For Joan

[theodorelasso]

Continued from here.

(warnings: sexytimes. also, panic attacks, brutal violence, attempted murder, discussion of suicide and actual murder... )

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[formersurgeon]

Joan can't help but think that maybe Ted doesn't just mean the doodles on his cast. The both of them have been emotionally hurt, but they love each other, and their love will patch them up and they'll be stronger together for it.

"I like that," she says softly.

[theodorelasso]

She'd be right. The doodles are just a metaphor, a visual reminder. The gentle caresses and kisses on his bruised cheeks, those are the same. Symbols for something deeper.

Ted smiles and takes her hand again, leaning over to give the side of her head a soft kiss. Then he yawns. "Oh boy, we're definitely taking a nap."

Beard smiles at them and looks out the window. "We're there."

[formersurgeon]

She squeezes his hand and turns her head to kiss his lips gently. She is definitely on board for a nice long nap safe in each other's arms, but the cab stops before she can verbalize it.

She climbs out and retrieves her suitcase and waits next to the door for Ted and Beard.

[theodorelasso]

Beard makes sure Ted gets out alright and has his crutches, and they're all set.

"Alright, I gotta get to work," he says, going back to the cab. He looks at Joan. "I'll leave him in your capable hands."

[formersurgeon]

"I won't let you down," she says with a smile.

She waves as the cab drivers off with Beard, then turns to Ted.

"Do you need help getting up the stairs?"

[theodorelasso]

"I got it," Ted answers with a smile. "You can get the door though," he adds, fishing out the keys and handing them to her.

He's getting quite used to getting up and down the stairs, even if it takes a little bit longer than normal. He's just grateful the cast doesn't go past his knee, so he can still bend his leg easily.

As soon as he's inside and his shoe (singular) is off, he heads straight for the bedroom.

"Help yourself to anything in the kitchen, or the bathroom, but as soon as you're ready, I want you lying next to me, alright?" he says, pretending to be stern.

[formersurgeon]

Joan happily unlocks and holds open the door, then follows Ted up the stairs, her suitcase in hand.

Once they get inside, she sheds her own shoes (two for her).

"I'm good," she says with a smile, following him into the bedroom. "I could use one of your shirts, though."

She has her own nightshirt, but the thought of wearing one of his as they snuggle is too lovely to pass up.

[theodorelasso]

"In that case, help yourself to anything in my dresser," he answers with amusement, sitting down on the bed. The only thing he's going to bother to take off is his sock and sweater. He's already wearing a t-shirt underneath. And while he doesn't need to sleep with the sweatpants, right now it's too much effort to take them off. He's carefully crawls under the covers and gets comfy.

[formersurgeon]

Joan chooses one of his Kansas City barbecue shirts. She gets undressed, everything but her underwear, and it feels so good, like she's shedding all the tension and worries of the past several days. She pulls on the shirt, then joins him under the covers.

[theodorelasso]

Ted watches her get undressed - not because it's sexy (although it is, and if they both didn't need a nap so bad, he might have suggested they have some fun), but because it's such a gentle kind of intimacy, like she's taking off all her armor because she's safe here.

Once she joins him, he wraps his arms around her and whispers "I love you," into her hair.

[formersurgeon]

They'll have plenty of time to have that kind of fun later. Right now all she wants is for them to hold each other and rest together. She feels like it's been an eternity since she's actually been able to relax.

She wraps an arm around him as well, nestling against him, her head on his shoulder, feeling so warm and safe. "I love you," she whispers back.

[theodorelasso]

Feeling her against him, smelling her, hearing her voice say she loves him... after a moment, Ted gets such an overwhelming amount of emotions, he actually tears up a bit.

After all the struggles and unhappiness of the past two weeks. After all the uncertainty and worry. And missing her so much. It's just so good to have her in his arms. To just get to lie here and be safe and happy. He sniffs softly and kisses the top of her head.

