"Martins! Get outta here!"
"What about the information?"
"I don't care! We need to get out before-"
I sucked in a breath as Bruce finished stitching me up and helped me off the table. "Thanks, Brucie," I said, snuggling into his side.
My boyfriend kissed the top of my head. "Just be careful out there, Anna. I worry about you."
"So, do you wanna watch Doctor Who?"
I looked up at Bruce. "New Who or Classic Who?"
Bruce grinned. "Both."
I grinned back. "Yes let's."
Bruce scooped me up and carried me up to the living room and set me on the couch. I pulled up the first episode on HuluPlus while Bruce grabbed blankets and made some popcorn.
It was late, and we were around the middle of Peter Davison when Bruce and I fell asleep on each other. Someone must have come in and turned off the tv (probably Tony), because I don't think either Bruce or I could do that in our sleep, as the remote was on the end table by the couch.
When I woke up, it was bright outside and I was cuddled up next to Bruce, his my back against his chest. I turned to face him and saw that he was already awake. "Morning handsome."
I gave him a quick peck on the lips and then said, "So, do you want to continue watching?"
"Is the Tenth Doctor's catchphrase allons-y?"
I laughed and turned the tv on, then pressed play.
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