As Jacen was dreaming, I was waiting. I couldn't carry him out of the car and into the elevator, and then back into my apartment. He was too big for me to do it comfortably. And - I'd never admit that - I wasn't exactly feeling in my best shape at the moment. So,I just sat there, on the passenger seat, looking back at him. And thinking. Just thinking about us. About how I had found him cocky and arrogant as soon as we had met. And how, not long after, I was on all fours for him. Still am.<br/><br/>I touched his fur, feeling his warmth. It had been so long since the last time we shared a bed. I really didn't care that he was now Verecundia. I'd be cast out with him if there was no other way. There is, of course. I just have to claim him as soon as he feels better and he'll be safe.<br/><br/>I was startled when he screamed out, and kept my hand on him. "Calm down, puppy. I'm here. You're safe." I took a deep breath. "We're home, baby. I was just waiting for you to wake up so we can go up into<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">our</span></span>apartment. Don't worry about anything."