Stay with me

DISCLAIMER:

Gotta love that part huh? ... i dont own anyone, they belong to square-enix .. i just like to see them bang.. thank you.

Warning: .. i'll definitly write this in every fics i write.. I am french.. bear with me XD my english isnt as good as i'd like and i dont know all the pretty words that should be used.


Note: ... this is the last time i pair Vincent with a girl.. took me ages to finish this fic >_< .. and to see him with a woman.. no no.. only women i want to see him with is Geostigma and me.. but.. errr.. yeah we have a special bond XD !!!!! ~Ducks geo's wrath~

IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK!!!! .... (yet? XD ~gets shot!!~ )

ok.. enough with stupidity.. and on with the fic >_<

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Stay with me

Shadowgirl669


A Voice
A scream
A gunshot
A fall

And then... nothing, I am sitting in a bed, panting and sweaty, wondering where I am and why I haven't knocked myself on something solid over me.

Oh... it's true. I am no longer there. It will take time getting used to this... a lot of time.

I let myself fall on my back, sighing, with my right hand on my forehead. I hate nightmares, and no matter since how long those events happened, I still live them almost every night.

My head is throbbing in pain, proving me I am... still alive.

Where am I again? .. Right, the Highwind.

We all barely escaped Juno and got Tifa away from certain death. The only one missing is Cloud.

Everything happened so fast that I am not even sure to have understood it all... Sephiroth, Hojo, Rufus, then Cloud giving the black materia to Sephiroth, Then huge monsters appearing everywhere.

WEAPONS.

We all boarded the Highwind and escaped the northern crater. Why has the president of ShinRa let us in? I still wonder. It would probably have been faster to let us all die over there. Strange how peoples are at times.

Of course, Hojo was aboard the ship as well, and I knew that, from how he was looking at me, he probably wanted to continue with more experiments on me. It took everything I had to control myself and not just blow his head there. I didn't want to risk any battle with the two groups: Them and us. Not when Cloud barely got lost and half of the team was in shock.

So I waited, and as soon as we landed, many escaped. However, Barret and Tifa didn't have time. Maybe since they were closer to the events of Sector 7, as they talked about one time, ShinRa kept them more securely.

But everything is back in order now. We are all together and we even stole the Highwind. No more sailing around the world on the tiny bronco.

No... not everything is back in order. Cloud is still missing.

The kid disappeared after the cave collapsed at the Northern Crater... sad fate. But Tifa still holds on to hope. She hopes to find him again. Many still hope...

There was a time I was hoping too.. but I got proven wrong after a while. Oh, it wasn't for the same reasons.. It all happened so long ago.

I think I am best placed to understand how Tifa is feeling right now. Pity that Cloud is so blind to her. I wish.. I wish Lucrecia would have been like Tifa, toward me..

I wish Hojo was not there.. I wish to be back in time..

I let go of a long painful sight and get up, I know very well that I won't be able to fall back asleep anymore. After all, I've been sleeping for 30 years...

Mourning over someone does things to you.. I just hope Tifa will be able to stand it better than I...

Maybe.. I can help her..

I sigh again... Will she really take any advice from someone who went in a coffin for 30 years and still hasn't got over the woman he loves? Who am I kidding.. I better just stand away and wait. I will probably just depress her more than she already is..

I turn on the lights of my room and decide to go on the deck, fresh cold air will probably do me better than staying here. I quickly dress up and get out, where I walk around, slowly, making sure not to make any noise. Metal boots on metal railing can be so noisy...

I climb the few stairs that lead to the deck's door and in a matter of minutes, I am outside, the burning of the cold wind biting at my face. Changing the pain of place...I wish it would freeze my heart, stopping it from aching so much.

I walk a bit and lean on the railing, looking at the horizon. The moon is high up in the cloudless sky. So calm and beautiful. I could probably stand here forever and a day, just watching the night sky.

I feel something approaching me and before I can even turn around, I hear a feminine voice.

"You are awake? Is it my fault?"

It's Tifa.. did I awake her?

I shake my head.

"No, you haven’t."

"I woke up about an hour ago. I cannot find sleep any more."

She looks like if she hasn't slept for days, even if we escaped Juno yesterday. Cloud disappeared a week ago but Tifa spent most of that time unconscious. This bought us all time to prepare our escape and get them free, her and Barret. But she still looks like the weight of such a loss is too much for her.

