[for Meredith]

[missingthekeep]

It's long past late by the time Sean weaves his way around Doc and pulls himself through the front door, battered and sore but feeling on top of the world in spite of it all. A few drinks to calm his nerves had unfortunately had something of the opposite effect, making him more jumped up and energetic than ever and turning into a few more, which wound up costing him half the evening. Either way, he's home now, no matter the shape he's in. And anyway, he hadn't meant to get in a fight, he'd been more curious than anything when he turned up to the little gathering, but then he wasn't exactly given a choice and that had been that. He certainly can't regret it, at any rate, not when coming home to Meredith has been the perfect ending to far worse days than this one.

Hopefully she's still awake.

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[missingthekeep.livejournal.com]

"So... maybe I could," Sean says again. It makes sense, really, especially after everything he's put her through. If he can only make things better in hypothetical future scenarios, well, then that will just have to do.

[drownondryland]

"But what about your job?" Meredith asks, eyes open again as she draws back just enough to get a better look at him. Maybe it doesn't matter because it isn't now, maybe by the time they get out of here, he'll have changed his mind, but right now it feels important.

[missingthekeep.livejournal.com]

Sean shrugs slowly, his eyes still closed. It isn't as if he's thought this through any. "Could get work wi' the local PD or summat, I s'pose. It wouldnae be the same, but at least I could be there f'r ye."

[drownondryland]

"I don't know," Meredith says. It's the first time she's thought they might get to keep this a little as it is when they get out of here, but she still hesitates. "No reason why we couldn't try it that way. And if you didn't like it, you could go back to the old work."

[missingthekeep.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," Sean says, his smile spreading into a grin, liking the idea more and more as he dwells on it. It probably helps that Interpol had lost a lot of its lustre in those last few months. "An' c'mon, ye know ye'd love me in a proper uniform."

[drownondryland]

Meredith laughs, shaking her head. It's all just an idea anyway, but she can't help being pleased. "You know, it never did it for me before," she says, "but I think I might wind up making an exception."

[missingthekeep.livejournal.com]

"Ye're too kind," Sean says with a laugh, kissing her and openly beaming now. "Saints, I'm lucky."

[drownondryland]

"The luckiest," Meredith agrees, biting back another laugh as she turns toward him. "I'm not doing so bad myself." And if it happens, if they go back and try this and he still changes his mind, at least she'll know they tried. At least she'll get a little time. "And I'm sure you're very hot in uniform."

[missingthekeep.livejournal.com]

"Ye're damn right I am," Sean intones playfully as he rolls onto his back again, since it's simpler than worrying about how lucky she may or may not be. "One day, then."

[drownondryland]

Meredith settles in against him, head on his shoulder. "One day," she agrees. "If we ever make it out of here. And if it doesn't work that way, it doesn't, but at least we'll try. Get in a few good months of going to work and coming home to each other."

[missingthekeep.livejournal.com]

Sean's still smiling as he winds his arm around her and closes his eyes once more, but it's back to being a tad more subdued. "We'll make it work. Whate'er we do, it... we'll make it work."

[drownondryland]

"Yeah," Meredith says, a little wondering. "Yeah, we will." There are times it still surprises her how much she believes in them. Even with all her insecurities, she trusts they'll make it through whatever come their way. "Thank you. It means a lot. Even if we're still stuck here and it's not... I appreciate it."

[missingthekeep.livejournal.com]

"Then that's what matters," Sean says sleepily. Happily. "That an' sweet dreams o' Baltimore."

[drownondryland]

Meredith huffs out a laugh, kissing him again before she turns onto her other side. "Uh huh," she says, "exactly. Baltimore. It'll be perfect." Maybe nothing ever is, but they could get pretty damn close.