Title: Sweet Dreams
Summary: Set post Restoration.
"Maybe you're a figment of my imagination," Elizabeth muses. She's lying on his bed next to him, hand propped up her chin as she watches him.
Mac has to smile at that. "Really."
"Then how do you explain everyone else seeing me?"
She pauses, bites her lip. "Good question," she admits. "Group hallucination, then?"
He leans over, lifts her chin, and kisses her. "That feel like a dream to you?"
"Oh, I don't know, I've had pretty vivid dreams before--" She stops, blushes.
He grins at her. "Oh, don't stop now, Captain."
"It was just getting good."
She sighs. "I didn't mean it like that."
Somehow he seriously doubts that. "Oh, come on, Eppy, I want to hear all about--"
But before he can continue, Elizabeth grabs his shirt sleeves, pulls him to her, and brings her mouth down on his. He's caught off-guard, because that's something that he would do to shut her up, except that this time, she's the one trying to quiet him.
"That, that... was good," he says when they break apart. He pauses for a moment to catch his breath. "But I still haven't forgotten. It was a good try, though."
She rolls her eyes. "I'm so glad you enjoyed."
"Mmm, so am I," he replies, and leans down beside her again. "Now, about those dreams..."