"Are you.... all right?"

Maybe I can... have her talk about it. They say that admitting a crime is to have it half forgiven. Maybe talking about her sadness will relieve her.

"I don't know..."

She turns around and leans her back on the railing.

"I just cannot get all this out of my mind long enough to sleep.. I just toss and turn. That's all... the thing that is the most in my mind is that he doesn't even see me anyway. He never considered me as more than just a friend...and I never told him anything either... and now .. maybe it’s... I can’t.."

She sighs longingly.

"I am just, unable to hold my thoughts onto one right now. Sorry if I bother you."

"Don't. You have nothing to be sorry about Tifa."

"You, out of everyone, probably know what it feels like to..."

She stops, unsure. I think she doesn't want to bring my own experience into the subject. Maybe she thinks I got over it or just doesn't want to put more pain in the wound?

"I shouldn't do this...sorry again.."

Stop being sorry Tifa... you are doing nothing wrong.. I think, looking toward the sky again, then continue her phrase.

"What it feels like to lose someone that doesn't even see we exist?"

"Hmm hmm.." She nods.

"Yes... I know what it feels like. I wish I didn't, though."

"I cannot stop thinking he is out there, somewhere. He cannot be gone, I don't want to believe this outcome... Not him.."

How can I say to a broken hearted woman that I don't think we will ever find him? I cannot lie either and give her false illusions..

"It would be better if you ... give it a few days Tifa. You are still shocked with what happened and your thoughts are going everywhere at the same time."

"I know.. I cannot help it though.."

Understandable.. It took me so long to believe Lucrecia was deceased... and even to this day, I have trouble believing it. But the odds are against me.. as they are against her.

"...Vincent?"

"...yes?"

"How.. How did you do to ... not go crazy after ... losing Lucrecia?"

"Because you don't consider me crazy?"

.... That was really intelligent to ask... But when I think of it. Not getting out of a crypt and a coffin that I just could have torn it to shreds in mere minutes, because I am thinking of Lucrecia all the time isn't quite the best sign of sanity.

"....No, I don't Vincent.. I.. can even understand why you went there. Right now, I just want to hide away, pretend everything never happened. Or maybe even go back in time, and change everything.. or maybe.."

She shivers, holding onto herself and looks at the ground. I take off my cloak and put it around her shoulders. It may be in bad shape, but it will keep her warm.

"... thank you, but.. aren't you going to be cold?"

" I am more dressed than you are, keep it."

She faintly smiles, funny how a little something given in a time of despair can make someone feel better. She is probably imagining that the weight of the cape around her shoulders is Cloud's arms... But at least, she smiled, for a second, before holding on to the mantle and snuggling on it.

"You are so nice Vincent.."

I cannot answer to this... It's been a while I haven’t received any compliments. I think ... I forgot what needed to be said.

" ... did you.. have you.. been able to.. forget?"

I shake my head.

"No.. if there is one thing, in my life, that I will never forget, it will be that day...or more, those events. There are many things I wish I did differently. But I realize that for three decades, I have been clawing at my own mind with all this, and in vain. Nothing changes, the past is only there to learn from it.."

" Hmm... "

"... Don't end up like I did Tifa... it would be a shame to see someone like you do this. Never do what I've done."

" .... I look up to you. "

"What? No Tifa."

Look up to me? I am so far from being any sort of model, what is she talking about? But before I could place another word, she pursued.

" Vincent ... yes you have been away from everything for 30 years. Whether it’s by will or force, it doesn't matter. Look at yourself now, you are still continuing. You are still alive and able..able to talk about this.. to help me. You are here Vincent, when everyone else is just in too much in shock or doesn’t want to let any emotions appear. Yes you spent three decades sleeping, but... you survived...."

Still unable to reply to this... it’s the second time she makes me lose words.

"Right now.. at this very moment. I just want to hide and cry, probably disappear, die, I don't know! But you are here, showing me that there is a way out of this mess. With or... or without him. I.. "

She clings to the cape, as if it was her own strength source and hides her face in it, muffling her voice.

" I ... don't want to believe I will never see him.. but..but.."

I cannot take it anymore...and something urges me to her side, to hold her. I take her into my arms and rub her back, holding her like onto something precious. She reminds me so much of me, and through her, I remember how painful it was in the first days... I don't want her to be alone like I was. Maybe if, at that time, I had someone by my side, I may have recovered.

