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Who Alex Reagan and You.
What: Alex needing company while she's being bored out of her mind and supposed to be taking it easy for a week.
When: Whenever you want it set for this week period!
Where: ~~Howard's~~ her and Strand's house
Warnings: None.

[Alex Reagan was not a still person by any means. She was someone who normally was a ball of energy, even when she was entirely sleep deprived and exhibiting all sort of bad judgment. Even the nights where she couldn't sleep, Alex got up, did work, did something so she wasn't just... laying there and not doing anything. This was something that she was seriously having a problem with after she'd spent the first day following the rescue basically sleeping and not being aware of the world. But now that at least some of that sleep debt had been paid off, Alex was bored, and restless and had proclaimed to Richard that she was losing her mind more than once.

Because she'd tried to work, he'd taken away her devices, which reminded her of being home when she was supposed to not use her electronics after ten pm. It was frustrating, because she was a god damn adult, but she'd also agreed to take it easy if he didn't push for her to go to the hospital. It wasn't Alex's fault that she couldn't manage to simply be stubborn and wear him down until he let her go back to normal. Nope, it was all Richard's.

Still, she'd managed to compromise for the big and comfy sofa and company so it wasn't a total loss. After all, she'd declared, that she didn't want random people in their bedroom, and she knew that he'd agreed, because well, Strand was private, save for when Alex put him under a microscope and she was making a good faith effort not to do that anymore. At least not here.

So, when people showed up to the stupidly ornate Victorian house that was still in the process of being put together inside, they were greeted by a annoyed Strand who informed them that "The insufferable one is over there on the couch. You deal with her. You may need wine, or scotch." Before he retreated to a nearby room. And when they came into the living room, Alex was propped up on pillows, and her bruises were in various shades of fading, and she just chirped out as if they were her best friend in the world even though they may not be:]

Hey!

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The one you just mentioned getting an engraving in.

Damn it.

[The words are muttered softly before she opened her eyes and looked up at him.]

I don’t suppose you could forget about that for a while, can you?

[Hopefully.]

No.

[He can and will be difficult.]

Why not? It's a surprise, Richard.

[For your birthday which is like a billion months away at this point.]

Then you should have kept it a better secret.

Come on, it's a present.

[A beat.]

Please?

I'll think about it.

[The truth was that he couldn't exactly un-hear it.]

[And she's just going to have to grouse:]

Now I've got to come up with another present, and that sucks because the watch was perfect.

I don't need anything.

[Getting presents after twenty years of not always seems weird.]

Of course you do, don't be stupid. I've sent you birthday presents for two years; I'm not not going to give you something when we're together!

[Alex sounds more than a little scandalized at that thought.]

It isn't, something I'm used to.

[He's used to passing it as if it's just another day. in fact, sometimes he even forgets when his birthday is or how old he is. But he won't tell Alex that.]

[Alex was firmly convinced that it had something to with the times that he'd elected to disappear, but she wasn't going to mention that. So instead she just countered:]

You might if you didn't give your edible arrangements to Ruby though.

She prefers them.

I sent her one too, you know. For Christmas. Not for your birthday. IT's not like she was going without!

She enjoys fruit salad more than I do.

Well, it wasn't like I could give you anything personal back then.

[And Alex just makes a vague gesture with her hand that is meant to encompass well, all of their past including journalism ethics, not dead wives, recordings and fights.]

They were fine.

[He didn't mind them, he just didn't understand why he was getting them and not his publisher or anyone else that wasn't him.]

Richard, they were birthday presents for you, you know, not for Ruby or anyone else. I mean, I wasn't about to send Christmas presents, but birthday presents are non-denominational and everything else...

[Though he would be getting one here.]

I don't recall ever giving a colleague a birthday present.

[He's just saying Alex.]

Well, I give and get presents all the time. I'm just nicer than you are. I mean come on, you've got a PhD in being a dick from Yale. Of course you don't give people presents.

[It's just said entirely matter-of-factly.]

They don't hand out doctorates in being a dick. Otherwise, most of the world would have them.

I don't think most of the world would have them, my love. It takes a special amount of dedication and talent. Like you've got in spades.

[And she's going to beam up at him like she's given him the best compliment ever.]

You'd be surprised the level of it that crosses my doorstep.

Would I really though?

[She's just going to arch a brow at him, because honestly, Richard. Really? It's not like you've just met.]

I doubt you believe anyone has crossed my doorstep aside from you.

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