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“Hey…Hope I didn’t wake you. Sounds like I sort of did.” Jason said with a smile, even if Danny couldn’t see it. Speaking to the blond always put him in a much better mood regardless of what else was going on, but he was extra happy at the moment. Their latest op, which had been the reason he’d been gone for a while, had finally ended. And he would be back for an unforeseeable time. Which was Military Speak for…he would have a lot of time now with his boyfriend.

“We just landed. Well, two hours ago really, but we had to go through all the debriefing, you know, protocol. You home? Cos you have no idea how badly I wanna see you.”

“That’s okay,” Danny replied with a sigh, his lips splitting in a wide smile as he let himself relax against the couch again, closing his eyes as Jason’s voice washed over him. “It’s always a good way to wake up.”

CIA wrapped it up pretty fast after that. She stood up from her uncomfortable metal chair, brushed off her trousers and picked up her bag from where she left it last. “Masterchief Hayes a moment please!” she called out to him as the room started to empty out. “Ernessa Matthews, pleased to make your acquaintance.” They had been introduced briefly but not really. She shuffled a few papers and pulled out the one she needed. “I see here that you and your team have few drills scheduled for this afternoon, I would like to observe them. Additionally, I think it would be best if we had a candid talk. I understand there may be some concerns about me joining your team and I’d rather such issues come out before we are airborne.”

It was strange to see herself slip back into that old military mold she had left long ago. Her posture had always been perfect but now she carried herself less like a lady and more like an officer of the navy. Even her tone and speech had adapted. More to the point and less honeyed than usual. She knew people like Hayes, people who cared deeply about their country and their service. She herself had never been one but she had learned to respect those that were and fight alongside them with the same passion. It was the least she could do on the rare occasions that she was one of the good guys. Even if it was on pure technicality. She assumed Hayes and his team may have some problems with her, seeing that she was a foreigner and a civilian. No one in that room had the clearance to read her unredacted file so she doubted Hayes was made aware of her military past either. To him she was just some girl and that could be deadly in a mission such as this. Establishing trust was paramount. 

Jason shifted in his sleep as Danny roused awake but he didn’t feel like waking up just yet. His head felt heavy and he could already hear the jokes about how he’s not as young as he used to be coming his way. He honestly wanted all of that to just wait, and let himself bask in the morning(or whatever time it was) afterglow of having Danny in his arms. “Aren’t we on vacation? Can’t we just pretend waking hours aren’t for anoth-why do I have a ring on my finger?”

He asked as he cracked his eye open when he felt Danny’s hand in his and felt something on his finger. He didn’t wear rings. Whatever drowsy sleepiness he had ebbed away, but he still couldn’t fully remember last night’s events.

“What happened last night?”

Danny rolled over fully to face Jason, trying to blink away the fogginess in his brain. “I... am not quite sure,” he said slowly as some memories flashed through his mind. He saw Jason laughing, saw himself chugging drinks and taking shots, saw them walking around Vegas in the middle of the night when the city lights still made it seem like it was midday. 

He cupped Danny’s cheek and gave him a proper, longer kiss before pulling back and smiling, “Again, if my answer to that is ever any sort of version of no, I’ve been replaced by an evil Jason clone because having you to myself for two days is my definition to paradise.”

Hi!

Indeed I did! I’m home now, still kind of out of it a little bit. But glad to be out of the hospital :)

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