I won't stand by and watch... not anymore.

She breaks down in my arms. I never saw her like that. Even when Aeris passed away. Both women were close, I know it. She was extremely sad and upset, but she always kept her head up high. I don't know what she was doing in silence, in hiding. And at that time, Cloud was there. They were probably helping each other... and now he is gone.

...... and she came.. to me. Not Barret, not Nanaki, Not Cid or Yuffie.. not Cait.

She came.. to me.

I wait for her sobbing to calm down, I cannot remember how long it took and, in a way, it doesn’t matter. She can take all her time. She slowly lifts her head, her cheeks stained with tears. She looks even more tired than before.

"Tifa... come with me."

She gives me a quick unsure glance but blinks it away and nods. Still holding her around the shoulders, I lead her back inside the ship. We go downstairs and enter the dinning room, where I make some tea for both of us. She sits down, waiting.

"You'll stay with me tonight. There is no need for you to be alone right now."

She shakes her head

"...oh, no Vincent, I don't want to be a burden to you. I already asked so much out of you."

" You haven't. Do not worry yourself with this matter. You are in no condition to be alone right now."

I turn to her and somehow, I faintly smile. I don't want her to think she is a burden to anyone, and mostly not me. Of all the group, I probably am the dead weight, not her.

"You are not alone. Everything.. will be alright."

Have I really said that? I turn around again, unable to face her. I can and cannot understand why I am like this. I understand her, I know what she is going through, but at the same time, I barely know her, barely know anyone in the whole group. I thought that all my feelings vanished with my long slumber.... can they have, somehow, survived?

Once the tea done, I hand her a cup and take mine, before I lead her to my room. A few on the ship are not sharing their room. I had a lucky pick and took the string that allowed me to be alone. Cloud and Tifa will share rooms, at least.... if we ever find him. This is why I didn't want her to be alone over there. It is not the time.

She enters my room and puts her cup on the night table, looking around. I have a small round table with a book on it and a candle holder. I put long dark sheets at the window, not because I hate the sun but because it always takes me a little time, in the morning, to get used to bright light, another thing to blame on my 30 years of withdrawal. After about 20 minutes I am fine. On my other night table, there is my gun. I always keep it close though I know that, in the ship, I don't need it. The peoples who had this room didn't care about decoration. I don't really mind right now. As long as it's a room.

"Your room seems calmer than mine... Cloud hasn't been in ours yet, but I feel like his ghost is there. It's so chaotic.."

"I understand.. Just.. try not to think about it right now"

She faintly nods and sits on the side of the mattress. Almost undaring to make herself at home. I put my hand on her shoulder.

"Don't feel shy Tifa. It’s all right."

She nods again and gets more comfortable.

" I'm.. I'm sorry Vincent. I really feel like being a burden right now..."

I shake my head.

"There there.. stop saying such things. I am the one who told you to come after all. If you were a burden, I wouldn't have offered you this."

I pass my hand on her cheek, putting my fingers under her chin and lifting her head.

" You are worrying yourself over so many things that you just cannot think clearly right now. Finish your tea, talk as much as you want, I will listen, then try to fall asleep. I'll be right here if you need me."

I see her bite her lip, uncertain.

" Is there something you want to say? "

" I... uhh.."

" Just go ahead. There is no need to hold anything. What is said inside this room will always stay here. "

" ... It's just that.. I think I, misinterpreted you. I used to think that... though you are always there in battle, making sure everything goes fine ... I thought.. you didn't care about.. anyone... "

She looks away from me, so this is what she thought?

" .... I also thought I didn't care... or more like, I don't want to bother anyone. You are all after one goal while I hopped on to pursue mine. I thought it was like that. I'd follow you, till you reached Hojo, then once he'd be gone, I'd just leave. "

I sigh and pursue.

" But... I don't feel like that anymore. When I think of it, I have to continue, to make sure you are all safe. Not to add another sin to my list.. It may appear strange, but.. I like it in the group. I also want to continue so I can put a stop to Sephiroth's project... even if.. even if this means.. killing the son of the woman I love. I want to free him from this madness, from Jenova. If his mother is still alive.. which I no longer believe in.. I wouldn't want her to see what he has become. And if she is deceased... I want to send him to her. "

She thinks, for a moment. Sometimes, I wish I could read people's thoughts.

