blue flamingos

Timestamp:Reconciliation

Fandom: Stargate Atlantis/Numb3rs

Category/Rated: Slash, PG

Year/Length: 2010/~541 words

Pairing: Colby/Lorne

Disclaimer: No, I don't own them, for which I should think they're profoundly grateful.

Summary: The morning after Reconciliation

Series: Dysfunction 'verse.

Feedback: Yes please. Even if it's bad. Especially if it's bad.

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"Did I fall asleep?" Evan asked when he blinked his way to consciousness the next morning.

"Something like that," Colby agreed. He was smiling, looked like he'd been awake for a while, though he was still curled under the sleeping bag, warm against Evan's side. "You okay?"

Evan yawned, annoyed with it. "Yeah." His shoulder ached, same as it always did in the mornings, but he felt more relaxed than he usually did when he woke up. Something else swam through his memory. "Was David here?"

Colby laughed. "No, voicemail. You have good hearing."

"You need to go back?" Evan asked, a little surprised at how the thought made his stomach clench with worry.

Colby must have picked it up, because he frowned slightly. "No, he just wanted to complain about our resident mathematician taking over coaching the basketball team."

"At the FBI?"

"At Cal Sci. Don't ask." Colby shifted closer, wrapping an arm around Evan's waist and resting his head on Evan's shoulder. Evan echoed the gesture, holding Colby against him. The night before was sort of blurred, but he thought he remembered freaking out from a nightmare, Colby being there. The thought of going back to spending the night alone really didn't appeal.

"So," Colby said, sounding awkward. When Evan tipped his head to look at him, Colby looked down, not meeting Evan's eyes. "I don't know what plans you made for the rest of your leave..."

When nothing else appeared to be forthcoming, Evan said, "I promised Laura and Jeanette I'd have dinner with them one night."

"Right," Colby said. "So, you're not going back to Colorado Springs?"

"I wasn't planning on it," Evan said, hesitant. They hadn't talked about where he'd stay, and normally they wouldn't need to, it would be assumed that Colby would put him up, but maybe he shouldn't have assumed. "I can crash at Laura's."

"If you want," Colby said. He'd gone very still.

"I hadn't thought about it," Evan said honestly.

"Sure," Colby said. "I don't want to make assumptions."

Evan had a sudden and disturbing image of Colby getting even more formal and starting to call him Major Lorne, and had to stifle the urge to giggle. He nudged Colby away until he could meet Colby's eyes and said, "Can I stay with you, please?"

"Of course," Colby said, sounding relieved, then, "If you want to. You don't have to because you think I'll be offended."

Evan took a deep breath before he said something about how, since Colby had been the one who cheated, Evan was the one who got to freak out about things, not him. It was a pointless comment, and anyway, in Colby's place, he'd probably be as nervous. "I want to stay with you. Trust me, it's preferable to a week of innuendo from Laura. Anyway, most of my things are there."

"Oh," Colby said softly. Evan couldn't tell what he was thinking, except that it was something good. "Good, then."

"Yeah. So, now we're done with that, either coffee or more sleep."

Colby propped himself up on one elbow and traced his other hand down the center of Evan's chest. "We don't have an option three?"

"Thought you'd never ask," Evan said, pulling him close.


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