YPTS -- Dan and Tes

Sally, Dan, and Tes

Tes was passed out in a chair when they returned to the 4th Floor, so exhausted she slept through Sally inventorying the med supplies in Dan's room, gathering her bags, and heading with the stairwell.

"Tes..."

Tes stirred at the sound of the stairwell door squeaking open, then snapped awake just in time to see Sally give her a friendly, caring smile.

Dan was sitting in the next chair, within arms reach. He smiled, and before she could speak said, "I've made a lot of crazy moves in my life, Tesla ... and I've done a lot of stupid things."

He looks back toward the now empty stairwell, then reached his trembling hands out to Tes, and said, "But even your fairy godmother says that this is the right thing to do."
 
I'd never been so fucking nervous in all of my life. I took her hand in mine, in an attempt to slip the ring on her fingers. My hands were shaking like it was forty below. "It's actually a wedding ring ... not an engagement ring ... so ..."

Get on, god damn it! The ring was plenty big -- way to big for her thin little fingers -- but like a 17 year old trying to screw his girl in the backseat on a dark night, I just couldn't hit the hole.

I drew a deep breath, pulled my hands back, held the ring up to her, and said, "I'm sure I just need a pain pill."
 
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