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*After speaking with Raven and Jack, Alanna feels an almost overwhelming need to find Adam. Whether to cheer him up, assure herself that he's okay or just sit and talk, she's not sure. Pushing open the door to their quarters, she takes off her hat and tosses it on the table.*

Adam...? I'm back.

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*Adam's in bed. He'd be sleeping, except for the obvious lack of Alanna. And so he turns over to watch her, shadowed against the light of the living room. And honest and relieved smile crosses his face and he props himself up against some pillows.*

I missed you.

*Taking a deep breath, Alanna feels herself relax at the sound of his voice. She smiles, reaching up to let her hair down as she kicks off her boots.*

I missed you. *She leans over to kiss his forehead and goes back to changing.* What are cataracts?

*It's like he can breathe again, now that she's there, and he smiles up at her.*

Something with your eyes. Not quite sure entirely. Why?

A doctor from America diagnosed me with them. He thinks I'm going blind.

*Seemingly undisturbed by this, she kicks off her pants and unlaces her shirt, digging through the closet for something to sleep in. As usual, one of his shirts wins.*

Poor man. I gave him quite a shock.

*He can't help but smirk, seeing this, and he sighs happily.*

Most people aren't used to seeing purple eyes, you know.

*Suitably attired, Alanna grins at him from her spot by the closet, rubbing at her nose with a too-long sleeve.*

Aye, I do. I don't think he believed me when I said I'd had them from birth.

*She tilts her head, giving him an assessing look. Or is it mischievous? Perhaps both. At any rate, she giggles, runs and launches herself on the bed (and him) with a flying leap.*

*Adam laughs with her, leaning up for a kiss.*

You're awfully energetic tonight.

Mmmm, I'm just happy to see you. Did you have a decent day?

*She kisses him again, settling down.*

Mmm.

*He nods. and then winks.*

As much as I can when you're stuck doing work. Talked to Jon, actually.

Did you, really? He's making a habit of coming here and not talking to me, isn't he?

Payback, I suspect.

*Biting her lip, she searches his eyes.* Everything all right?

*Adam laughs and raises an eyebrow at her.*

Or perhaps if you weren't working so much...

*He shakes it off, all smiles again.*

I fear I may have committed myself to some attrocious job. He promised her would most likely not use me as the Royal Punching Bag, though.

*She sighs, but knows better than to try and argue the point. He's right, after all. Still, she feels guilty, knowing she's not working as hard for Jon.*

No, I think Gary is firmly ensconced in that spot, and he loves it.

*More than a little surprised, she blinks at him.*

Atrocious job?

*He brings a hand up to her cheek, as if to sooth her unvoiced concerns.*

He told me, if I wanted, there was work for me. Other than that, it was a bit vague. Though he did make me promise to convince you to start brewing cider with the apples at Olau first.

*Propping her chin on his chest, she smiles, eyes bright. She wonders if Adam realizes what Jon's offer truly means.

He has a home there now whether he likes it or not.*

We already do, just not the cider you know and love. *She drops her voice to a husky whisper.* I like yours better.

Mithros.

Adam, would you want that? Don't feel as if you have to say yes.

*He looks her in the eyes, and if it looks like he's confused, it's just a front, because he knows well and fully what he's saying, what Jon was saying, what Alanna's saying now. And his lips curl into a small smirk as he speaks, and he squeezes her hand.*

I'm pretty sure I already agreed to it.

*Alanna tries not to smile too brightly. Lacing her fingers through his is as natural as breathing, and her eyes glaze over a bit as she feels a rush of excitement. There are so many possibilities now. It feels like they can do anything.*

Well, then. Looks like you are well and truly stuck. He is King, after all. It wouldn't do to anger him.

That's my job.

*He laughs, and kisses her, and kisses her once more for good measure.*

How was your day?

*Alanna lifts one shoulder in a shrug. She drops her gaze to his chest, watching her fingers trace patterns.*

It was okay. I talked to Raven. And, um.

Jack.

*Adam raises an eyebrow, and manages to keep from snarking.*

Jack's back, is he?

*She nods, continuing the motion even as she leans in to kiss him, soft and slow.*

Aye.

I apologized for what happened last time. *She smiles, running her hand down his arm to his wrist.* He told me that blood oaths are serious matters.

As if this were something we didn't know already?

*He settles in against her. Where he'd expect such conversation to provoke fear or, at the very least, nerves, it instead fills him with a sense of warmth and belonging.*

*She laughs and nuzzles his neck, smiling.*

That is essentially how I replied. I'm just glad that it seems we can still be friends. In truth, I think he'd mostly forgotten about it all.

*Wrinkling her nose, Alanna wonders why that doesn't prick her pride as it should. Of course, the man she's currently wrapped around is answer enough.*

I've been sitting on some good news since last night, however.

Good news? You mean there's some of that left in the world?

There is.

*Lifting her head, Alanna moves up a bit and brushes his lips with hers, hovering there as she speaks.*

Myles came in last night. We spoke, and although he regretted not being there, I think he understands. And he seems honestly pleased that we want to get more involved at Olau, especially if it means he will see more of us than he might otherwise.

*Adam leans over the kisses her, kisses her like the world is ending.*

That's-

wow.

So we should definitely look into that cider.

*There's a wealth of love, happiness and peace in her eyes as she looks into his for a moment. Liking what she sees, she laughs softly and winds her arms around him again, holding him close as she kisses him back.*

You know what I love? That no matter what else happens, we always have somewhere to go.

You know what I love?

*He kisses her again, before she has a chance to answer.*

You.

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