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"Bernard, it'll be fine. I Apparated Crowley home from Iraq that one time, didn't I?"

Nymphadora raises an eyebrow at her husband, expectant.

Down at the alley's opening, the traffic of Charing Cross Road whizzes merrily by, and the sidewalks are filled with people out soaking up the bright afternoon sunshine.

Date: 2006-04-30 03:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com
"Completely. And you're gonna have an earfuck of a hangover tomorrow, Mrs. Wrangle." He squeezes her hip.

Date: 2006-04-30 04:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com
Bernard sort of falls to the side and pulls the covers down, nudging her to move when she lies there like a particularly attractive rock formation. "Should prolly drink water, huh."

Date: 2006-04-30 04:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com
He eyes her and then the water glass. "I suppose you mean drink up, and this isn't vodka."

Date: 2006-04-30 04:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com
He takes a healthy swig and sighs, patting her head. "Never mind. Drink your water."

Date: 2006-04-30 04:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com
Bernard stretches and slides down further under the covers, yawning. "...Meaning that you're weirder than I am, in the end, but you need me to make you seem more normal."

Date: 2006-04-30 04:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com
Bernard smiles and puts his water on the bedside table, slipping an arm around her shoulders.

"...I gotta get you to drink tequila more often."

Date: 2006-04-30 04:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com
He threads his fingers through her hair. "Not always, though. They do stop breastfeeding eventually."

Date: 2006-04-30 04:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com
"Me neither," Bernard murmurs, turning to shut off the bedside lamp, then curling around her again. "Like to see who we can come up with next."

Date: 2006-04-30 04:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com
Bernard smiles, too, and kisses the crown of her head. "That would be nice."

Then he blinks, and pokes her hip gently. "Hey. Don't be getting any clever ideas just yet, though. Like to see Anthony mobile and maybe talking and doing for himself a bit beforehand."

Date: 2006-04-30 05:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com
"Well. I love your body no matter what. I do like being able to fuck you face to face again." He strokes her hip for emphasis. "But I also like the new curves. You were so thin for a while. It scared me a little."

Date: 2006-04-30 05:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com
His voice is soft, reassuring. "I know you do, sweetheart."

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