> Talk about being to the point of exhaustion, Julia thought as she accepted
> the robe and mumbled something about being right out and closing the door
> long enough to put the robe on and toss the towel in the clothes hamper
and
> go back out, but she had just barely caught the fact he had asked her to
> rest. She moved past him and sat, almost fell onto the edge of the bed as
> she looked back at him tiredly. Julia didn't even put two and two
together
> about her being in a towel at the door.
>
> "Kat.." she murmured as, not even bothering with crawling up to get under
> the covers and only having the energy left to do exactly what she was
doing
> at the moment, she laid back on her side and curled up into the robe,
hands
> and feet barely peeking out as she seemed to use that itself as a blanket
> and laid her cheek on her hands covered by the cuffs of the robe and wet
> hair fanned out behind her "Get.. Kat..... 'nite.... Dere....k..."
>
Derek:
Derek was ready to hurry out of the room, when Julia spoke to him groggily.
So he waited patiently, though still feeling extremely embarrassed even if
his eyes were the only thing showing it. He did not look at her as she
emerged from the bathroom. In fact, he didn't really look at closely until
she collapsed on the bed, clad in his blue robe, praise God. It was odd how
small and vulnerable she looked curled up like she was. More like a little
girl Kat's age then the woman he knew so well. He cleared his throat again.
"Good night," he said moving towards the door. "Don't worry, I'll find
her." He shut the door behind him resting his back against it as he
collected himself entirely. Letting out a slow breath, he headed downstairs
insearch of the little girl in question. "Kat...." he called as he reached
the lower floors.
Derek
