Blood Moon

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴇʟᴇᴠᴇɴ: ʀᴇᴜɴɪᴛᴇᴅ

You are absolutely exhausted. The two nights preceding Ransom's supposed return date had been sleepless, then James called you about Ransom being arrested and you had two more days before seeing him again, two more sleepless nights and now Ransom's is laying on the backseat with his head on your lap and soundlessly sleeping as James takes you home. You spend 3 hours watching him sleep and running your fingers through his hair.

As promised, James makes a pit stop to get your car key from Jesse before driving you back home.

When James' driver parks in front of your house, you gently shake Ransom awake.

''Ransom.'' You say softly. ''We're in front of my house. Do you want to sleep here tonight or do you want James to take you home?''

He opens his eyes and looks up at you. ''I am home.'' He mumbles as he sits back up, stretching with his arms above his head.

He says a quick thanks to James for the ride and opens the door, stepping outside first. He blinks a few times to let his eyes adjust to the sun and holds out his hand for you to take to help you down from the SUV.

Your heart flutters at Ransom's revelation of him feeling like he's already home. You put your hand in his and let him help you down.

''Thank you, James.'' You smile at him while Ransom grabs his suitcase from the trunk and he waits for you by the front door, not saying another word to James.

You walk up the few steps of your porch and unlock the door. You let Ransom walk in first and you follow right behind him. You close the door and make sure to lock it, you are back at being on high alert now that you're home again but you won't tell Ransom about the picture. At least, not yet. He has enough to deal with as it is.

You take off your boots and your coat, dropping your keys in the small bowl next to the front door.

''Are you hungry?'' You ask Ransom as you walk towards the kitchen.

''I'm starving.'' He puts his suitcase down at the bottom of the stairs and joins you in the kitchen.

You open your fridge's door and look at what kind of meal you have left.

''I can reheat pasta.'' You offer.

''I'd eat pretty much anything right now, whatever is easiest angel.''

You take the pasta out and put them in the microwave. ''Don't tell Milo I reheated his pasta in the microwave.'' You chuckle and take out a plate, waiting for the pasta to be done.

Ransom watches you with a smile on his face. He had missed you so much.

You put the pasta on the plate, take a fork and put both down in front of him.

''Thank you.'' He says as he quickly grabs the fork and starts eating. ''Aren't you eating anything?''

You shrug and shake your head. ''I'm not hungry.''

Ransom swallows and looks you over. ''Still? Baby, it's been a week. Please tell me you've eaten.''

''I have.'' He squints his eyes as if he was trying to catch you in a lie. ''I swear, I have. James almost shoved a stack of pancakes down my throat this morning, that's why I'm not hungry.''

''Good.'' He nods and finishes eating with a few more bites.

You smile and take the plate. ''You can go shower. I'm sure you want to go back to sleep.''

''Oh, yes. A shower. Hot water. A bed.'' He stands up and walks over to you to kiss your forehead. ''Do you have to go to work or are you coming to take a nap with me?''