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oom: room 25, for katherine
Doc leads the way into his room, holding the door for Katherine as she steps inside. He's still just buzzed enough from the liquor (though the food's helped him a lot) to be relaxed, but he knows that Katherine knows that he just wants to talk and hang out.
"You mind if I change, real quick, get outta this shirt?"
He inclines his head to the bathroom while he says it. Obviously she can go find a spot to claim on the couch and doesn't have to leave the room.
There are some new books on the desk, and a photo propped up against one, of Doc standing over an incubator, looking at a tiny baby that happens to be holding onto his finger. Guppy gave him a copy. There are also several brightly colored squares of paper in a pile.
"You mind if I change, real quick, get outta this shirt?"
He inclines his head to the bathroom while he says it. Obviously she can go find a spot to claim on the couch and doesn't have to leave the room.
There are some new books on the desk, and a photo propped up against one, of Doc standing over an incubator, looking at a tiny baby that happens to be holding onto his finger. Guppy gave him a copy. There are also several brightly colored squares of paper in a pile.

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Underneath the sheets and blankets, hidden from the sun (which he still thinks is a bit evil) he's warm and safe, in her arms.
Just like she's safe in his.
"Won't sleep too long. Jus'a while longer."
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She could stay here all day.
And she would, if he asked her to.
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Doc nods, sleepily, and then snuggles a bit closer.
"Love you, darlin'."
It's not long before his breathing evens out and his hand against her waist slows and then relaxes as he drifts back off into sleep.
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She won't sleep for some time, yet. She just lays there, awake, watching him sleep.
"Love you, too."