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Elliot rested her elbows on the table and placed her chin in her hands as she looked at him. After a moment, she looked to Kyle, "I think he is dwelling on it."

She looked down at the map and pointed to a section on it, "Here. Structurally sound. Strong think walls. Lots of exits and entrances and there isn't a way to approach it without being seen from a distance if we put people on the roof."

She leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms, "I think it is as good a place as any to set up camp."
Elliot smiled, "Good."

She rested against him, she loved the feel of him against her. She closed her eyes and just smiled. She couldn't imagine loving anyone else. Sorry, Kyle.

Elliot snapped her fingers in front of Kyle, "Oy, Mr. Dreamy, back to reality," She laughed a little. For a guy that was out in the field so often and was running a resistance, he sure did zone out a lot. She leaned against a wall and looked at him, "What ya thinking about?"

She liked the way he looked when he zoned out, like nothing really mattered. She looked to Kyle, who stood with them, they'd just been talking kindly when he dropped out of the conversation and stared into space.
Elliot grinned at him as she tucked her hair behind her ear. She laughed a little and smirked, "No one better.... And I'm not going anywhere... Just like you aren't. You are my one and only, always."

She kissed his cheek before lying her head back down on the pillow, "How are you feeling? Hurting at all?"
Elliot leaned into his kiss as he moved onto his elbows to kiss her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling her closer to him. When they broke the kiss, her breathing was heavy as she looked up at him. She laughed a little, "I... really don't mind this one bit."

She kissed him again, "I still imagine kissing you in all those corny ways... I guess it lightens my mood a little... with the imminent doom always looming," She pulled him back into the kiss again, not wanting to let go.
Elliot's eyes widened, "Two weeks before?!" She was amazed, how had she not picked up on that? Then again, not once did she pick up on Kyle. Maybe, she was just really bad at figuring out how people felt. That could be it. She laughed a little at him, "Kissing on a roof in a moment of peace, is totally cheesy romantic movie material," She kissed him, "What do you mean that was a long time ago? Have those imaginings changed?" She asked coyly.
Elliot pursed her lips as she thought, "Maybe a little after we met. Sorry, no love at first sight... also I think it might be a little wrong to fall in love with a guy and my parents funeral... I'd say... Probably an few weeks before everything went crazy. When I got a chance to know you... Figure who you were, how you ticked."

She laughed a little. She tried to think about if she every though about lying there with Jacob. She shook her head, "I don't think I ever really thought about lying on a bed with you... Nor did I disrobe you with my eyes," She teased, "I was more wholesome. Kissing in the rain, kissing in general, your hand in my hair... Slow dancing," She was blushing a little despite herself, "All that cheesy stuff. What about you, when did it all start and all the imagining of me?"
Elliot closed her eyes again when Jacob ran his arm under her own shirt. Her hand matched his movements, as it ran up her back, her own ran up his chest. She couldn't fathom how in love with Jacob she was. Had you told her three years ago, before everything broke out, that she'd be lying here like this with the shirtless Jacob, not only would she have probably screamed with glee like the pathetic teenaged girl she was and still was, she'd be utterly amazed. If you told her that it was her who made the first move, she'd be dumbstruck. It was amazing what possibly dying could do to a person.

She pressed herself against Jacob, removing any room left between them. Her hand moved along the upper part of his chest, in the small gap between them. She laughed a little at herself, at how spellbound Jacob had her.
Elliot closed her eyes when Jacob placed his hands on her cheeks, running his thumbs over them. She always felt like she melted into him, like she wasn't her own person when she was around him, like she was an extension of his being. However, it was in such a way, that she didn't mind. She opened her eyes again and looked at him, "It is... I feel like I'd worry about you less though... if you didn't have to go and fight giant robots."

She smiled at him and laughed a little, "But then who would you be, right?"

She winked before she looked away from his eyes, back to her hand trailing his body.
Elliot laughed when he took of his shirt, "I suppose that does make things easier," she smirked at him, "You know you love it."

She replaced her head on his forehead when he laid back down. She continued to run her hands over him, ducking under his arms, rubbing his shoulder. She sighed, "I know... I just... wish that you didn't have to...," she looked at him, only moving her eyes, "I just worry about you...."

She looked down again and bit her lip. She still hadn't told Jacob what Kyle had confessed to her. About him being in love with her. She wanted to tell him but she didn't know how he would react, maybe it was best that she kept quiet about it. Nothing was going to come of it. Not to mention, she didn't really want to tell him that one of the reasons he was trying to kill him was because of her.
Elliot laughed a little as she kept running her finger over him, "You forget? But you always tried to so hard to call me that just to bug me."

She was so relaxed just lying there with him, sliding her hands over his skin. The feeling of him against her hand. She ran her hand back up to his chest. Her hand poked out of his shirt as she rubbed his neck. His shirt moved up with his arm as it got caught on her wrist. She placed her forehead against his and sighed, "I don't want you to leave... ever again..."
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