(We're Alive: Michael/Angel) Day 29: Doing Something Sweet
Moving a cot into the guard room was both a blessing and a temptation, depending on who you asked. Kelly was adamant that it had been done just to punish her for falling asleep that one time while on watch by providing her with the constant reminder of what she wasn't supposed to be doing. But it had been put there for the benefit of those who could convince other's to share their guard duty.
"You really don't have to stay down here, Michael. That cot isn't very comfortable."
The sergeant just smiled softly at the lookout of the night from his position on the camping bed. "I don't have to, but I want to." He raised a hand to put it on the other man's knee. "You're gone so often on those missions that this is the only time I really get to see you. I'll take what I can get."
A hand covered his while another ran through his hair. Michael's eyes closed as Angel murmured fondly, "Get some sleep, sergeant. I'll keep watch over you as well."
