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When; May 4, 2008
Rating; PG-13 (I always go with this to be safe)
Characters; Waverly and Mat
Summary; Waverly returns from her errands to a hung over Mat. (The muns aren't quite sure how this is going to go. Hell, the muses aren't sure how it's going to go.)
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She wasn't trying to hide anything. It was probably the twelfth time she'd told herself this. It was a complete lie. She knew she was hiding as much as she could. The words had slipped out without her even thinking. Being forced, it was something that was a natural unpleasantness by now. Or had been.

All the forced companions and wandering hands had stopped many years ago. None of that had occurred since she left that life and betrayed everyone. Rachel, she'd probably ruined Rachael's life. Who knew what her father had done to her. She tried not to think about what had happened to those she left at home, but sometimes it crossed her mind. Sometimes in the dreams ...

She pushed open the door, her sleeves looking horribly dingy as well as the rest of her. Hair scattered out of her ponytail and face darkened by unidentifiable dirt. It had been a long day, and she didn't expect it to be over. Not after what she had said. She picked the door closed with her foot and set what she carried down, resting her body against the door to take in a few calming breaths.

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"And fools who want to protect those who try to help." She knew he was a good man. Even if he would argue it the whole way he would try to help those who needed it. She could see it in his eyes.

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And she was right too. Which was why he'd be having a building fall on him when he got back to his world. For helping those who'd needed it. But, he couldn't bring himself to be any other way. Bloody good nature... Reaching up, he tugged the hair ties from her hair and undid the braids so his fingers could play with the strands.

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"Hey, that's wet!" She was teasing, though it really was still very damp. She didn't mind though, it wasn't as if she were what she once was. She could wear her hair how she wanted, no one had to chose for her. It was a freeing feeling to remember that. To know she didn't have to live under another's whim.

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He gave her a very serious look as he continued to play with the damp strands. "You're right. It is wet." Then he grinned again. It was easy to joke around with her. How long had it been since he'd last been like that with a girl...or a woman? Long enough if he had to think about it.

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"Now you'll smell of lily and spice until you shower." Her own chosen scent. She loved it more then she could say, more because it was hers then anything else. By the end of the day she smelled of him more then much else. Living together they were in almost constant contact. It was only fair he smelled of her at least once.

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"I don't mind. It smells nice." He couldn't really say he had his own scent. Though, it was probably better to say he couldn't describe it. But, he liked how she smelled. It was calming and entirely hers. "I like it."

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She laughed and started rubbing against him like a cat betting for attention. "Well then, have some more." She felt so horribly silly around him, which, was the most wonderful feeling in the world.

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He shook his head and sighed in defeat. "With it being rubbed in like that I don't think it will ever come off. Good thing I like it or this could be a problem."

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She just laughed harder and let her head rest against his shoulder. "Good. I plan on keeping you." As long as the City allowed that was. Even if they couldn't be together, even if she would be alone for the rest of her life, she would keep this for as long as she could.

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"That's very good because you see..." He gave a thoughtful pause like this was a hard decision about whether to tell her or not. "...I wasn't planning on leaving. There's food, a bed, and pretty girl on my lap to kiss. It's too nice to leave."

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She chuckled at his admittance. "Then I suppose I shall have to keep it inviting for you. I wouldn't want to have you become board."

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"You don't have to worry about that." He closed his eyes and settled further into the couch. It was amazing how comfortable the thing was.

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It sucked you in and tried to keep you. Great thing it was. "Oh?"

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He shook his head with a smile. "When I like a place it takes some shuffling to get me moving away from it."

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"Oh no, no shuffling. Though the nature of the City is to alter and change that which is. Very peculiar actually."

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"The City just likes to control people." He frowned. Things always seemed to go back to control for some reason.

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She thought about that. Something good needed to come out of it. Something good always came out of things, didn't it? "Sometimes, it can teach us a lesson we never expected to learn though."

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He opened his eyes and looked at her with confusion. Teach a lesson? "What could it be teaching us?"

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"To take the good with the bad. While the bad may be the City's doing from time to time it has brought us something that we could never have at home. Something that is worth much more hardship then what we face here." She really felt that way. She, if she could, would stay here forever. She would love to live out her days here, among others instead of living it alone.

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He thought about what she said. Really thought about it. In all honesty it made sense. But his thoughts had always been to look for the bad when the good was there. The bad always had to be there. Still, she was right. "There are some good things here...I'd count you as one."

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Complete opposites in thought, not that she knew that at all. His words made her blush deeply. She'd never thought of herself as something good. "I think the same of you."

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He smiled and leaned his head against hers. "Look. I have my sunset again."

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"Hmm?" The words confused her. It wasn't time for sunset, and either way he wasn't looking outside.

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"Your hair and your blushing face. Always a sunset even when it's not time for one." Such words would usually be practiced to flatter a woman into giving him something he needed without paying for it. But for her they were true.

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The words only caused her to bury her face into his shoulder to hide the even deeper blush they caused. "You're horrible." Her mumble was muffled by the fact that her face was buried.