*dated Monday the 28*

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That Monday, Sonya never thought she'd be so glad to wake up. Actually, her first few nights on the island and way from the dungeon came close, but nowhere near this experience. After spending several days in a body that really just wanted to be worshipped and pampered , she wanted to experience 'life' again, and no longer sweat the little things-not that she ever did really, but being in the body definitely made her feel like it.

Then there was Scorpion. Because of her schedule, she was only able to meet him that early afternoon, after ITF and before her class, but the visit was long enough to know that he was back to normal-for him anyway. Sonya didn't think it was a bad idea, and spent the day to see of she could catch anything herself.

That evening, Sonya had to bounce at the jazz club, but that didn't seem bad either, because now she could actually 'appear' like a bouncer as well as behave like one. It also meant that with wasn't until around mid night she was able to go over to Scorpion's hut-which thankfully was a shorter distance from the club than from her own hut: the less tim it took the more time she would get to spend with him.

And this time, she planned on spending the night.

She practically ran over to his hut, still wearing the black cargo pants and tanktop, and knocked on the door.
"Scorpion, you there?" For all she knew he could still be outside.

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The door opened, and Scorpion stood at the doorway wearing a pair of black cotton shorts. He was glad to finally get time with Sonya. The woman was so busy!

"Sonya. Hello."

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Sonya paused, grateful that she could actually look at him and not feel weird about it as the time when Polly was 'wearing him'.

"Evening, Scorpion. Ready for bed already? The night's still young." She teased. "Or do you want me to come back at a later time?"

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He grinned at her mood.

"Let's see, ITF, classes, bouncing, and you need more? Or maybe the prospect of bed isn't as appealing as it was. I could go try and find Percy..."

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Sonya was torn between frowning and just being amused.

"Getting lonely without me, then?" She walked so she was next to him in the door way. "I was going to keep you company myself, but if you'd rather be with Percy I understand."

She leaned in close to him as she said this. "I may be busy, but that just makes our moments together even sweeter, wouldn't you think?"

It wasn't so much a question as a suggestion.

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He huffed his amusement when she suggested he would rather be with Percy.

He stepped back and motioned with his head as he told her, "Get in here." He was still amused, but hadn't intentionally made light of his talk during combat. It had just came out that way.

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She looked at him a moment before walking inside, taking off her boots so as to not track in dirt-military cleanliness taking its hold.

Maybe Sonya did feel a little guilty for leaving him like that, because she actually went over and gave him a tight hug, resting her head on his shoulder.

"I just haven't been great at being idle-feels good just to keep busy."

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He accepted her hug and put an arm around her.

"I don't mind, Sonya. I like the fact that you have a full life here. Do those things. It is good for you."

He closed the door.

"I, on the other hand, am perfectly content to fish most of the day. It's a simple and peaceful existence."

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Despite the humidity, his skin felt cool against hers-or maybe it was just because she'd been running.

Sonya smiled. "I'm almost jealous. You seem to have settled here rather quick: when I first arrived here.." She paused. "I kept busy so I wouldn't have to think, so I wouldn't go to sleep and dream." Thinking led to reflection, which led to memories she really didn't want to focus on.

Even after her time in therapy, she still felt sore talking about it, but similarily it felt good to say so infront of him-he wasn't the only one with disturbing dreams.

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Scorpion looked at Sonya and told her, "You need sleep and dreams. And to think."

He walked up behind her and put his hands on her shoulders and started rubbing.

"You should allow yourself to heal. You have been hurt, but you have a strong spirit. Breathe, relax, live."

He started working on loosening her up a bit. She held herself so tense sometimes.

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She took a deep breath and rolled her shoulders a bit.

"It's a process. Ten years of pain isn't going away after one year of R&R, but it's not nearly as bad now."

Sonya reached up and took his left hand, turning to look at him. "The nights I've been with you-I don't mind the dreams then."

So what if it sounded a bit cheesy and cliche-it was true: Sonya was a soldier, but a soldier was nothing without being part of a team.

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He assessed for for a moment, then told her, "Come, lie down."

He patted the bed for extra emphasis, then went to get a few items had had stored for this occasion. He lit a single candle and went outside to extinguish the nearby torch, making the area very dim and quiet. Scorpion then came back into the room, and took out a bottle of lotion he had taken from the Compound's supplies.

"You are a bit overdressed," he said quietly. He then proceeded to help her remove her clothing down to her underwear. He made sure to remove her bra as well so he could have full access to her back.

He squirted out lotion on to his hands, and then rubbed them together to get the lotion warmer before rubbing it into her back. He took his time as he set about his work.

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Sonya had to wonder if and for how long he had this planned, but she wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth. She helped him undress her, noting that it wasn't hurried or rough-he planned on prolonging this.

