch?

"It's just because I just got up… It hasn't warmed up yet…"

They both knew it was a lie, but Mick wasn't interested in confronting Leonard right now.

"Just make sure you're getting enough rest… It'll heal quicker…"

"Okay, Doctor…" Len turned and cast a quick smirk in Mick's direction.

Mick flashed a grinned.

"See you at the table, I have to put on some real clothes…" he said as he pulled himself to his feet, "Can't show up looking like a hobo, now can I?"

"I don't think it would impress the ladies…"

"Ain't no free ladies left on this ship… Remember?"

"Right… At least you won't scare the taken ladies away if you go change…"

Mick shook his head as he chuckled lightly.

"See you soon…"

LOTLOTLOT

Walking was hard today, but he tried to hide his limp as he rounded the corner to the kitchen. Most of the team were already seated, Ray was still missing from the table and Rip was standing by the counter, waiting impatiently for the coffee to be brewed.

"Slept in?" Sara asked as he made his way over to the table. He could feel his limp being notable, but not as bad as it could have been.

He nodded, "Needed a few extra Z's…"

Her eyes flicked to his gait, she studied how he walked for a couple of steps, before she spoke up again.

"That looks painful, is your knee acting up?"

He shrugged, "Think there is a cold wind blowing over the Alps or something… Nothing to worry about…"

A smile tugged Sara's lips in the way that made Len's heart miss a beat.

"What my bonehead friend means to say, is that he haven't been resting enough lately…" Mick filled in.

"I don't feel like I do anything but rest!" Len almost growled as he pulled a chair out from the table and sat down.

Sara looked at him, and he felt just like when he was 6 years old and his teacher had caught him stealing his classmate's lunch.

"Well, then you should rest more…"

"I rest all the time… It's boring!"

"What do you say we make tonight a movie night?" she offered. "It'll keep you off your leg, and it won't be boring…"

"Can we join too?" Kendra asked beside Sara, "We could make it a double date?"

"Or we could bring the whole damn team… It's ages since we all just hung out together…" Leonard offered, and suddenly all eyes were on him.

"Do you mean it?"

"Course I do…" Len said as he leaned at the table, "Last few months has shown me that we don't really hang out too much… Except for the missions, and I've been benched for a good while now…"

Jax nodded at the far end of the table.

"We can go see a movie, find a place to eat and grab a few drinks afterwards…" Len offered, "It'll be fun!"

"You know, going to a movie theater will involve a lot of walking… As will the rest of your plan…" Mick informed him with raised eyebrows.

"Look, I have to get off this ship for a few hours… I'm basically starting to get cabin fever in here…"

"It'll be too much walking…" Sara agreed.

"Could work if you used your crutches for the evening…" Mick added.

"I'm not using those damn crutches! I'm tired of them, and I can walk!"

"Or the wheelchair…" Rip decided to join the discussion, "The wheelchair would also be an option…"

"I'm not using the crutches or the wheelchair… I can walk! It's no problem!"

LOTLOTLOT

A FEW HOURS LATER:

"See, wasn't this a lot easier?" Sara smirked.

"Shut it!" Len bit back as he hopped beside the team on his crutches.

Haha, I couldn't resist throwing Len back on his crutches again! If only for one short evening...