Title: Don't Fear the Dark
Author: Fallon Ash
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Not mine
Pairing: Adell/Megan
Summary: This is sweet... very sweet... really nothing else but sweet... but uhm... whatever... and I just had this very strong visual of what Adell's living room looked like...

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Setting:
The room is light and airy, sunlight falling in through floor to ceiling windows, a gentle breeze twirling the white drapes surrounding them. The oak floorboards are wide, contrasting with the walls painted white. A dark leather couch is facing the windows, with a dark wooden coffee table in front and looking out the small yard is visible with a tiny lawn, shrubs, and palm trees, and a high fence separating it from the neighbouring yards. Behind the couch there's a dark wooden dining table seating eight people. The chairs don't match, but they're all hand made. Bookshelves line the left side of the room, but there's an opening leading into the kitchen. On the other side the wall has been adorned with several paintings by little known artists, bought at various galleries downtown, colourful and abstract. A wide valve leads into the master bedroom. In the back there's another, smaller, leather couch facing a television set.

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Adell gently runs her fingers through the dark curls. Megan's head is heavy against her thigh, her breath warm with a soft snoring. She'd propped her feet up on the coffee table, and was reading the paper to the backdrop of the sun falling toward the Miami skyline when Megan came home. They barely spoke, but Megan re-heated the leftovers from Adell's much earlier dinner and ate quickly in the kitchen before curling up on the couch, putting her head down on Adell's thigh close to her belly, a hand resting just above her knee. Within minutes, Megan was asleep. Adell put down her paper to pull a blanket over Megan, and watched as the sun retreated between the sky-rises and the sky went through bright white and yellow, to orange and red, to a dark violet before settling on blue.

It's dark outside now, and darker inside. She knows there are trees and a lawn just outside the floor to ceiling windows, but now they are just dark shadows, and the sky is a dark deep blue. She'd like to think she can make out stars, but between the early evening and the city, it's impossible. City girl that she is, she spent her early summers on her uncle's farm, before everything went wrong, and she never saw that side of her family again, but she remember the stars, remembers her uncle holding her high above the ground in the darkness, Mira, las estrellas, and the wide-eyed five-year-old she was had never seen anything like it before. Megan's hair is soft against her fingers, her cheek warm against her thigh.

Megan whimpers in her sleep, tosses her head a few times, and Adell brushes her knuckles over her cheek, whispers It's ok, Megan and Megan sleepily blinks her eyes open, looks out at the darkness. She rolls onto her back, looks up at Adell, smiles instinctively. How long was I asleep? she asks, and Adell shrugs. Not very long, she answers before leaning forward to brush her lips over Megan's. The moment is sweet, and she knows all over again why Megan's clothes are in her closet and why her keys are on Megan's key chain. Megan's hand is tangled in Adell's hair and she relishes the warmth against her neck, the careful scratches against her scalp. Adell pulls back when she realizes her back won't approve for much longer and Megan pushes herself into an upright position, putting her head on Adell's shoulder and together they watch the darkness in front of them.

Eventually, Megan turns, runs a hand down Adell's arm and gives her a quick kiss before rising. Soon a few flicks of the switches bathes the room in light, making the darkness outside impenetrable. A few moments more and the TV is turned on, news. Adell sighs a little, reaches for her paper and looking for the sections she hadn't had gotten through before. She should go to bed soon, she has an early shift tomorrow.

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