americas_son | Sunnydale AU: careful of the curse

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Sunnydale AU: careful of the curse

Tina is finally asleep. Richard has been and gone, leaving a mild sedative so she can sleep between transformations. Cal closes the guestroom door quietly behind him, trying to think through his own physical and emotional exhaustion (and low blood sugar, and nicotine withdrawal) to decide exactly where Sherlock will be.

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Cal picks up his soda and sits back in his chair, giving Tina space to eat.

She has two helpings.

When she finally finishes, she pushes back her chair and sighs.

"I needed that."

What she doesn't need is that weird, twitchy feeling to return, but the afternoon is winding down. She's starting to feel restless.

Cal's can is empty now; he fiddles with it idly as he smiles at Tina.

"Better?"

"Yeah. A lot better."

She smiles back at him. It's easy to forget everything's changed.

Cal puts the can down, reaching up to run his fingers along the curve of Tina's cheek instead.

"Good."

She closes her eyes and leans into his touch.

They'll have to talk, she guesses, about how they can't-

But not tonight.

"I guess I have a little more time before it happens again. We could, I don't know. Maybe relax and watch a movie? Or something?"

"That sounds good."

It sounds normal, which Tina obviously needs right now.

"Jarvis can tell us when it's time for you to get upstairs."

She thinks she'll know, but that's good. Jarvis will know for sure.

"Maybe something funny. Nothing serious."

Cal is nodding in agreement before she's done talking.

"Yeah," he says, "that sounds good. You can look through and see what looks good." He's pretty sure there are some comedies in the DVD collection here.

"Okay. Why don't I-" She gestures to the living room.

"I might call my mom real quick, too, just so she knows I'm still okay."

She gets up slowly; her stomach is pleasantly full. She could almost nap again, but she'd rather stay awake and be with people who care about what's going on.

"Okay."

Cal gets up too, reaching for her plate.

"You go ahead and do that, I'll, uh, help Sherlock clean up."

She is so going to let them do the cleaning up. Usually she'd help! But it's been a really bad day.

"Come find me in a few minutes, okay?" She slips out of the kitchen, trying to think what she can say to stall her mom a little longer.

"Okay," Cal calls after her.

He puts the plate in the sink.

. . . that's about the extent of his cleaning up skills.

...Sherlock nobly refrains from laughing at him.

He starts washing the plate instead.

Cal busies himself with retrieving the glass as well.

He also manages to toss the cans into the recycling bin.

Well done, Cal. Top marks.

Finished with his contribution, Cal leans against the counter, waiting for Sherlock, and looks at his watch.

It's not a lot of help. He doesn't know exactly what time the sun finishes setting. He's never thought about it before.

"A few hours yet," Jarvis supplies.

What else could he possibly want to know?

Cal glances up with a slight, rueful smile.

"Thanks," he says.

". . . Okay, I'm gonna go find Tina."

It's been a few minutes, right?

"Shall I come along?"

Cal nods.

"Unless you just wanna meet up with us in the living room."

"I think I will do just that."

And give Cal a chance to be alone with his girlfriend. That is what you do, yes?

It is. Cal gives him a smile and says,

"Okay," then goes off to find Tina.

She is sitting on the couch with a DVD in her hand.

"I found one."

American Pie - a classic.

. . . which means Sherlock has probably found her first.

It was a good plan in theory, anyway.

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