" You don't bother anyone ... trust me. Yes, maybe we can find you... err.. "

She blocks again and I give another faint smile.

" Say it. "

"....strange... but.. I know we care about you. "

Strange..? I guess it was to be expected after all... from how everyone who isn’t in the team look at me, I cannot hold it against her to have also thought like that.

" .... I know you care. It's been a while that I had someone ... by my side. "

" You'll get to like it.. I'm sure of it."

She smiles again, then does the most unexpected thing. She gets closer and hugs me, hiding her face on my neck. I freeze there, my thoughts going around at the speed of light. This action surprised me, and once I am back to my senses, I embrace her, rubbing her head.

We stay like this for several minutes. It's been a while that I felt any human contact, and even longer the touch of a woman. For a moment, I think that it is not only her that is getting better with all this talking... She helped me a lot, without even knowing it.

She lifts her head away and sigh.

" I am glad.. not to be alone. Before I talked to you... I thought.. no one would be there."

I caress her face again ...

" You are not alone ... I am here. "

....and put a small kiss on her forehead. She crisps in my arms and I realize what I did, giving myself a mental kick. This is definitely not good...

She looks at me, straight in the eyes, and I see something in her own eyes... something that I cannot describe, and something I know isn't anger. She faintly bites her lip then gets closer...

.... and kiss me.

This time, I am the one taken aback. How.. why.. no, she can't!!

....but...

No.. she cannot do this, not now. She isn't herself, she just needs someone to be there for her, by her side. Cloud will be back to her and she'll just despise what she is doing now.

....but...

"...Tifa.."

She pulls away, putting her finger on my lips, hushing me. I shake my head.

".. No Tifa.. we can’t.."

" Vincent... I.. just one.. "

She is looking for words to convince me. I can see it in her eyes. But what if..

" But.. Tifa..What if.."

" .... with what ifs.. Cloud would be here.. Lucrecia would be here.. You helped me push all this away.. for a moment and I felt.. in how you held me.. That, you needed.."

She swallows and takes a long breath

" Felt that you needed to be touched, cared for... and .. I need it too.."

" But.. what about... "

She hushes me again and gives me another faint smile.

" You said that everything said here would remain here right? Just one night.. nothing more.. can you.. accept this?"

I look at her, my thought still going around so wildly...to be touched, to hold someone, it's been so long.. just one night? One time?

I shove my thoughts out of my mind... for once, I will do something on the spur of the moment and think about it.. after.

I approach my head, lifting hers with my finger, and we both melt one in the other's mouth. My heart skips a beat, this feeling.. it has been so long, so far away. I can barely remember the last time I touched someone, less the last time I kissed.

I feel her right hand reach for my head while her left arm is wrapped around my waist and I copy her, gently pushing her on her back, laying her head on the pillows, not breaking the kiss. I gently lay over her and take my hand away from her hair and caress her face. Already, I can hear some soft moans coming from her. I sigh, it's really been a very long time... All those feeling that I locked away, those physical needs, they are now awakening. I manage at best to keep control, not to simply take her but the need is pressing onto me.

Our lips part and before she can move, I dig my face in the confines of her neck, kissing and nibbling around. She lifts her head allowing me to move at ease and holds me tighter, her hands moving around in my hair and lower back. She gently grabs onto my bandana and pulls it away, and I undo the snaps of my cloak she still wears, giving me more skin to ravage. She lays her hand on the back of my head and whisper my name, digging her fingers in my hair. She lifts one of her legs and encircles one of mine, rubbing her ankle on my inner thighs. Such an insignificant movement to some, but to me, it's enough to send violent shivers down my spine. I put my left arm on the bed, laying on it while digging my fingers into the covers and free my right hand to caress her sides while still nibbling around her neck and upper chest. Her hand that was on my lower back, moves on my hip and I can feel her thumb digging in between our bodies, taunting me. Reaching so close yet so far, I sighed a moan, digging my fingers deeper into the covers, knowing that I could very well tear that area to shreds if I lost control. Her hand left my hip and moved up to my chest.

I wince, holding my breath then tense up, another shiver running down my spine, But this time it was not of pleasure but almost pain and fear. Quickly, it dawns up to me. All those marks...what will she say? I swear they still hurt at times even if I received them so long ago. Marks of a history pushed into my body, physical remains of a past I long to forget.

