~*Spread Wings*~

[Lana]

I smirk, looking at him curiously. I am getting the hint right, ain't I? I can't be wrong at interpreting hints like this one, though I decide to tease him a little bit: "Well, actually, being a cook aboard this ship, I can cook breakfast for you, but bringing it every morning to your quarters..." - I make a thoughtful grimace, - "would require some *special* payment, I think, eh?" - I wink at him and laugh.

It looks like paradise, - I think peacefully, unable to believe that everything is true and real, that it's not a dream that will end in a few moments and I will wake up in my made-up life of pretence. It's too good to be believable, and that's exactly why I am so happy: because I know it's true. Not a dream.

Though, this hint?.. So now I can live in the Captain's Quarters again, like it was years ago? So does it mean that we're finally *together* again, that it wasn't a one-night-something?..

Live in 'today' and in 'now', - I tell myself strictly. - We'll see what he meant.

[Jacky]

"Well I don't know," I say, sounding a tad intelligable because I'm speaking with my mouth full, "Tha' special treatment of yours sounds like I'll be wh0ring myself for breakfast." I swallow the bite, look up thoughtfully in considering, then shrug my shoulders and give her a goldtooth grin "Yup, I'm good with it."

[Lana]

I burst into laughing: "Okay, Captain-wh0re, doesn't it sound just great?" - I tease him, while he's munching on the breakfast I cooked and, actually, it makes me smile, 'cause... well, 'cause everything seems to be at peace again, like it was so many years ago. Sure, there still are bothering and annoying thoughts in the back of my mind, but I keep pushing them farther into the dark corners, so that they wouldn't resurface and spoil my otherwise perfectly happy mood.

"By the way, Ana promised me that Gibbs would ruin our perfect morning soon if we don't get to work", - I smirk.

[Jacky]

I finished half of the meal by now, hungry as I was. "Didn't doubt it." I confess, as I swallowed down another bite. "We're nearing Calais, after all." I point at the plate "Aren't you eatin'?" I ask then, cos even I and my appetite couldn't possibly finish this by my onesies.

It's funny really. How easily we went from awkward stealing glances at one another to sharin' breakfast in me bed. I can't disguise a minor grin 'bout it.

[Lana]

I smirk, when he points at the plate and asks me whether I am eating: "No, thanks, I am not eating the plate", - I grin, taking a toast and having a bite of it, though not too much, 'cause I am not hungry.

I notice his small grin and I can bet I guess what he's thinking about. I've been wondering about the same, actually. How it all changed quickly... and easily: from that uneasiness and awkwardness to being together in one bed and enjoying it as much as always. Though, I do find a good explanation: we've been together for a long time. And now this time is back.

I hope so.

I yawn and stretch, which makes the toga slide down from my shoulder: "Owh", - I mock embarassment.

[Jacky]

"Phew, exposing yourself for the captain, now are we?" I say teasingly. I smirk and put the plate aside, then turning back to her. "...Encouragable." I decide, and I take one of the corners of the sheet and give it a tug so the toga falls apart. I grin and slip an arm around her waist, pulling her now naked body close against me. Our lips are inches apart, so I can feel her breath on my lips, and I smile slightly. "...I'm glad yer back, Scarlett." I tell her honestly.

[Lana]

I take a breathe sharply when he says it, 'cause, hell, I know Jack and this means being perfectly aware of the fact that he prefers not to be serious unless it's life-important. I smile slightly, and whisper, my lips so close to his that they almost touch: "I'm glad to be back as well", - I tell him as sincerely as he just was.

I look into his eyes, hesitating for a moment, and then decide to ask right-away:"You didn't come to England because you had some business there, right?"

[Jacky]

A hint of a smile tugs at my lips as she says that. I stroke her cheek and her neck softly with the back of my hand, as I reply.. "Maybe not entirely." Figuring I said enough with that, I lean a li'll closer to her, closing in those inches inbetween our lips and kissing hers softly.

[Lana]

I smile, even while we're kissing, actually realizing that there're moments when you can't wish for anything else in this world, 'cause you seem to have *everything* you need. I pull closer to him, deepening the kiss, putting my arms around his waist and thinking that if people didn't need breathing, I would never break the kiss.

[Jacky]

"We had another hour, now didn't we?" I mumble against her lips, a grin creeping onto my face.