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Day Nine - Morning
Who: Jack Harkness, Ianto Jones, and Shannon Rutherford
What: Waking up
When: Early morning
Where: the museum
Rating: NSFW
Status: Complete



In spite of the fact that the days were getting warmer, the nights were still bitter cold. Well, at least to a girl born and raised in California. It had seemed like a good idea at the time, wedging herself between Jack and Ianto to keep warm the previous night. Especially with Jack's coat, which, in spite of herself, Shannon was beginning to envy.

Shannon wasn't ungrateful for the favor they'd paid her; not by a long shot. They'd let her impose on them because the idea of sleeping in Sam's arms for another night knowing that it was more for her than it was for him was, to say the least, unappealing. It wasn't like she'd meant to put them out, or anything, but she hadn't really thought about it before asking Ianto if she could. So, the fact that they'd been good sports about it when they could've just told her no or pressed for a reason why...well, she appreciated it.

The thing was...the sun was up again and it was fucking hot laying between the two of them, now. So hot, in fact, that she had been awakened from a perfectly good dream about Sayid - and some ropes on a Saturday night - by her discomfort even though she was still exhausted and wanted to go back to sleep. No way was she giving up that easily. She wanted to fall back into that dream, dammit.

Shannon groaned and furrowed her brow, keeping her eyes closed and wiggling slightly against Ianto's back - and, for that matter, Jack's front - trying to find a fresh, cool spot on their makeshift bed without waking either of them. There was nowhere to move, though. "Noooo," she whined quietly, trying to trick herself into falling back asleep. It wasn't hot, it was comfortable. It wasn't light out; that was just her imagination. All of the pretending, however, was to no avail, so she shifted again, trying to free her arm from where it was stuck - asleep, dammit - underneath her own weight, being careful not to elbow Jack in the stomach or punch Ianto in the kidney in the process.