for Jackson [AU]

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MacKenzie is a little used to island weirdness at this point but when she wakes up and feels soft, soft sheets and the rumble of central heating, she knows something's gone awry again. She carefully cracks open one eye and sees the interior of her midtown apartment. There's a warmth by her side and she peeks, relived that it's Jackson curled in bed next to her. Good. She's just been sent home for a little while and not permanently or, at least, not without Jackson.

"Jackson? Wake up. We're in New York again."

She's really not sure how this works but she's not inclined to question it too closely.

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[allfleshandblood]

He's always loved New York and he's certainly got no problem loving her so, when he registers what she's saying to him he just raises one shoulder in a shrug and wraps his arm around her.

"Fun town, darlin."

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"That's it? Not even going to question it?" Mac snuggles down against him and sighs, content. "I think it's cold out. I heard the furnace come on when I woke up. So, that means late autumn or winter probably."

[allfleshandblood]

"You're right here, aren't you?" he says, pressing a kiss against the back of her neck. "What's to get worked up about? I'd be worried if I was here on my own."

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"Not getting rid of me," Mac says, kissing his chest lightly. "Maybe we can be in New York for Christmas, right? That will be fun."

[allfleshandblood]

"As fun as Christmas ever is," says Jackson, brushing his fingers through her hair, keeping her close. "It's never been my favorite time of year, bt maybe you can change that, darlin'."

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"You will love Christmas with me," Mac says firmly. "I love it so much that it rubs off on everyone else. Besides. Think of the presents we can buy."

[allfleshandblood]

It's not his fault that his brain immediately goes where it goes. He arches an eyebrow, hand sliding lower on her belly, over the soft fabric of pajamas. "What kind of presents?"

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"I was thinking jewelry but I suspect it's not what you had in mind," Mac says, glancing down to where his hand is pressed.

"But toys too, if you want them. I wonder if the ones we bought last time are still here? It's worth checking."

[allfleshandblood]

"I could get behind that," he says, hand still firm on her, pulling her back against him, thumb stroking against her skin. "We could probably manage a helluva lot of fun, darlin'."

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"We always do," Mac says, laughing warmly. "I'm so happy that I'm home. I'm glad you turned up with me, too. I would have missed you terribly if I came back without you."

She's really fallen for him in these past months and she loves him deeply. "Let's check my drawers and see what's there, hmm?"

[allfleshandblood]

"Why don't you get up and see?" he asks her, kissing down to her shoulder. "I am perfectly comfortable where I am, sweetheart."

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"Lazy," she accuses gently. "I'm the one in a delicate condition." Still, she gets up and tugs open the drawer of her nightstand, grinning when bottom drawer is full of toys.

"Just like we left it, I see. That's promising."

[allfleshandblood]

If he said that he didn't watch the way she bends over with keen interest, he'd definitely be lying. He grins, leaning back against the pilllow.

"So I suppose it's just a case of what you're in the mood for, darlin;."

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"You, mostly," she says, pulling out the toys and laying them against the bed. "Is there anything in particular you want to see, Jackson?"

She isn't quite as adventurous now that she's started to show but she can still move around easily enough.