[formersurgeon]

She hears that sniff and looks up to see the tears. Her forehead creases in concern. "Hey," she says softly, reaching up to gently brush his tears from his cheek. "You okay?"

It's been so hard, having all these horrible things happen and having to deal with them while half a world apart. She can understand why he might be crying for any number of reasons, from stress to relief to happiness.

[theodorelasso]

It's a little bit of everything. Just a lot of stored up emotions, finally allowed to be let out, because he feels safe. But most of all they're good tears.

"Yeah," he answers, then arches his neck a little to give her a soft kiss. "I'm just so happy you're here."

[formersurgeon]

She kisses him back, gently caressing his cheek. "I'm so happy to be here," she murmurs. "I missed you so much."

Her own heart is so full of relief and joy and love. They're safe now. They don't have to be strong and fight through the pain, trying not to focus on the bleakness of their situation. It's safe to allow themselves to lean on and into each other.

Joan takes a breath and buries her face into his shoulder again. She's not crying yet, but there are definitely tears in her eyes.

[theodorelasso]

Ted squeezes her a little, resting his head against hers. He closes his eyes and just breathes. Letting himself relax as fully as he can, for the first time in a while.

It doesn't take long before he falls asleep, just listening to her breathing.

[formersurgeon]

She listens to his breathing as well, allowing her own breath to slow along with his, her own body to relax against his. She's so weary on so many levels, and gradually her conscious mind loosens it's hold, and she slips into the warm darkness of a dreamless sleep.

[theodorelasso]

Ted doesn't require a lot of sleep, and he did actually get a little bit before this. So it's not too many hours before he wakes up, with zero nightmares.

He doesn't get up, though. Just looks down at Joan and smiles to himself.

After a little while, probably closing in on lunch time, he starts getting hungry though. He carefully attempts to extricate himself from Joan, gently so he doesn't jostle her awake, so he can head to the kitchen and go make them both some lunch.

[formersurgeon]

Joan is sleeping peacefully as he looks at her, but begins to stir as he moves. She opens her eyes and blinks at him sleepily, smiling.

"Hey," she says softly. "Everything okay?" There's no worry in her tone, just gently checking in on him.

[theodorelasso]

"Yeah. I'm gonna make some food," he says gently, speaking quietly to make sure she keeps that sleepiness. He kisses the top of her head as he gets up. "Go back to sleep."

[formersurgeon]

"Mmm." She smiles at the kiss, her eyes drifting closed again. "Love you," she murmurs as she settles back into sleep.

[theodorelasso]

"You too," he whispers back, before grabbing a crutch and quietly hobbling off to the kitchen.

He doesn't go too fancy, since he doesn't have a lot. He's been ordering a lot of food the past few days. But he makes some scrambled eggs, some toast, and cuts up some fruit.

He looks at the assembled food thoughtfully. There's no way he can carry that stuff. But he has a poke around and finds some lunch boxes, which he puts the food on. Then he puts the boxes in a bag, along with a carton of orange juice, and two glasses.

It's not as fancy as carrying it in on a tray, but darn it, he's determined.

So after a little bit, he sits back down on the bed and starts unpacking from the bag.

[formersurgeon]

Joan snoozes as he cooks, and wakes again when he sits on the bed. She pushes herself up to sitting, stretching her arms and yawning before sitting back against the wall.

"Mmm. That smells good."

[theodorelasso]

"It's simple stuff, but you can't go wrong with scrambled eggs," he answers with a smile, handing her a lunch box and a fork. He even partitioned it so the fruit isn't getting heated by the eggs, and the toast isn't getting soggy.

"I can't really carry a tray like this," he adds, for explanation.

[formersurgeon]

"This is kinda brilliant," she says, duly impressed. She takes a forkful of eggs and puts it in her mouth, and is wholly unsurprised that they're delicious. "Mmm," she says with a smile. "I've missed your cooking."