#georgia garcia

               Farah had been chatting nonstop ever since they all had walked through the door, to which Nate had returned with a cheerful conversation himself, with Adam speaking every now and again. But her attention had been primarily fixed on Morgan.

               The past nearly year had been a whirlwind ever since the silver-eyed vampire appeared in her life, which she had greeted head on with a smile. Even during the times that Georgia had gotten discouraged, it all seemed to turn out okay.

               Perhaps that was the lesson, right? That time had taught her, even through the hurt, that she had been led right here, talking to Morgan, and watching closely for the amusement on her face that she tried so hard to hide.

               It was nice to have someone that she could feel at home with, whether it was on the roof or the warehouse, or here. Despite all discouragement, it had led her here, and she could not think of a happier place to be.

               Giving Morgan a smile that showed off the gap in her front teeth, Georgia moved closer into the touch, the woman already having an arm around her waist as in an effort to move as close as possible.

               “Something the matter, sweetheart?”

               She blinked, as she realized that she had grown quiet, but the shocked look on her face was quickly done away with in order to make place for a smile, “What could possibly be the matter?”

               Georgia was vaguely aware that Farah was currently watching the two of them, the youngest vampire’s grin as bright as her eyes, but for now at least, seemed content in just watching the two. But for now, she resigned to giving a small chuckle and wait for Morgan’s response.

               To which she was given a low huff of a laugh, “I’m just asking”

               “You know me”, she beams, before joking, “Mind going a million miles a minute, and I’m just trying to catch up”

               Morgan seemed to be content with that answer, and Georgia was not sure or not that she was going to say anything else when Farah interrupted.

               “It’s amazing”, Farah says, that feeling also very obvious in her voice, turning to Nate, “It’s actually sweet”

               While she could feel Morgan roll her eyes, Georgia gave a bright laugh, “Didn’t think we had in us?”

               “I mean, you obviously do”, Farah says, before seeming to shift into mock thought, pointing to Morgan, “Though, I never knew that in you”

               Morgan answered that with a scowl, which Farah was completely unphased by as she laughs, and Georgia could not help but laugh as well, even if she gently pressed further into the woman’s side as if trying to comfort her with it.

               The rest of the evening was filled with the same closeness as the night went on, with occasionally conversation between them. And as much as she enjoyed the talking, she had come to find that she enjoyed the comfortable silence just as much.

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               Later during the evening, not quite sunrise but not quite, she found herself on the roof again.

               With Morgan, of course, Georgia was at the point where it would be a bit strange to be up here by herself. A safe haven carved for the both of them, all the product of one conversation. Now they, always seemed to end up here.

               Both of them as well as the rest of the team had gotten back to the warehouse after the bar closed, and even with the tiredness clinging at the edges of her eyes, she still did not want to sleep yet.

               Not with the two of them close together on the rooftop, still making her head spin that she was here at all. That she was with someone that made her feel so safe, so belonging, so worthy. The one that had meant more to her then she could have ever thought possible.

               Like that she could do absolutely everything, as long as Morgan was by her side. Braver than she ever thought that she could be, and in ways that were still surprising to herself.

               Georgia looked up at the taller woman, making her eye contact with her, that was returned, silver eyes then going to her lips in a clear ask of permission.

               Without a second thought, she moved closer to initiate it herself, and it surprised her just how soft it was, but still deep as she increased it with a sense of need as she swung her arms loosely around Morgan’s neck, Morgan’s arms wrapping around her waist, both of them having the need to have them as close as possible.

               The next few moments seemed to really show the definition of sweet, as the two of them seemed to melt into the kiss. Something so simple, but the journey had been worth it.

               When she moved back slightly, so she could breathe, she moved back slightly to find Morgan’s eyes, seeming to be the same color as the moon on this particular night.

               “I feel at home with you”, Georgia whispered softly, saying the first thing that came to mind in the moment, and not regretting it at all.

               Morgan moved to kiss her again, and she almost completely missed her response.