The Endings Are The Best Part

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine…" Aubrey began low under her breath, her head propped up onto her hand, which was being held up by her elbow making a right angle against the pillow of the bed that she and Jesse were sharing; the same bed they had been sharing since she was forced to take up refuge in the hotel room; since her attack. He was sleeping, and she was busy with her favorite way to pass the time…watching him sleep. He seemed so peaceful when he was in his dream state, and there was a small part of her that wanted him to stay like that forever — because then he wouldn’t have to deal with the drama, the baggage that came along with loving her.  Because then he wouldn’t have to deal with the fact that they would be alone soon, trying to make their relationship work. Trying, and succeeding; she was sure of it.

Jesse had been strangely exhausted after the day they'd spent together and had ended up falling asleep almost immediately after getting out of the shower upon their return, though of course he'd been alert enough to tug Aubrey down into bed with him as he made himself comfortable. When his dream began, it was more of a memory than an actual dream. They were on their first date all over again, up in their little hiding spot watching the sun disappear and just enjoying each other's company, not knowing what lie in store for them later on or how deep what they had between them would go or even how long it would last. But that was okay. They had each other and that was enough, they didn't need all the answers.