Here We Go Again (Two Others, mkay? :D )

Justin chuckled. "No reason to freak out, love. I'm right here," he said and stroked her cheek softly, smiling softly at her.

Deryk looked at her. "Do I get to hear the joke," he asked, wondering why she'd laughed out loud when nothing had been funny on TV.

Brittany blushed, resting her head on his shoulder. "Yeah, my knight in shining armor will protect me from needles and x-rays and stupid hospital gowns, though I've already dealt with all of them..." She grimaced, scratching unconciously at the the IV in her arm.

Alora smiled turning to look over at him. "Do you want to is the better question.." She knew she didn't make much sense, but it was just so funny to her. Maybe she;d try it at soem point in time, just to mess with him. Was he clausterphobic? She wasn't sure.

Justin took the hand that was scratching at her IV and kissed it. "No scratching, love," he said and kissed her lips softly and sweetly.

Deryk chuckled. "Yeah, sure. Let's hear it," he said.

Brittany blushed, smiling with a silly pout. "Aw, are you sure? It itches.. It's irritating. But, ya know if you can keep me busy then we won't have to worry about that will we?"

Alora laughed, shaking her head. "Are you absolutely positive? I don't want any weird reactions from ya okay?"

Justin chuckled. "Not in a hospital bed, and not until I'm sure you're completely healed," he said and kissed her forehead. "I don't want you to pull out your stitches."

Deryk looked at her, confused. "Yeah, I'm positive," he said, curious to what the joke was.

Brittany sighed. "Well see, that's not exactly fair.. And we can lock the doors.. And there's a chair." She smiled. "And besides, they did a liquid seal. No stitches... I think I want this pampering thing to start now..." She kissed his neck, chuckling.

Alora smirked, standing down. She held his hand still, turning back to him with a smile. She sat down on his lap, smiling at him. "Well, this was what was so funny. I hadn't intended on doin it but I kinda like this."

Justin chuckled and kissed her cheek. "Love, not while you're hooked up to the heart monitor and IV. You'll attract too much attention. Don't you dare think of ripping them out, either," he kissed her softly. "Maybe once we get you home."

Deryk looked at her curiously when she stood up, then blushed when she sat down on his lap. He swallowed, looking up at her. "This was funny," he asked, wanting so bad to kiss her and hold her tight against him. He resisted, though.

Brittany blushed, kissing him hungrily. "Justin. You're killin me... I... I could just turn the machines off ya know? Turn em off, lock the door, barracade the door... I think we could do that..." She slid her hand down his chest. "God, this medicine makes me so high too..."

Alora smiled, tilting her head to the side. "Weeeell, it was funny when I first thought about it because it was so random." They were close together, really close...

Justin could hear the heart monitor already going crazy with her heartbeat. "Baby, not until we're home," he kissed her and pulled away slowly. "I promise," he winked.

Deryk nodded in agreement. "It was random," he agreed, the urge getting greater as he felt her breath across his face. Damnit, the things she did to him... He swallowed again, fighting the urge.

Brittany closed her eyes, her mind and heart racing. "Justiiiiiiiin..." She looked at him, pleadingly. "As soon as we get home? Please?" She bit her lip, arching an eyebrow. If he couldn't figure out by the heart monitor, she needed him badly right now.

Alora smiled softly, kissing his cheek. "You get the joke now?"

Justin kissed her softly. "As soon as we get you home," he chuckled. "I promise."

Deryk nodded and cleared his throat; he knew his voice wouldn't sound right if he didn't. "Yeah. Funny," he smiled, clenching his free fist into the cushion, trying to hold himself from touching her too much and scaring her away.

Brittany sighed, curling up on his chest. "If you say so baby.. I don't feel like waiting that long though... I'm crazy for ya right now."

Alora sighed, resting her forehead against his. "Deryk. I really like you... You really like me right?" She figured she'd just out and do this as best as possible.

Justin smiled softly and stroked her hair. "I can make you just as crazy when we get you home," he chuckled and kissed the top of her head.

Deryk nodded. "Yes... Yes, I really, really, really like you," he murmured, looking up into her eyes.

Brittany whimpered, her heart starting to pick up again. "I blame the drugs for my severe horniness right now."

Alora sighed. "Then kiss me damn it..." She was never this bold, but she knew that that was the only way to get anything done with shy people.

Justin chuckled. "I'll take care of you once we get home, I promise," he held her.

Deryk stared at her to make sure she meant it, then pressed his lips to hers, wrapping the hand he had pushed between the cushions around her, holding her close.

Brittany sighed, closing her eyes to drive the constant images out of her head. "Alright.. I just hope they release me soon. You don't have to stay you know... You have to need some decent sleep."

Alora sighed into the kiss. This was what was right. She thought Justin felt right, but this was the kind of kiss that made her forget everything, even how to breathe.

"I told you; I'm not going anywhere until you're fully healed," Justin told her, his eyes closed as he held her.

Deryk kissed her softly, sweetly, releasing his hand from hers to caress her cheek. His dreams hadn't done her justice; her lips were much softer, her skin was warmer.

Brittany sighed, kissing his chest gently. "Alright love, if you say so..."

Alora smiled, pulling away. "See, that wasn't so hard was it? Though, I did forget how to breathe for a second..."

Justin smiled and nodded. "Yeah," he stroked her hair softly. "I love you, Brittany," he whispered.

Deryk looked up at her and shook his head, smiling softly. Well, she'd never know how much he liked/loved her, but it was a start.

Brittany sighed, hearing the door open and the rustle of papers on a clipboard. "I love you too Justin..." Her voice was a hoarse whisper now, her eyes closed heavily.

Justin stroked her hair as she dozed and laid his head back, letting his own eyes close.

Brittany bit her lip, opening her eyes a few hours later as the nurse came in, pulling out the IV needle. "Huh? Wha? Do... Um..." The nurse smiled gently. "The doctors said you're clear to leave. This young man with you, he's extremely careful of you, his arms never left around you." Brittany blushed, smiling down at Justin. "Yeah, he's really great."

Justin blinked his eyes open tiredly and yawned. "What's goin' on," he asked.

Brittany smiled. "I get to get out of here..."

"Am I stuck here," he asked with a chuckle. "Or can I leave, too?"