In Command (#1 Post-Order 66 Series)

In Command - Part 6

He hesitated, and she noticed. "Nevermind."

"No, no I can stay."

Quietly he walked around to the other side of the bed and sat on top of the covers next to her.

"Don't be ridiculous. Get under the blankets. We're all adults here."

"Are we? Because this is starting to feel like a sleepover."

She rolled her eyes and turned away from him as he slipped under the sheets. Silence hung between the two of them, and he started to wonder if she'd managed to fall back asleep until she whispered again.

"Rex, can...can you hold me please?"

He was thankful that the lights were out as he felt like his cheeks were on fire. "Uh...sure. If you're comfortable with that."

She reached behind her to grab his left arm, pulling it across her. He scooted closer until his body was against hers, sliding his right arm under her neck and pulling her into him. He felt the tension slip from her shoulders as she rested her hands against his arms, and slowly, he felt himself relax as well. He felt her breathing begin to deepen and soon she was gently snoring, her hair slightly tickling his nose as he too drifted off.

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"Rex, are you sure you understand how to work this thing?"

"Yes, you've walked me through it at least three times, Senna. It's going to be fine. You've got to stop worrying."

She glared up at him. "That's rich coming from you."

He sighed. "Fine, You'll get me the disk, I slip it into the copier on this side. The blank disk will be in the other slot. From there, I'll hit the designated pre-programed copy sequence you coded by hitting this button, and wait until the red light stops flashing, which indicates that the copy is complete. From there, I carefully eject both disks to ensure that I don't corrupt either, and you'll swipe the original and slip it back on Fisk before he knows it's gone."

She chewed her lip. "Ok, I think you've got it."

"I would hope so. You made it almost insultingly simple."

"I don't like that you're doing it and not me."

"Well, it might be apparent if you've got a blinking hodge-podged disk copier under the table."

"You know, that's not my best work, but I would hardly call it hodge-podged," she muttered.

He grabbed her shoulder as she shoved past him, turning her to look at him. "Listen, you've done great getting this pulled together. Now let me do my job. You just do yours and charm Fisk."

She groaned. "I'm getting less and less excited about that prospect."

"At least it's a prospect."

She punched him in the arm. "Ok, you'd better get going."

"Alright, alright," he muttered donning his hooded poncho and face mask.

"And Rex?" He turned to look at her, halfway to the door. "Thank you for last night. It was the best sleep I've gotten in a year."

He nodded. "Anytime. I mean..."

"I know what you mean," she said, giving him a small smile. He returned the smile, turning and exiting out the front door into the twilight.