The Phoenix Bluff Bed and Breakfast, Port aux Basques (aka Sal's Place)

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Leeroy was sleeping soundly for what might be the first time since arriving on the island.

It was entirely possible that the prospect of six weeks' worth of no work as Sal re-assumed captain's role upon the Lukey (which meant that the trawler was undergoing a fresh round of repairs and a complete refitting, most of which would be done by Sal herself) was relieving much of the stress that he had been feeling lately.

Or maybe it was due to what happened the afternoon immediately following Jeimu's launch - when what he had come to know (although perhaps not as intimately as some of his friend) as the very presence of God had touched his brothers, instilling in them a sense of forgiveness.

All things told, he had lately felt a lot less responsible for everyone's well being. Or, rather, almost everyone.

He still wasn't entirely sure where things stood between he and Sam - she had her line of work and he was constantly worried about her - but, nonetheless, the two of them were spending an awful lot of their free time together.

She'd said she was leaving Port aux Basques early in the morning; and so it was his intent to wake up to see her off.

But for now, he slept.

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Sam nodded and got to her feet, offering him a shakey smile before she left the room and went to sit on the bottom step and watch Jav rush disorentedly around the kitchen.

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Jeimu was handling a cast-iron griddle, preparing to make breakfast, when she saw Sam sitting at the bottom of the stairs.

Walking toward her, she skillfully dodged Jav (who was looking for his left sock), missing his head by mere centimetres. It was like something out of the Matrix.

"Morning," she said with a grin. "Hungry?"

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"Huh?" Sam blinked absently. "No... where's Vic?"

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"Upstairs, last I saw him," Jeimu said with a shrug, wandering back into the kitchen, motioning for Sam to follow. "At least let me get you some coffee or juice or something..."

[i_salted_dean]

"Oh." She'd wandered off into her thoughts again, not hearing the rest or even starting as Jav banged through the door and bolted down the walk still fighting with his jacket.

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Leeroy wandered down the stairs, now fully dressed, and nudged Sam gently in the back with his foot.

"What smells so good?" he wondered.

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"Food." She looked up at him with a slight grin.

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"I dunno 'bout you," he said, "but I'm hungry as #&%@."

He stepped over her and walked toward the kitchen.

"Don't you have a spacecraft to be on?" he said loudly to Jeimu, who (of course) swiftly retorted:

"Don't you know how to just shut your mouth and eat some damn pancakes?"

And they were off again.

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Vic came down then and gave Sam an indecipherable look as he walked over and pried the griddle away from Jeimu. "Get the kid some coffee, she looks stunned."

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"Hey, give that back," Jeimu half-whined. "I was making crepes."

Realizing that Vic wasn't giving back the pan any time soon, she sighed and poured two large cups of coffee - one for her and Sam - and grabbed the sugar and cream before heading to the stairs.

"Got you some coffee," Jeimu said, handing Sam the larger cup. "What d'you take in it?"