Date: 2009-07-27 03:53 pm (UTC)
Lights, off.

*He curls himself against the warmth Bones has brought to the bed, thankfully bigger then most standard beds because well, he's the Captain.*

*He smiles when Bones' hand finds his and he holds tight, not wanting to let go. Here, he can let himself drift off to sleep and worry about the hell they're going through in the morning because the one person he trusts more then anyone is here, protected by him, protecting him.*

*Just for a moment, as they both drift off into sleep, all is right with the world.*
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