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The Arms Hotel, room 504- late Wednesday night

Jaina had mostly been asleep when she got the voicemail, which meant she was asleep through the actual message but heard the beeping that said she had a new message, please check it.

And once she heard it, forget calling, she was packing up some basics because she knew once she left she wouldn't be seeing much of her room for as long as he was in town, and headed down to the hotel. After checking which room he was in, she headed upstairs, knocking on the door. And if he didn't answer, she could pick the lock.

[For he who is in the room!]

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The knock at the door had John hopping to pull it open before it annoyed any potential neighbors. "Hey," he said, looking a little tired and extra hairy...and maybe worried.

She was smiling as soon as she saw him, hairy or not. She couldn't help it, it was part of that twitterpation thing, even if she was wondering what had happened that he'd let it grow past scruff. "New look?" she asked, already reaching a hand up toward his cheek.

"Gave up on shaving for an hour there," John admitted, going for her other hand to pull her inside.

She let herself be pulled, raising an eyebrow. "For an hour? You're sure you're not part Wookiee?"

"Maybe it's a recessive gene," John suggested, shutting the door behind her. "How long's it been?"

Second time she'd been asked that today, even. "About a month. How long's it been for you?" Because if their time wasn't working out again, so help her...

John shrugged a little, "Twelve weeks? Plus six months in an hour." Joyful.

Oh, look, the smile totally went away at that. "Six months in an hour? How...?"

"Like time dilation fields are all that new and different," John replied. "It's no big deal."

"Six months in an hour," Jaina repeated. "That's new." And honestly a little scary, even if he was calling it no big deal.

"It wasn't what I would call fun," John admitted, "but it got me here, so let's not be too upset over it?"

To be honest, she was having a very quiet internal freakout over more fun with timelines, but if he wasn't worried about it... well, she didn't know what that meant. "So does that mean you're not here long?"

It wasn't fair that he was already frowning and she'd just arrived. "Can we focus on the part where I'm here?" John asked. "I kind of...had a really bad bunch of months there."

This did not help with the worry at all, but she shoved it aside to wrap her arms around him. "I'm glad you came here," she said, even if she had about a thousand questions and wasn't sure now was the time to be asking any of them. She'd see how things went.

That was what he needed, actual comfort and contact. "You were the first person I wanted to see."

He'd definitely be getting comfort and contact here. She was kind of considering not letting him go. "Well, you see me," she said, looking up at him with a little smile.

"You're good to see," he admitted, giving her a squeeze. "Did I miss anything major? New relatives? Time as an animal?"

"You've missed nothing if you've been checking your Email at all," she said. "Oh, more vampire babysitting, but that's done now. Don't jinx me with the animal thing, by the way."

He barely remembered after all that time off world. "I wouldn't jinx you," John promised, burying his face against her neck. "I always liked the kitten thing."

"Sure, you liked it," she said, deciding not to mention the Girl Scout cookies in her bag for the moment. He'd had a bad few months, she'd lay off that sort of teasing. "Me being fuzzy and falling into things and unable to talk..."

"I knew what you needed," he told her, feeling like she should understand without him saying that he had been all hers even when he'd spent six months living with some old-ass virgin who claimed she'd been saving herself for him. Not that he was going to give this voice.

Yeah, she got that, voice or not. And weirdly, even that one sentence somehow made her feel better. "You tend to do that," she said, rubbing a hand over his back. "It's a good talent to have."

He pulled back to look at her better. "It throws me every time how you haven't changed." He felt like he'd changed too much.

Meanwhile the beard was sort of distracting her away from seeing other changes, and she knew better than to be like Let's check you for scars now even though she was dying to. "Consider me a constant," she told him, bringing a hand back up to lightly scratch his chin with one finger. "Besides, there was a pedicure while you were gone. I think that might count as a change."

"Just a pedicure?" John replied, leaning his head to the side when she scratched at him. There were a lot of new scars for her to find, but he wasn't going to be offering up a show and tell quite yet.

She really was not keen on stopping touching him. It'd only been a month for her, but for some strange reason it felt like longer. "There was a massage, too," she told him. "I could chop off my hair or something...?"

"I didn't get a massage," John complained with a deep frown. "Did you want me to give you a haircut?"

"If you were that bored." It's not like she cared much about what her hair ended up looking like. "It'd probably be better for all if I helped you out with that massage thing."

"Oh yeah?" John thought maybe he could deal with that idea.

"Mm hm. Come here," she said, finding his hands to lead him over to the bed. Wasn't like she could do this from this height.

She was bitter about height today.

As though he would do anything but willingly follow and take a seat. "This something new you've learned while I was away?"

"I think I've tried this at least once before," she said, thinking back as she climbed up onto the bed behind him. "If you haven't run screaming, at least then I know it wasn't horrible."

