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Curled up on the couch, Alanna leafs through her last book on Atlantis. Over the last few hours, she's become something of an expert on the subject. That doesn't mean, however, that she doesn't look up every now and then and wonder when Adam will return. They have much to discuss.

She glances at the door and sighs, reaching for the apple and cinnamon tea near at hand. It's possible she spends more time smelling it than drinking.

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It's late, but not too late, when Adam opens the door, blinking around the room. He's silent as he enters, silent as he sits down next to Alanna, and silent as he leans over and places a kiss on her neck.

Smiling, Alanna carefully closes the book and sets it on the arm of the couch. Against all odds, it doesn't fall to the ground. She turns into him, practically crawling on his lap, and hugs him. He might hear a contented sigh near his ear.

Questions can wait a minute or two.

He leans forward, his forehead touching hers, and kisses her nose as he wraps his arms around her.

"I'm home."

"I'm glad," she whispers, brushing her nose against his. "Missed you. Everything alright?"

"Yeah."

He pauses, seeming to think about that, and grins as he kisses her once more.

"Yeah."

It's more calm, more confident the second time.

"You've got one less thing to worry about."

"Did you talk to Mike?"

Puzzled, yes, but she can't help smiling in return.

"...no. Should I?"

He blinks, and eyes her suspiciously.

"I meant Blodwen."

Eyes widening, she promptly forgets the first question, all of her fingers twisting in his shirt as she pulls him closer.

"Blodwen? What did she do? What did YOU do?"

She chews on her lip nervously.

"I didn't do much of anything."

It's said defensively at first, but he looks her in the eye, and repeats it.

"Raven and some others, I'm not sure exactly what happened."

Her fingers relax somewhat and she exhales, leaning forward to press an anxious kiss on his forehead.

"Sorry. Hearing that you and Blodwen were even in the same vicinity gives me automatic heart palpitations." Another kiss. "But something happened? And I don't have to worry about her anymore?"

He nods again, and reaches up to squeeze her hand tight.

"She's- normal. I think. I'm pretty sure, I mean."

Eyebrows raised, she searches his eyes.

"There's nothing normal about her."

"I know. But she's not-

she's not powerful, anymore."

Alanna blinks.

"Well, that's an option that hadn't occurred to me."

There's questions of how and who and when, but she suspects the answers might be even more confusing than the questions. Instead of asking them, she gives him a bright smile.

"You're right. That's excellent news."

Grinning, she half pounces, half hugs him.

He laughs, and squeezes her tight, revelling in the weight, heat, feel of Alanna.

"What was that about Mike again?"

"Hmmm?"

(Blodwen's powerless, Blodwen's powerless, Blodwen's powerless)

"Oh! Mike. Goddess, poor Mike. But I think I actually quit!"

.

. . . .

. . . . . . . .

"Really?"

"...Possibly. In a way."

She starts to blush.

"I definitely made my intentions known."

He laughs a lot, and only rolls his eyes a little, and kisses her.

"I'm proud of you."

Feeling silly, Alanna rubs her nose and gives him a lopsided smile.

"It requires explanation. When I got up to feed the animals this morning, I found Mike attempting to blend into the mural. I've never seen him look like that." She swallows, obviously concerned. "Apparently Bar somehow switched from Bernard to Mike."

"Right. Mike was hiding in the mural. That explains-

wait, what?"

Eyes wide, Alanna nods.

"Aye, that was much my reaction. I can't pretend to understand. We have no idea if it's temporary or permanent, but it seems as if Mike is currently head barman."

He nods, and leans his head into Alanna's shoulder.

"I guess we'll just-

wow."

She keeps talking, absently running her fingers through his hair much as she had done to Mike earlier.

"He said he thought he's my boss now, and in the same breath, asked for my help. Of course I promised to help him, but I had to be honest with him as well. I had to tell him. All those times I tried to imagine how I could possibly tell Bernard, and it just tumbled out. I suppose because I made my promises to Bernard, not Mike. But I told him I can't be head of security much longer. I told him we might have a baby."

Saying it aloud sends a delightful shiver down her spine.

"I-"

He grins, and kisses her.

"Saying it seems so..."

Another kiss, then.