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Braeden had never thought about time as something she had to worry about. She had been one of the thousands on the Ark that had taken it for granted--she had her whole life ahead of her. She had years to do everything she had wanted to do, and there was no need to make each moment a memory or special. Now she she knew otherwise. Now she wanted to take this moment and hold it close, so later it could be one of her last.

Bellamy lifted her up, and she wrapped her legs around him. This wasn't a passion filled tackle, but an emotionally charged one. One of love, rather then physical need. When he layed her on the bed, she was almost reminded of their first time, as she looked up at him. Reaching for her shirt, she pulled it off before reaching for him again. She didn't think she would ever be able to say goodbye to him. She never thought she would have too. "I love you," She reminded him, wanting to make sure he heard it now, clearly, when she wasn't begging him to stay. So he knew without a doubt that she did.

Braeden Quinn opened her eyes and knew without looking at that she was alone in bed. She could feel the slight chill from where his warmth had been recently. Rolling over so she faced the room rather then the wall, and so she was in his spot, she looked for him--which thankfully wasn't hard since the room they shared now was one of the smaller rooms. Most of the bigger ones went to families. They didn't need much space so for now they took a smaller one, until a more long term housing plan could be made. She had lived with Bellamy Blake Kane before the Ark went to Earth, so it had just made since to do it now.

When she found him, his back was to her, and it seemed he was only half dressed. Reaching for his shirt that he'd worn last night (and she'd promptly taken off), Braeden slightly pulled it on before tip toeing up behind him. Once she was close her hands slipped around him and one went north, up over his chest, and the other went south coming to rest just slightly tucked into his pant--a tease for what she wanted from her morning since neither of them had a shift his morning. The best part about Bellamy being in charge was that he didn't often have shifts because he his was working in the council room rather then on patrol; though she knew he worried about his father so she never spoke the words allowed. "You let your guard down," She teased, "I could make you my prisoner."

He thanked her for her reminder once again, and she turned her head up to look at him. They were standing side by side int he lift, and while her face was never soft--as it most of the time held a sarcastic, sassy, or smug expression; it was a softer look for her. She rocked slightly toward him, letting her shoulder bump him, before speaking. "You're welcome . . . what are friends for?" She was sort of brushing it off, not used to people thanking her for being nice. She wasn't overly an nice person, she was driven and tented to step on a lot of toes--but with Bellamy it wasn't like that.

As she rocked back to place, her gaze stayed on his, and she didn't look away from him. They both stared at each other for a moment, and she couldn't have to let her eyes drop down to his lips for a half second before they were drug back up to his eyes. She knew they couldn't start anything! He was her boss, they were friends, and exes who ended things on a good non-awkward. He was her boss! Blinking, Braeden looked away finally; and didn't say anything. They'd go back to normal after a cold shower and some food.

He grinned and she felt herself grin slightly brighter back. This was why she liked working under him--FOR him. Because they could be playful and have fun, rather then being all formal--which she liked being formal but with Bellamy it felt different. Like he was the exception to the formal rule. When they were in public she was formal and spoke with clear 'yes sir's but when it was just them it felt . .. fun.

He pushed the button for the elevator and talked about going to his room to clean up. Her eyes feel over him in a subtle look, and she regreated he was doing that. She liked his hair a mess, and the smell of him now. "Yeah, I should change clothes too." She reasoned, knowing that showing up in the messhall like this would make a few people stare. No use trying to draw attenion being they both were trying to blend in. When the lift came to them, she walked in first, and looked upa t him. "He's an ass hole, Kane. He is so jealous that he didn't get your job, and the only thing he has done is he older then you. He thinks his age should be his ticket." At least that was how she saw it. "He has always sucked up to my dad. He's always trying to talk to me about my dad too. Don't let him get i your head. We both know why you got this job. Your dad is too by the books to give you hand outs, and everyone knows it."

Braeden had to fight to hold back her smile at Bellamy's words, but she knew better then to lat Shumway see that she was enjoying anything--he would only turn his annoyance or attention to her and she didn't want to deal with him personally today. Quickly moving to the locker room, she grabbed her bag and left to wait outside the men's locker room so she would not miss Bellamy.

Technically they were off duty soon, so maybe after this she could get him to knock off a little early and let them hang out or something. Something to shake off Shumway's ass comments and something to lighten the mood. When she saw Bellamy walking out, she grinned up at him in a sassy way. "I was just here to see if you needed a personal escort too." She was mocking Shumway more then him, since Bellamy was the one who had given the order.

Braeden knew how comments that were small could annoy her, when it came to her father or her family name. But no one had ever been out right as ugly as that to her, and honestly, her father wasn't the vice chancellor of the Ark! He wasn't the head of security! Bellamy had it worse, and she hated it for him. Still, out of everyone here surely he knew she could relate to it. They had both been dealing with this since they were kids. "I can go up to 4th with you and let you put in the order and then many we can hit the messhall? Or find food of some sort?"