I don't know for how long I froze but it was long enough for Tifa to put her hand on my face, with a puzzled look in her eyes.

"Are you ok?"

I weakly nodded.

"...yes, I.. am fine."

"...Are you hurt? Let me see.."

Her hand reaches for the buttons of my shirt but I stop it, shaking my head.

“.. No.. I am not hurt. It's not that.."

She gives me another questioning glance before using her other hand to unbutton my shirt. I tightly close my eyes, biting my own lip and clench my hands. She holds my right hand tightly, rubbing her thumb on the top of it.

" ...calm down Vincent..."

I do not respond and shiver once I feel air on my bare chest. She pushes my shirt on my shoulders and then, nothing. She doesn't move, talk or even breathe.

Seconds seemed like an eternity and I dare a glance toward her. She is looking at my chest, almost lifeless, probably trying to comprehend what happened...

Delicately, her hand reaches for one of them, over my heart.

".....Hojo?"

I nod. This is one of the results of me interfering with all his experiments, the result of my failure to Lucrecia. My punishment...

"...how could he..."

Her voice was so soft that I almost didn't hear her. Slowly, one by one, she traced them with her fingers, ever so gently. At first I winced again, every time someone touched me there, it ached. I know she wouldn't hurt me, but the habitude it there. After a while, I get used to it and I close my eyes, letting her do, releasing her other hand. She continues to feel around, over my heart, my chest, my stomach, the base of my neck. I feel her hand stop on a smaller mark I have, one I recognize by being the star-shaped one. So close to my heart but missed it by a few inches. It's when Hojo shot me. I went in the basement to confront him in a blinding rage and didn't take my precautions. I underestimated him and payed the price. I should have took him down instead of starting an argument with him...

Taking me out of my thoughts, her other hand reaches for my head and pulls me closer to her. Before I even have time to react, her lips cover mine and we melt into another kiss. I can almost forget what just happened as we pick up where we left at. Maybe I am not as disfigured as I thought...

I once again rub her sides and she goes back to my chest while wrapping her left arm around me. Gently, she pushes on me, making me land beside her then goes on top of me. Her lips part away from mine and descend on my cheek, my chin, my neck, while her hands push on my shirt to completely remove it. I arch backward, helping her out and she digs an arm in between my lower back and mattress. Not once has she stopped kissing and softly biting around my neck and once my shirt hit the ground, she kept on going lower. Trailing on my chest, kissing and feeling around it with her left hand while holding me tightly. I let out a strangled whimper, clenching my left hand in the covers again. Somewhere, in between the sounds of her kissing, I can hear her hushing me, comforting me. Her hand reaches for my face and gently rubs it while she still attacks me with long and passionate kisses.

My good hand reaches for her head and I hold her to my chest. Gods it's been so long.. each of her kisses are burning into me. I want this single moment to last forever, to feel someone on me. I feel her lips latch onto my right nipple and I gasp, arching backward. For a moment, she toys around with it, possibly amused with my reaction, then resume kissing her way back to my mouth.

My hand snakes down her head and reaches her upper chest. Shyly, I go down to her breast and delicately rub it. Her arm, which she was holding for support, almost gives in as she lets out a long mewl which I catch into my mouth. She shivers, her will almost renewed at this contact. She straddles my right leg and feels around my side and hip, still kissing. I gently lay my left hand over her head, holding her close and make my way under her shirt, lifting it up. She helps me with removing it and I pull her closer, to once again nibble at her neck, still rubbing her breast with my good hand. For a second, I look down at what I am doing and this is when I see it: A long and white mark that she has, going from one side to the other of her chest. I freeze, who could have done that to her? I put my finger over it and she half heartedly smiles.

" From Sephiroth... "

Sephiroth? I cannot help but wonder when all this madness involving his will stop. All this that started so long ago with Lucrecia, Hojo, Gast and I ... when will it stop?

".. I am sorry.."

