Room 417, Tuesday night

[fates_jaye]

The babbling from the animals has kind of turned into a white noise that Jaye can almost ignore. Almost. She gets three words into an E-mail before she realizes she's spending more time shushing them than she is typing anything, so she closed the computer and decides it can wait until she's like, living in a cabin in the woods or something.

Ooh. That's an idea.

[For Alec.]

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[fates_jaye]

She considers his hand, but can't take it yet. "I can't do the open thing anymore. I suck at it," she says, wincing a little even as she says it.

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

He nods, biting at his lip, but doesn't drop his hand because he's stubborn like that. "It was really good sex. But I value your friendship more."

[fates_jaye]

So first on the agenda, stop liking the ex. Kind of slowly, she takes his hand. "Okay. Friends, then," she says. "And if you stop talking to me, I swear to god I'm sending people after you."

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

He squeezes her hand slightly, smiling. "Fair enough. But I don't plan on disappearing."

[fates_jaye]

"Can I ask something?" she says, knowing she might not like the answer.

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

Alec nods, swinging their hands slightly. "Sure."

[fates_jaye]

"Was it the Dean thing, or was what we had all I was ever going to get?" she asks. And she still kind of hates Dean for saying that to her.

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

"Dean had nothing to do with it," Alec says honestly, and he's now looking over her shoulder like he's not happy saying this out loud. "I can't give any more than what we had, in the way you wanted."

[fates_jaye]

"Could have fooled me," she says quietly, and shakes it off, and even manages a little smile. "Okay. So... okay."

And she doesn't say that Alec deserves better than Dean because she thinks that might ruin things. She's thinking it, though. Really really hard.

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

"Okay?" He grins softly. "Yay."

[fates_jaye]

She smiles back a little. "Definitely yay."