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The warmth of his hands on hers was a welcomed, and scarily, wanted sensation. Something about his touch, his fingertips on her skin, the gentle touch of his hands made her feel better. Feel cared for. Feel safe. A small smile came to her face as she watched his hands play with hers, knowing now so much about him that it was something he needed, while she listened to him. "Hmm." Was all she could seem to say as she thought about Annie and remembered their day at the center. How quick the girl and she had bonded over books and mysteries. At the time she hadn't thought much of it but hearing this now made her feel special in a way. Knowing how hard it was to trust people herself, now she knew how much it meant that Annie had liked her.

"I only say that she likes me because I feed her. Besides that I'm pretty sure she's attached to you and looking for you. She probably misses you." Maybe she was projecting now. While it had only been a few days, it had felt like a year. She had not realized just how much she had missed him until he had shown up at the office just moments ago. The thought of Dolly made her smile, the cute little wag of her tail made her miss her even more now. Just glad now that she'd be able to see her soon, and that Wally was here. She sighed contently as he spoke and ran his fingers through her hair. What he said was something she could agree with, this felt more like a dream she had once rather than reality. Her arm wrapped around his waist a little bit tighter, knowing all too well what he meant. "Not modest, just honest. They did most of the work. I just gave them the tools."

Thinking about Antares, she was about to say that she wouldn't know, not ever having any pets or knowing much about cats to begin with, when he said we. Are we ready for kittens? The manner in which he just so casually made them a unit. Them in this situation. Something about it, just made her feel good. Hazel eyes looked up at his emeralds, searching for something, but didn't know what. This all being new territory to her. Pursing her lips, she gave a tiny shrug of her shoulder. "I kind of just want her to be okay. I think anything else that comes is just something to face as it happens."

The healing wound on her side began to bother her and she gave a soft grunt as she sat up and repositioned herself so she sat side by side with him instead as she listened to him. It wasn't lost to her how in the entire time that she had known him, he never talked about his father. It was none of her business she had deduced long ago, he had never pushed to know more about her than she was willing to share, and she would do the same. Never asked about anything he didn't willingly openly share. The thought of Wally as a child feeding strays was a nice one, not farfetched at all from what she knew of the man now. He had in his own way, taken her in as well. A stray in the world not knowing where she wanted to go or be until now.

And there it was again. Ours. How he just so easily was able to include her like that. Like she hadn't iced him out for a week to figure her shit out. "Ah, so you had practice." A small giggle in her voice, teasing. Thinking about how kind Dolly was, not cut out for the k-9 careers, made her think about him. How he led with his heart in almost every way , his job included. Even at the expense of himself. "Just like you." She said softly, taking his hand into hers, fingers tracing over his palm and wrist. "You're both so kind. Befriending a thief." Chuckling to herself before giving him his hand back.

With a sigh, she looked at him. Unsure about all of this. About them. She knew how she felt about him, but she didn't know how this worked. Not when it came to real life, not when it came to her. Still unsure why he would love her back. "Wally, where do we go from here?" The words were soft and unsure, not because she doubted either of them, but because she didn't know, not ever having a real relationship before. Letting him take the lead on his, she would follow, she put her trust in him.

"When you hear that she likes you it's because she pretty much dislikes everyone else." He teased but got serious. "You kind of gave her mom a fright because she'd never gotten attached to someone like she did you." He continued to play with her hands finding comfort in doing so when his mind rattled off thoughts. Another little tick that made him who he was. He never could sit still and this showcased it. When his body couldn't really move, his hands did it for him.

He pretended to think about it and couldn't help but smile. "You think so? Maybe we should try it and see what happens when she shows indifference with me too? Will you believe me that she likes you better? For the record Dolly could never be mad at you. She's got too much love for you. You've basically been here since she was a puppy."

He continued threading his fingers through her hair, paying special attention to the soft tendrils that weaved between his fingers. "Mhmm." Wally chuckled. "Sure. What's funny to me is you. I'm just thinking back and I honestly can't believe we're here. Actually can't believe I'm here." There were times when he knew he shouldn't be. He had one too many close calls and one that had nearly taken him out completely. "Threading my fingers through your hair. Being here with you just doing nothing but basking in the stillness." A sigh escaped him. "You're too modest for your own good you know that?"

His smile widened since that much was clear, she did care. "Safe to say I think that she's grown attached to you too. Wouldn't come back if you didn't matter to her. So, what do we do if she is expecting? Are we ready for kittens?" His finger trailed over her cheekbones as he stared down at her.

"Not really. My aunt was allergic to animal fur. But, I guess in a way I did. There was an alleyway close to the house that I'd always sit in after school." The memory washed over him as he saw it pulled to the front of his mind. "School got out at two but I'd sit there for three hours just waiting until it was safe to go back home. This was before we lived with my aunt Laura. I was still at home with mom and — uh my parents. He'd leave for the night after four so I took my time. I actually befriended a cat, same color as ours now. That cat scratched my wrist once because I hadn't given him the can of food quick enough. Then a month later there were dogs just waiting in that same spot. Asking for more cans of food had people give me weird looks but I just continued feeding them. When I moved I asked mom to take them to a shelter. I didn't want them to go hungry or die because I wasn't there anymore. Last I heard they had a good life. All thirteen of them." He chuckled softly and shook his head. "No, Dolly isn't my first. She's my second. Technically. I lived with lu before she married janny so I lived with their dogs that's what made me feel confident in taking care of one of my own. Dolly failing her training at the K 9 unit was sort of a blessing. She was too kind to be in it."