Everyone's asleep: you and Junior right here where I can keep an eye on you, Hero in the next room, Ciba and Vlad tucked away, Natalya sleeping through guard duty -- again -- but I don't blame her. There were plenty of times I was out staking a bounty and just got too damn bored to keep my eyes open. Besides, you know you have me here. Never let a damn thing happen to you, not when I'm right by your side. This search for Yorick reminds me of one thing I learned when Jet and I were partners, and that's that finding one person in a sea of people takes a little bit of skill and a hell of a lot of luck. Now don't laugh if I talk about faith, but I don't mean religious faith here. Still, you have to have faith that you're going to be able to find the guy you're looking for or... the whole thing's nothing but a waste of time. Sometimes it feels like that anyhow, but other times perseverance pays off.
Hell, by this time I'm plenty curious about the guy. I want to meet him too. I want Junior to meet the guy responsible for her being here. I guess I owe him a lot of thanks for a lot of reasons: for leaving things so you and I could find each other. For fathering Junior. There's no such thing as too many Beths and I can't even imagine what my life would be like without the two of you. So even though it's been a hell of a year, Slim, I'd do it all over again just so I could be sitting here watching you sleep so peacefully. Ditching the cloak would be nice, but if it's what lets me stay here, then I say thank fuck for the cloak, right?
The only regret I have about the way things have gone is that back at the bar I got all selfish and complacent: we had it real good there, even if we didn't always know it. I guess I'm lucky to have had as many perfect moments with you as I have, and don't think for a moment there's a chance in hell I'll let go of that. When I thought I'd lost you, I was just about ready to give up. Figured without you, there wasn't much reason to hang around the end of the universe. And then you walked back into our room and damn if that wasn't the best sight I've ever seen, and as ready as I was to walk back through the front door into Red Dragon headquarters, all those thoughts evaporated in a damn second. See, you're kind of stuck with me. This may be a whole ocean of women, but I only see one, and she's like a lifeboat for me.
Venus was a hell of a nice dream but seeing how none of us can control the... uh... vagaries of time and space, I'll be content to stay right here with you. If I have to stay a secret, hell, that's a small price to pay as long as I get to be with you. If we get to go back to the bar, I'll be content to go there with you. And if by some weird twist or some shit like that we actually do end up on Venus or... Eleuthera or wherever in my time, I'll take that too. As long as it's the three of us, I'll be good with that.
I guess all I'm trying to say is I love you. I used to say you meant the whole damn universe to me, but I'm broadening that. You mean all of time and space and every dimension that ever was. Don't you tell anyone what a damn romantic I am at heart or they'll kick me out of the tough guy's club, if they haven't already done it. But I don't give a shit about that. I just want to see my Beths smiling.
Setting down the pen, he folds the piece of paper in thirds and tucks it into Beth's hand. She stirs for just a moment but doesn't wake up which is good: it's been a tiring couple of weeks here and they all need rest. One of these days they'll either find Yorick or give up and sometimes it feels fruitless as hell, but Beth's determined to see it through and like he said, he's pretty damn curious by now too... and not as... annoyed by the idea of Yorick as he was when they started. Not now that he knows a little bit about what it's like to travel as a man in this world of theirs. Shit, he'll be relieved to see another guy too.
It might even happen today. That's the thing about this place: he never knows what's going to happen. Each day is its own little challenge, and he's never shied away from one of those. Not yet.
Pressing a soft kiss to sleeping Junior's temple, he nestles back around his own Beth, careful to pull the cloak up all the way. They might have their own room, but that doesn't mean guaranteed privacy.
It's a nice thought, though, and when his mind finally quiets enough to sleep, the dream he falls into is full of private moments.