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If This Isn't My Bed, Then Whose Shirt Is This?

Posted May 12, 2021, 3:13 p.m. by Lieutenant Alexis Bonner (Scientist, Medical Researcher) (Jennifer Ward)

Posted by Lieutenant Dr. Solomon Kane (Medical Research & Development) in If This Isn’t My Bed, Then Whose Shirt Is This?

Posted by Lieutenant Alexis Bonner (Scientist, Medical Researcher) in If This Isn’t My Bed, Then Whose Shirt Is This?

Posted by Lieutenant Dr. Solomon Kane (Medical Research & Development) in If This Isn’t My Bed, Then Whose Shirt Is This?
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Alexis rolled over to a very wet nose, “uh…Frigga....” she sighed pushing the dog away. “Why are you on the bed?” Actually it wasn’t all that strange, ever once in awhile Frigga would jump on the bed at night but usually she slept on her own bed. Alexis sat up and blinked. This wasn’t her room, the orientation was wrong. She glanced down at herself, and that was not her shirt. It was Solomon’s. Kane’s…? No…she had a headache…or the remnants of one. He’d given her a strong anti-inflammatory last night. It eased the bumped and bruised parts from where she fell and the cuts and the headache from the massive panic attack. She pulled her knees up and hung her head down, arms draped around her knees. After a few moments Frigga head butt her in the side. “It’s okay girl. Let me find clothes and we’ll go for a walk.” Actually all she wanted to do was go back to sleep. But she had to get to work, it was her day off, but she needed to work. Or do something. She needed to get past the phobic attack, not think about it and focus on something else.
Bonner

The door in the other room slid open and closed. After a moment, Kane moved into the doorway. He looked at Alexis and said “How are ya feeling?”

Kane

Alexis looked up at him and smiled. “I feel better than I did last night.” She moved over, making room, if he wanted to sit. She had very clear memories of the night before, and now of course knew her behavior had nothing to do with the medication. The medication had only increased the the drowsiness. Her mother always said she acted ‘strange even for her’ after getting trapped in the dark. “Thank you for letting me stay here.” She glanced at his arm and then his shoulder and back to his face. “So will you tell me this morning?”
Bonner

Kane looked at Frigga and said “You need to go out? C’mon.” and he led her to the door and said =/\= Galen, take Frigga to the garden and then bring her back here. =/\= The door opened and the whistles of Galen’s voice had Frigga bolting down the hall and out of sight. He walked back into the bedroom and instead of sitting, laid down next to Alexis and put an arm around her, pulling her to him.

“Tell you what, sweets?” he asked as if he didn’t know the answer.

Kane

Alexis gathered her long hair behind her, twisted it around once and pulled it out of the way, before it got caught underneath her. It might also be nervous fidgeting, but then she had her head on his shoulder and was quiet for a moment. Then she began to trace the tattoo on his forearm. “Tell me what this tattoo means, that wraps and moves with your Brachioradialis. And this one,” she began to trace the one on his shoulder. “You said you’d tell me when I’d remember it.”
Bonner

“So you weren’t as out of it as you seemed to be. Okay… but then after, I want to do something that doesn’t require much talking.” and he put his hand on hers and moved it along the tattoo on his arm. “That is a coverup of another scar. The wings of the bird, an eagle to be precise, follow the scar and keep it hidden. This one… ” and he moved her hand to his shoulder, her palm on his skin “… I got when I joined the Fire Department.”

Kane

“My mom says I act really strange after being stuck in the dark.” And she had been very out of it, but the things her mind latched onto and deemed important was unpredictable. But then everything about him seemed important. She could feel the now subtle lines of the scar as he moved her hand across the ink and then her palm smoothed across the one on his shoulder as she studied it, separate from the ones around it. She left her palm there against his skin and raised her eyes to look at him. After a moment she seemed to come to some decision, she leaned in and kissed him, softly, but quickly before she pulled back.
Bonner

Kane smiled and said “What was that for?” and then held her hand in his close to his chest.

Kane

She blushed and then barely smiled, “You said wanted me to do something that didn’t require much talking,” then softer, “I like doing that.”
Bonner

Kane looked at her with an immediate intensity. “So do I.” he said before he wrapped his free arm around her and pulled her to him. He pressed his lips to hers and laid them both back down, his hand holding hers and intertwining their fingers.

Kane

Alexis curled her fingers around his and sighed into his kiss. Her free arm wrapped around the back of his neck as she relaxed in his arms. Her mind could have analyzed, taken mental notes, run at warp over hundreds of topics, but it simply didn’t. Everything else went quiet and still, and Alexis was only in that moment.
Bonner


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