John glanced over his shoulder. "Is it bad I don't remember?"

"No, I don't remember for sure either," she said with a little smile, placing her hands on his shoulders to start kneading lightly at first. "And you get 'it's been a rough time' leeway."

"Sorry if I freaked you out there," he said, trying to relax against her touch. He was just a bit tense there.

"I'll live," she said, bending to press a kiss to the back of his neck, in case that helped any with the relaxation thing. "You're here, you're okay..."

"Yeah," he agreed a little too quickly. "And I woke you up, didn't I?" But there she was, rubbing his shoulders.

She definitely noticed how fast he said that. So, okay, she had a mission while he was here: make him actually okay.

"This may come as a shock, but having you here is so much better than sleeping." She got used to having her sleep interrupted through the years. Boy. Here. That was all she needed.

He wasn't much of a boy these days. "Being here is better than sleeping," John agreed. "I'm kind of sick of down time."

"Same here," Jaina said, though she had no idea just how much he blew her out of the water on the amount of downtime he'd had. "Does this mean this is going to be a busy visit?"

"Well...I don't know that I could any time with you as down time," John realized. "But after six months of meditation, I could use some excitement."

Um. "Meditation?" She couldn't see him meditating. She'd still never seen him read without sleeping.

"Meditation," he repeated sullenly. "How do you think I grew this wicked beard."

"What were you doing meditating?" she asked, working the heel of her hand down his back.

"Got stuck on the wrong side of a time dilation field barrier," he shrugged, leaning a little into her hand. "One hour for the team was six months with a bunch of fools trying to ascend to a higher plane of existence."

He probably heard a sigh of relief in there as she stopped freaking out about further time messups. "So that was a one time thing of... There's no way you ascended." He'd get bored.

John turned to glare over his shoulder. "Don't think they didn't try to make me. But those people? For eternity, no way."

"Good," she said, resuming the massage much calmer. "Don't think I wouldn't have tried to find you and kick all their asses if you didn't show. Higher plane or not."

Despite the light tone when he was using words like 'eternity', she was kind of serious, this one. Was it possible for her to find him like that? Probably not. Would she try? Yuh huh.

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"It's been that kind of...well, I don't even know how long it counts as, but it's been enough time that I wouldn't argue it."

"Time needs to lay off," she said simply. It hadn't been great to either of them, separate or together, but jeez, the six months in an hour thing won hands down.

John honestly would've been cooler with the time issue if not for the bug issue. His life kind of sucked.

"Or maybe we need to do something about time."

"Like what?" she asked. While curious, she didn't just jump to the conclusion that they'd get out of their current holding pattern anytime soon.

"Not sure," John shrugged noncommittally. "I'm a big fan of blowing stuff up, not that that'd work."

"Yeah, trying to blow up time, or time-related things, might cause more problems than it solves," she said, still very focused on trying to relax him.

"We'll figure something out," he said, believing this fully as he leaned back a bit against her.

"Yeah," she said, taking the opportunity to slide her arms around his shoulders from behind and rest her chin on his shoulder. "We're awesome like that."

All she was getting from that was a nod and his hands coming up to rest on hers for a moment.

Okay, not all. "We are. No need for that worried voice of yours. Promise."

After all this time, there was no way not to trust him completely when he said that. "Then you won't hear it," she said, turning her head to kiss his cheek, beard or not. "Have I mentioned enough that I'm glad you're here?"

"I'm startin' to get the idea you don't mind," he smiled. It was nearly real.

"I might have even missed you a little. Tiny bit," she shared, totally underexaggerating this. Her tendency to email everything might have been a little hint there.

"Yeah, I wouldn't have guessed," he teased, turning a little to see her better.

"You wouldn't say that if you saw the presents I brought," she teased back.

"You had time for presents?" John asked, confused.

"I had a good amount of downtime myself, and it wasn't that labor-intensive," she said, letting go of him with one hand to call her bag over to her. She was definitely not totally letting go, thanks.

She reached into the bag, pulling out the comlink, and said, "Well, there's this."

"A comlink?" John said, tilting his head at the device as he figured out why she would gift that to him. "You think it'll work?"

"It better," Jaina said, and continued, "I had Lowie match the settings to mine. Meaning it should work wherever you are. And no one should be able to intercept the transmission. So we should be able to talk freely from wherever we are."

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John took the device and turned it over in his hand. "I shouldn't wanna go back and see if it works."

"Not right now, no," she said, but she was grinning. "Trust that it does, and we can maybe say 'I love you' without making anyone hungry."

There was no stopping him from kissing her for that. She could try, but it'd take the Force.

Best response ever. She kissed him back, smiling against his lips, so completely glad to have him here she almost couldn't believe it.

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