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[five_steps_back]

Chloe didn't violently jerk awake or scream when she (finally, finally) woke up. She opened her eyes and stared at the bedroom wall, trying to convince herself she was home. She was safe. Her heart pounded in her chest, painfully, like it refused to beat in time. Joy was spooned against her from behind, a long line of heat pressed against Chloe from shoulders to thighs, but their legs weren't tangled.

It was easy to ease out of bed and silently walk to the bathroom. She was sick before she finally started sobbing, terrified, broken sounds as she curled against the bathroom floor.

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Joy laughed at that, low and warm, and went on stroking her hair. "That's true. I've seen Boomer find astonishing things."

[five_steps_back]

Chloe kissed her again, firmer this time, and slid a hand down Joy's back to rest on the curve of her hip. "He couldn't find anything more astonishing than you."