" You don't have to be, Vincent. It's all right now, I barely think about it. "

I nodded, I guess it is all right, but she doesn't seem to matter about it. I go back to her neck, gently, drawing another moan from her. I push myself from laying on the bed, bringing her with me and sit up holding her tightly. I push on her legs to have her straddle both of mine and gently arch her backward, kissing lower, until I reach the top of her chest, still pushing on her so she is the one laying down again. Her hands reaches for my back, my neck, my head, being almost everywhere at the same time and I attack her breast with soft bites, gently sucking on the tips. She gasps and arches backward, letting a long shuddered breath out.

Slowly, I grind on her, sending shivers into my body and getting her to moan again, rubbing me with more fervor. I hear her whisper my name, pulling on me to reach my lips again while her other hand trails down, her fingers digging under my pants. She moves her hand aside and reaches for my groin and I tense up, once again digging my left hand's fingers into the covers, mewling. While moving her hand upward, she lets the tip of her fingers touch my hardness and jolts of pleasure sparks throughout my entire body, rewarding her with a long moan. My arm, on which I hold myself from completely laying on her, shakes as she passes her fingers on it again, moving downward and I drop to my elbow. I feel her fingers wrap around me as she moves up once again and I almost scream, this simple movement being almost too much for me.

She continues her moves, very slowly while I go back to her lips, sending my hand down to her inner thighs, slowly moving up under her skirt. She faintly squirms at my touch, so near of her femininity and throws her head backward, whimpering. I feel her hand leave the confines of my pants and reach for them, unbuttoning them and pushing them down. Holding myself up with my right arm, while still slowly passing my fingers through her nether hair, I help her with the removal of my pants with my left one. Once thrown off the bed, I lean forward and encircle her shoulder with my left arm while digging my face into her neck while my right hand's fingers dig under her panties, making her gasp again.

She whispers my name and grabs onto my hair, spreading her legs. I keep on passing my fingers over her for a moment, before attacking her skirt away. I need her..

She lifts her hips and the remain of her clothing face the same fate as mine did earlier. I lean back on her, bringing my hardness close to her. The heat of her body on it sending me waves of pleasure and I can only imagine what it will be in a few moments.

She lifts on of her leg and encircles mine again, and moves me upward, making me grin on her. I shiver, delightfully moaning.

I open my eyes, and look at her face, questioning. Is she sure? Sure of all this? There will be no turning back in a few seconds and I want to know if this is still what she wants, even if it seems so obvious.

She sends her hand down to my hip, caressing it and guiding me. I place myself in between her legs and with a slow movement, sink within her.

The heat, nothing like what I felt on her skin mere minutes ago. She gasps, closing her eyes and grasps onto the skin on my shoulder. My body threatens to collapse from the sheer pleasure of this and I summon all my will power not to crush her underneath me. I wait a few moments, unable to move, then slowly draw back before sinking in her once again.

Both our voice merges, her long moans and my keen cries, as one single song, as I make my movement faster. I know very well that, with the feeling I am getting from this, I will not last long. It's been a long time, way too much time..

She parts her legs wider and I reach deeper within her. I feel her softly clawing at my skin on my back while mewling and I move faster again. We call out each other's name, forgetting about the world around us, about where we are. Nothing matters anymore, only her and I.

We kiss longingly, swallowing each other's voice, tangling our tongues together. This lovely taste of hers driving me crazy, feeding my will for love, lust, life. I forgot, with time, what it even was like and tonight, I feel as rediscovering it, as learning about life, through her, through this moment. Losing track of time, our long dance continues.

Within time, I have her almost screaming and she buckles up. I know I brought her to this special state and I am relieved to know this, as I can no longer hold on. A few seconds after hearing her, I relinquish, my vision swimming and blurring. My breathing hard and unequal.

I withdraw myself from her, laying by her side and she turns toward me, smiling and snuggling. I caress her hair and grab a hold onto her, holding her close. Her heat, her scent, her touch filling my every one of my senses. I lay a kiss on her forehead and I hear her faintly giggle.

Throwing my arm behind me, I manage to grab a hold of the sheets, hoping it will be long enough to cover us both. Somewhere, my prayer must have been heard and I hide her underneath the blanket, making sure she loses nothing of this heat.

"...thank you Vincent."

" ..... You are welcome. Now, try to sleep Tifa. You need it."

I smile and my breathing comes out in a faint laugh. She snuggles closer to me, almost entering my body and slowly, I feel her body calm down, her breathing, soft and long.

" Thank you Tifa... "

I hear her distantly moan an answer and I lean my head on hers falling asleep as well.