(for inyourdreams )

[gcpd]

John drove down to the cave and got suited up. The new one Fox had created for him was perfect. It was a snug fit but he was still able to move around.

The reason why John was suiting up tonight was because he'd heard a rumor about something going down in the city, so he thought he'd check it out. It could be nothing, but he wanted to be on the safe side. It was something about dreamshare. John couldn't find much other than it was a military training program but got shut down after losing its funding.

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[inyourdreams]

She eventually fell asleep in the bed with her ankle elevated, hoping the swelling would go down by morning.

[gcpd]

Around six, John got dressed back into his regular clothes and drove back to the hotel. Ariadne was in bed which made him relieved. He wasn't sure if she had gotten back okay or if she ran into any trouble. Quietly, he undressed and got into bed next to her.

[inyourdreams]

She moaned a bit when the bed dipped and her ankle shifted. She blinked her eyes open.

"Hey," she said a bit horsely.

[gcpd]

He noted the moan. "Hey, you okay?" It was dark so he couldn't see the pillow and her ankle.

[inyourdreams]

"Ugh," she said as she sat up and removed the now melted bag of ice from her ankle. "I went out for a bit and rolled my ankle off the side of the curb. I think it's just sprained."

[gcpd]

John reached over and turned on one of the lamps before looking at her ankle. It was significantly swollen. "You need to go to the hospital."

[inyourdreams]

"It's fine. I'm fine," she protested.

[gcpd]

"No, it's swollen. Come on." He felt a little guilty about it since he very well could've caused it. John got out of bed.

[inyourdreams]

"I'm not going to the hospital," she said. "It's a bad sprain. They can't do anything for that."

Besides, she was worried people might be on the look out for her. She wasn't sure if the Batman might have told the cops about her.

[gcpd]

"Seriously? What if it gets worse because you didn't go to the hospital? Someone needs to look at it," he insisted.

[inyourdreams]

"If it gets worse I'll go, okay?" she said. "I just want to go back to bed. I don't want to sit in an overcrowded ER for hours."

She was whining now, but she had a rough night. She was worried about her team and about what their employer would do about their failure on the job.

[gcpd]

"Fine, fine." He raised his palms before going to grab the ice bucket.

[inyourdreams]

She rubbed the heel of her hand against her eye and sighed before laying back down.

[gcpd]

John went out into the hallway to get her more ice before coming back and packing her another plastic bag and towel. "Where do you want me to put it?"

[inyourdreams]

Her foot as propped up on a pile of pillows.

"Can you wrap it around the outside part?" she asked.

[gcpd]

"Sure." He gently molded the bag of ice around her ankle. "Good?"

[inyourdreams]

"Yeah, thank you," she said.

[gcpd]

"You're welcome." John got back into bed beside her.

[inyourdreams]

She looked over at him.

"How was work?" she asked.

[gcpd]

"Fine," he said nonchalantly with a shrug.

[inyourdreams]

She nodded.

'You should sleep. You have to be up again in a couples hours," she said.

[gcpd]

"Yeah." He turned his head to kiss her cheek and then closed his eyes.

[inyourdreams]

She closed her eyes too, hoping she'd fall back to sleep easily.

[gcpd]

About three hours later, he turned off his alarm and got up to go take a shower.

[inyourdreams]

She woke up as well and checked on her ankle. The swelling looked a little better, but she was going to have a hard time walking on it for a bit. Maybe she could get the concierge to find her some crutches.

She hopped on one foot to the kitchenette area and started them a pot of coffee before collapsing on the couch and putting her foot up on the coffee table.