Cathy pressed a kiss to his chest. "You always have the answers," she accused him, the smile in her voice. "It's like you talk for a living or something."
They had come a long way since the beginning of their relationship, when Cathy was the one to reassure him with every step. Lindsey had been afraid, hesitant to let her in, she'd seen that. Now, he was as secure with her as she was with him, enough that he could see into their future together, despite everything that went wrong along the way.
"Speaking of work." It was close to a mumble by now, her eyelids beginning to grow heavy. "If you want to get back tomorrow, I promise to stay in bed and rest. You don't have to babysit me." It was a concession on her part, given that she did want to return to work, especially knowing that there was so much to be done. But he had been working hard too, and on a case against Wolfram and Hart, no less. She knew how much that meant to him.