42 Blueberry Hill, Monday Late Morning, Phoebe's Room

[sleepswthdemons]

Phoebe opened her eyes Monday morning and made a frowny face.

"No classes today," she mumbled, pulling the covers over her head and snuggling closer to the warm body in her bed. "Make the light go away," she said, poking lightly at the nearest body part.




[[OOC: For the occupant who hasn't let her out of his sight...]]

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Sam grunted and wrapped his arm more closely around Phoebe. "Hey, just 'cause the stitches are out now doesn't mean you can just go poking at that, babe. Poke a little lower and you might tempt me to do something t'occupy the time since you don't have . . ."

He opened his eyes and looked at her. "Classes? What?"

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"No classes this week. Fall break." Phoebe opened her eyes and grinned at him.

"Morning Anders."

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Oh, right. She was supposed to start teaching soon, wasn't she?

"Morning, babe," Sam said, a little surprised at her cheerfulness this morning but not arguing with it. It made her look younger, somehow . . . a lot younger. Weird, he thought, but leaned over to kiss her.

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Phoebe kissed him, running her uncasted had through his hair.

"Okay, next time I come up with a new cheer routine that includes me jumping off of fomething, I'm making sure one of you are there to catch me. A broken wrist sucks alot."

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"Cheer routine?" Sam pulled back and took a good look at her. There was no way she could have looked that much younger just from being in a better mood. No frakking way.

"Babe? How old are you again?"

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She laughed. "Goof ball. I'm eightteen. You know that!" She tilted her ehad. "You and Cole were drinking last night, weren't you?"

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Oh, hell. Was he going to have to explain to her what had happened to Cole? Anders wasn't sure he could lie to her, but he hated to take that cheerful demeanor that he'd missed so much away from her.

"Yeah," he said, and hated having to do it. "Might've overdone it a little."

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"Enough that your forgot my age, obviously," she teased him. "I thought that you were never going to drink Ambrosia again?" Because, obviously, that was the only alcohol that could make him forget anything about her. She tried to climb over him. "If we're awake we should up Cole, too." She gave hoim a wicked look. "I know how to help hangovers."

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Sam swallowed, and as much as that wicked look did things to him, he was completely unsure what to say. "Phoebe, um . . . he's not here right now."

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"He got up already? That's weird. Where did he go?"

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"He's . . ." Sam thought fast. "He's off helping Aziraphale with something. Left really early this morning."

He sincerely hoped the angel wouldn't mind being used for an alibi of sorts.

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"Hmmmm.... well, it must have been important for him to leave so early and not wake me up." She gave him that look again. "So... what shall we do to pass the time while we wait for him?"

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Sam couldn't help shivering a bit. "You look like you've got an idea or two . . ."

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Phoebe nodded, giving him that same look. "One or two..."

She leaned into him and kissed him.

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Now was so not the time for this, but he'd missed seeing that look on her face -- even in all the time they'd been back together here, she hadn't looked at him quite like that.

"Phoebe," he murmured softly, pulling her closer.

The hell with now not being the time. Damn, but he was such a typical guy sometimes.

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Phoebe made a happy noise as he pulled her closer. She nipped at his lower lip. "Our Anders," she said softly before deepening the kiss and relaxing against him.

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"Your Anders," Sam echoed, smiling against her lips and pulling her closer, his good hand sliding up to play with her hair. "Always your Anders."

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"Always? Promise?"

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"Always," Sam told her as he pulled her on top of him -- a bit surprised that it didn't hurt as much as he'd thought it would. "Always have been, always will be."

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She smiled down into his eyes. "Love you."

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"Love you too, baby," Sam answered, nuzzling at her throat.