For Now

(Disclaimer: all characters and situations are the property of Saban Entertainment/CW4Kids.)

(Author's Note: Thanks to Crimson-Curved, who posted hir own version of this moment just as it was coming together in my head, and convinced me to go for it. Hope you like it!)

For a moment, when he first opens his eyes, Len isn't quite sure where he is. Then he remembers: this is Kit's house. They came back here after the fight with . . . who was it? He can't remember right now. Then when Kit went out, Len fell asleep on the couch.

How long has he been out? Judging by the light coming through the window blinds, late afternoon. Maybe four, four-thirty. He should get moving.

He sits up and catches sight of a framed photograph of a young Kit with his father. He looks at it a long time, knowing what it's like to have someone who means everything in the world to you . . . and then lose them.

As he swings his legs over the side of the couch, he almost steps on Kit, who's stretched out on the floor between the couch and the coffee table. Len's jacket is spread over him like a blanket, and Len thinks, Didn't I have that when I went to sleep? For that matter, when did the kid come home?

Len reaches down to grab it, and Kit stirs slightly. He looks for a substitute, but all he can find is a big green pillow, which he drops onto the sleeping Dragon Knight.

The phone rings as he shrugs into his jacket, and for a moment he considers picking it up. No, no time now. Let the machine pick it up. Besides, it's not his house.

He wishes he could stay, hang out a bit until Kit wakes up. They have so much to talk about, still. But, for now, it'll have to wait. Saving the world comes first.