Time Child

Stealing

  Greta steals Martin's tea. 

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Leonard closed his eyes tighter as he turned to his side, the sheets caressing his skin as they rolled further down his hips; in the darkness his left palm reached out to his face and he rubbed his left eye with his hand, scrunching his nose. He could hear soft shuffling in the room, and he had felt the weight from the bed shift and disappear, he had been awake even before he had felt Greta slowly getting out of the bed.

"Where are you going?" he asked, as he groaned and turned over his back, his arm draping over his forehead and eyes.

His voice startled her midway pulling her shorts up her legs, she glanced over her shoulder to look at Leonard's silhouette over the bed.

"To get some water" she answered "Maybe something to eat" she turned to look at him "I thought you were asleep"

"I woke up before you got out of bed" he answered, still covering his face.

"Oh" she whispered.

"I'll come with" he said, finally uncovering his face, he pushed himself on his elbows before he swung his legs over the edge of the bed and pulled the covers away from him and stood up; in the darkness Greta noticed he was already wearing his underwear.

"When did you get dressed?"

"After you fell asleep" he answered casually, "Gideon, dim the lights" he added as he walked past Greta to retrieve his jeans and shirt.

The darkness in the room was rapidly chased away by the dim lights as they invaded the room, Greta squinted as she tugged at her lower lip with her index and her thumb; she glanced at Leonard was he walked towards the spot where his jeans lay close to her own.

She noticed the scars she had felt just a few hours ago, the irregular lines that mapped his back and parts of his torso, she noticed a few other scars that ran over his legs; he bent down to grab his shirt as well and Greta tried to detail the bigger scars over his back, the zigzagging line of irregular skin, a few smaller scars racing over the big one.

Leonard turned around and Greta's eyes snapped away from him before the Rogue could notice she had been looking at him; he threw his shirt over his shoulder and bent to push his legs into his jeans as Greta waited just a few steps away from him.

He stood straight up to get his shirt on and glanced at the young woman, her olive eyes were set over the desk as she waited for Leonard to get ready; her hair was wild, her fingers were mindlessly tugging at her lower lip, he pulled his shirt on and her eyes darted to him with a small smile spreading over her lips.

"Let's go" he said.

"Ok" she nodded.

They walked out into the dark hallway, Greta crossed her arms over her chest as Leonard shoved his hands into his pockets; the ship was as silent was it had been when they had stumbled into the ship kissing and hands on bodies, but now without the distractions it seemed a bit strange to stroll down the hallways of a silent ship.

"Where's everyone?" asked Greta, her voice was a bit hoarse.

Leonard glanced at her by the rear of his eyes "Gideon" spoke Leonard.

"Mr. Snart" answered the ship.

"Where's the rest of the team?" asked Leonard as they took a curve and the hallway behind them turned the lights off.

"The Captain and Dr. Stein returned to the ship shortly after you and Greta did" Greta's hand ruffled her hair as they took the hallway that would lead them to the kitchen "Mr. Palmer and Ms. Saunders arrived an hour ago, Mr. Jackson, Mr. Rory and Ms. Lance are yet to come back"