Elliot looked up at him and smirked, "I guess not."

She swung her leg over his waist and looked down at him as she lay on top of him. She kissed him deeply, her hands cupping the sides of her face. When she pulled away, her hands slid under his shirt again. She smiled at him, "I'm just saying that we're both seem healthy and fit after I got shot and you could get injured tomorrow... which means we probably wouldn't be able to do... things because of it," She bit her lip as she smiled him, talking in a round about way.