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I've been working a lot lately. It's okay. That way I'm sure I can sleep at night. No sense in staying awake thinking about things I cannot change.

I've been making a kennel for David and Alan's dog. David calls it Toto now. That's good. I didn't like he called it Dog. It reminded me of Ma.

Now he wants me to make a chicken coop. I'm not to tell Alan but I don't really see how Alan can avoid noticing if there's suddenly a lot of chickens in his backyard. Seeing as how they are noisy. And smell a bit.

Callie haven't been back. I miss her.

Jimmy's been in an accident so I am looking after Julie for a while. And Darth Maul has stopped trying to choke me to death when I sleep. Now she just tries to trip me up when I have to take a piss at night.

She's really clever though. And she hasn't ruined the plants Callie gave me. ~~I water them everyday. If they stay alive she'll come back to me.~~

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Clay slowly relaxes into Weps' arms, rubbing his own chin against his hair.

I've missed you too.

He stretches one leg out, wincing a little.

Weps smiles against Clay's chest at the feel of his chin in his hair. But then he feels Clay's body tense as he moves his leg and he lifts his head.

"You okay?" he asks softly, watching Clay's face. "Shit... have I hurt you?"

Clay gives him a small grin.

I*m okay. Just out of practice.

He moves onto his side, resting his head on Weps' arm.

Weps grins back, shifting position to lie facing Clay, then kissing him on the nose. "You have the most wonderful way with words, my golden friend," he murmurs. "Don't tell me you were waiting for me," he teases, his eyes dancing.

Would it make you happy?

Clay is grinning broader now, one hand stroking slowly up and down Weps' side.

I have missed you though.

A softer smile.

Weps sighs, warm and relaxed and enjoying Clay's touch on his skin. He lifts a hand to Clay's cheek, stroking it softly.

"Missed you too," he murmurs, "but I'm here now. And here for you if you need me." He returns the smile. "And I don't just mean like this - unless you want the practice, of course..."

Clay grins and moves with the touch, closing his eyes a little.
I know.
It's nice. He's missed this. A lot. Missed Weps.

He burrows closer and kisses him on the side of his neck.

"Mmm... that feels good," Weps murmurs, pulling Clay in closer, enjoying the feel of skin against skin. "Always did love the touch of your mouth..."

Weps sighs and closes his eyes, glad of their secluded position as he really is in no hurry to move.

Clay keeps up the kissing for a little while. Then he drifts off to sleep.
Unguarded, his face looks tired and worn, and one hand stays curled around Weps's wrist.

Weps wakes suddenly at the sound of a dog barking. He quickly looks around but no-one is in sight. Sighing he relaxes, looking down at Clay, who is curled up tight against him. He brushes stray hair from Clay's forehead and watches him sleep. Not for the first time, he wishes that his friend could find peace.

Clay stirs a little from the touch and then slowly opens his eyes, blinking up at Weps.

Hi there.

He yawns.

"Hey... sorry - didn't mean to wake you," Weps murmurs, smiling down at Clay.

"We haven't done much fishing," he says with a smile. "Fancy coming back to the house for some coffee and a bite to eat?"

That's okay.

Clay sat up and scrubbed at his face, yawning. Coffee would be good.

Weps grins and leans in to kiss Clay's yawning mouth. "Best get dressed then," he murmurs against Clay's lips, "Just in case..."

Weps rolls over and retrieves Clay's jeans and shirt from the sand and then his own. "Think those were yours," he says with a smile, lying on his back and struggling into his pants.

Clay gets to his feet and shakes the jeans. It doesn't really get rid of the sand. He shrugs and pulls them on and then gets the shirt on as well, scratching his hair, making it stand up every which way.

Weps chuckles at Clay's appearance.
"You look so like Jed standing there- all sleepy and mussed up.. his hair does that as well..."

He picks up the unused fishing tackle and looks at Clay.

"You can take a shower at my place if you want..."

Clay lifts an eyebrow.

What is it with you people and showering?

Then he grins and slings an arm around Weps's shoulder.

Lead the way my friend.

Weps grins and leads Clay back to the house. At the door he stops suddenly and turns.

"Shit... I didn't mean you needed one... just thought you might like one with the sand and us and..." He looks down, suddenly feeling rather foolish.

Clay gives him a small shove, grinning. I was having you on.

Then he winks. And I don't mind smelling of you. I rather like it in fact.

Weps smiles back, relieved.

He curls an arm round Clay's neck and kisses up his jaw from chin to ear. "The feeling's mutual," he murmurs, "and I'm rather partial to the taste of you as well."

Clay gives him a lazy grin, one hand kneading his ass a little. And I like the way you feel. But right now, I need coffee.

Weps laughs and pushes Clay away from him.

"Don't say I didn't offer ... coffee it is."

Weps puts the kettle on to boil and points to the table and chairs next to the stove. "Take a load off."

Clay sits down and stretches. He still feels beat. He leans on his elbows, looking at Weps. How have you've been? Back here, I mean?

Weps passes a mug of coffee over to Clay and sits down opposite him. "I've been okay, thanks - more than okay," he adds with a smile. "Going home to see Jed was the right thing to do - I'd missed him so much. And knowing he was okay - that to him I'd never been away - well, it made me realise that my life was right here..."

He takes a mouthful of coffee and looks at Clay's tired face. "Are things any more settled in your life - with Callie?"

Clay shrugs a little. She is living with them now.

He nods to himself. Has gotten a tattoo. She says I'm in it as well but, I don't know.

He smiles tiredly at Weps. I miss her. She still comes to see me though. She called and was lonely and I sang to hear. You know, bird-song? I guess she misses me too sometimes.

Another shrug.

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