TA lounge, early morning

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron wakes up, belly down with his face squashed against the arm of the couch. The first thing he's aware of is that his mouth is dry and tastes vile. The second's that this definitely isn't his bed and there's no one beside him. Third, something hard is poking in his hip. It's only when he rolls onto his back and pulls out $50 in monopoly money and a silver metal car that he notices the splitting headache.

"Oh boy," he mutters and tries to sit up. The world is spinning and his shoulder is stiff. "Not good."

He's got absolutely no clue how he got here, but he's going to take a wild guess that it involves monopoly and booze. Which really doesn't add up.

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Well that's good. But I'm sensing a But in big capital letters," she said. Her fingers moved up his spine, rubbing small circles trying to get rid of the tension.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"But," he said and moaned softly. If he could think, he'd probably realise that this way of questioning wasn't exactly fair. "We don't seem to agree on how I can get there."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"And that's the problem, huh?" She rubbed small circles right at the base of his skull. "And where exactly is there?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"USAF Academy," Cameron breathed.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Wow, I'm impressed." Her hands moved down his neck and over to his right shoulder, still rubbing to loosen up his muscles. "So what's the problem?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

He tensed up at the question and stared down at the couch. "He thinks I'm getting distracted from my studies."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

She felt him tense up, so she continued rubbing without speaking for a few moments, trying to give him time to relax. "Ahhh... Are you?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"No." It came almost automatic. He sighed. "I don't know. Maybe. I started a vampire hunt..."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel smiled, "I don't know, that might be considered tactical studies." Moving her hands across to his other shoulder, she went to work. "Are your grades suffering? Because if they aren't then I wouldn't worry about it."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"I don't know, I'll find out when we get our grades in." He winced a bit as his left shoulder wasn't too happy, but after the first feeling passed it got better and he relaxed further. "I've missed a few classes already, I'm out for Self-Defense at the moment..."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"You're hurt. I don't think anyone can hold it against you." She rubbed carefully, remembering that this was his injured shoulder. "Talk to your teachers. If they think there's a problem maybe you can do some extra credit or something to make up for it."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Sure, be practical about it." Cameron joked and closed his eyes again because that did feel good. "That actually might be a good idea."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I have them occasionally," Isabel smirked. "Is this helping at all?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron chuckled. "Uh huh, I think you might be here for a while."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Not a problem. After last night, I'm relaxing today." She laughed, "I'd forgotten how hectic it can be to run something like that."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"I'm sure it was lots of fun," Cameron replied. "Okay, not remembering stuff is weird."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Well, you can always ask Molly and Peter, you were playing at their table for a while." She started working her hands down his back, right to his lower spine.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"If they're not ready to lynch me when I get back, I'm going to assume I wasn't a complete idiot and act as if nothing happened." Cameron replied and stifled another moan. "Are you going to charge me afterwards?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel grinned, "No, no charge. But just realize I only do this for people I like. How's your head feel?" she asked as she worked on a particularly tight knot.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"I feel honoured," Cameron groaned. "Trying not to think about it, really."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Feel like being a victim? In a strictly good way?" Isabel asked with a laugh. "My friend's mom was really New Agey. She showed us some ways to get rid of headaches using massage. I can see if it would work on you."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron narrowed his eyes and looked over his shoulder. "If you promise it doesn't involve plingy plongy new age music."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"There will be no new age music," she promised and then held up her hands and waggled her fingers. "Just these."

Isabel slid back to the end of the couch and grabbed a pillow. She looked at it carefully before placing it in her lap. "Stretch out and put your head here."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

He could question it, but seriously, his back was feeling better and if his head could follow suit...

"Alright, as long as you don't hum either." He slid down the couch and lay back down which his head on the pillow. In her lap. Right.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Using her thumbs she started rubbing circles on his temples. "There will be no humming. Just talking. Mrs. Deluca was sweet, and some of the stuff she told us was great. But the rest of it? Just a bit crazy."