Once again, she settled on her stomach, resting her head on her hands. His hands were softer, slippier due to the lotion, and when she moaned it was due to the thought of them massaging other parts of her than just her back-though this felt nice too.

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He simply worked her over for more than a half hour. He was very patient with this. During this time, he moved on to her arms, her hands, her fingers, then her legs, ankles, feet, and toes. The Compound had an unlimited supply of lotion, so he used it liberally.

His goal was to drive out all of the physical tension she had built up. It was good for her, because once the physical tension was gone, the mental and spiritual tension could also begin working its way out. It was so difficult for Sonya to unburden herself in any way. This was his way of forcing some of it out of her.

Through this whole time, he said nothing. The noises of the night surrounded the isolated hut. It was quiet, dim, and there seemed to be nobody on the whole island except for Scorpion and Sonya.

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[OOC: after previous thread...]

After they fell asleep together, Scorpion began having dreams. He moved a bit on the bed and murmured quietly at first. It was followed by actual words.

"...sss...Sakura...no, run...take..Maseo..."

His brow was furrowed as if he was very concerned.

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His tossing woke her up. She was a light sleeper so that wasn't hard to do, and usually on nights like that she would try to ignore them, but this was the first night (to her knowledge) that he actually spoke in his sleep.

Sonya sat up and gently shook his shoulder. "Scorpion, wake up. Scorpion, it's me, Sonya."

She wondered just how bad it had to be for him to start muttering in his sleep.

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He bolted up and stared at Sonya for an uncomprehending moment. He still had a clear picture of the two of them. They had been alive. A dream? A dream.

Then he realized Sonya was still looking at him.

"Only a dream. We can go back to sleep."

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Sonya nearly got into a defensive position when he sat up, but relaxed when he didn't attack her from being half asleep. She frowned without being able to stop herself.

"You were talking in your sleep. You've never done that before."

They had gone to sleep naked, and Sonya handed him back the shorts he wore earlier before putting back her underwear on. She had no intention of leaving him that night, but she also had a feeling that it might be better for them to be somewhat covered before and if they discussed anything.

Sonya looked back at him after she 'dressed'. "I heard the name 'Masao'. That's a boy's, right?"

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He didn't answer at first, and put on his shorts instead. He had been having similar dreams the past few nights, but they had been clouded and vague.

Then, finally, "Yes. That was my son's name."

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Sonya didn't know what to think. On the one hand, it was good that he was starting to remember such details, but nightmares were never fun to deal with-though maybe such things could only be learned from nightmares.

She rested her elbows on her knees.

"Do you remember what happened in the dream?" Talking usually helped her sort things out: either to Joe or her therapist, both were gone now, but writing also helped.

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It was only because Sonya had grown so close that he spoke of what had awakened him.

"It's still very vague. I think this dream was just before they died. I was trying to warn them, but again, powerless to protect them."

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Sonya could relate to that: she had had similar nightmares about her brother, fiance..hell, everyone she had lost, she had nightmares of the events. What made it worse though, what that Scorpion wasn't around at the time of his families death, so he couldn't even prevent it that way.

"I wish I could tell you that they go away in time-but I'd be lying." They don't go away, you just learn to bear them easier.

"I'm sorry. I know it's inevitable that you start to remember more details, but that doesn't make the memories pleasant." Especially having to relive them.

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"It would feel a lot better if I could return the favor to whoever caused it to happen. Much better. Maybe I should be stopping by the bookshelf more often. It might decide to help me find out one day."

Not knowing infuriated Scorpion. Vengeance was much more difficult without a target.

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"Or maybe the island will send you another clue of some sort-if it's feeling that generous." Though she was doubtful-the island was fickle.

Sonya looked up at him. "Do you remember your wife's name? Since you recalled your son's name in the dream." Maybe focusing more on family and less on vengence will ease his mind. Not that Sonya had any qualms about letting scorpion settle his score with whoever was responsible, just now there wasn't much either of them could do.

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"Sakura. Her name was Sakura. I've started remembering brief images of her when I'm with you. Now that we're closer. She was a good wife, and a good mother."

He thought she would approve of him being with Sonya. Marriage ended with their deaths. If the island had not brought Sonya to him instead of her, then perhaps it was the will of the Elder Gods.

He turned to look at Sonya, then turned back to gaze at his folded hands and the floor.

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She found herself smiling a little.

"I'm flattered, though I never thought I'd be a suitable canidate to raise a kid." That was putting it mildly: the thought of being responsible for a tiny, dependant human scared her. "I also think that if our relationship if of any indication, you must made her very happy-career choice not withstanding." Sonya couldn't help but wonder what it may've been like to have an assasin as a husband, knowing his line of work and that their family was always at risk in a way: it took a special sort of woman to accept that way of life.