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[It's dark when Ava wakes up. It's dark, and she's alone. And....she hurts. It aches when she tries to move. Not that she really can, because she's tied up, but when she tries, it hurts.

She takes a deep breath. And another one. Because she knows very well that someone will come for her, if they're not already on their way.

Another deep breath. She tries to remember what happened. And she really has no clue. There'd been a drink, at the party. It must have been drugged. Everything went dark after that.

But someone was coming. And that someone was probably going to be Edward.]

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Too many things go through your head. Try to quiet it down for once. You don't need to calculate a million different outcomes.

Yeah, I do. I have to figure out what happened.

But... I'll just work on it tomorrow. I want to curl up and tell you how much I love you for the rest of the day.

I like that idea. Let's do that.

[Let's just say that they're home now. Just because.]

I need your help getting inside.

Yeah, of course.

[He looks over all the suit pieces littering the back seat of the car and then looks her over before telling the driver he'll top him an extra $100 if he'll carry the parts up. Then Edward offers Ava his hand.]

Or do you want me to carry you?

Either way. [She shrugs.]

[Carrying her.]

We'll get up to our floor soon. I'm sorry I can't just fly you up. Elevator only takes a sec, though.

I prefer the elevator to the flying. [The flying still freaks her out.]

Once we're up, you should put on something comfortable and climb into bed with me.

Those ugly college sweats you hate so much, how about that? Oh, man... you ought to wear my hoodie. That one you really like.

[Maybe if he's silly, it'll make things better.]

[She snorts, because....Edward. What.]

Okay. I'll wear your hoodie, you wear your ugly sweats.

Hot. I'm so lucky you don't mind me and my bad fashion sense.

[...Which is hilarious, considering how fashionable he is.]

You mean the bad fashion sense you don't have?

I'm the snazziest, I guess. [Just smile, Edward.]

Something like that. Just in general.

You know, you don't have to pretend you're okay. I know you're not.

But you're not, either, and it's my job to make sure you're safe and happy. So if I can make you smile even for a second, I'm gonna be actually happy.

[And that? That makes her smile.]

I love you. So cheer up, okay?

Cheer... Alright. [He takes a deep breath. He'll try. Really hard. But right now he wants to knock some heads in.]

...okay, maybe not cheer up, but don't be...you know. Upset.

Hard to do. But I'll try. I'm so glad you're okay. I am. I just feel like the world's biggest failure.

What? Edward, don't make me smack some sense into you. You're not a failure.

[...someone is sounding like her mother.]

Hey. Don't... don't joke about that right now. I'm scared, still. Docs said you were okay, but I'm still worried. No crazy hitting people and things.

I'm not my mom. I wouldn't actually.

Good.

[OH SHIT.]

I forgot to call your parents.

They're probably tearing the city apart looking for me.

I'll call them in a sec.

I want to get into bed, first.