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Edd grumbled to himself as he waited by Clover's room. He knew she should he here for bed already. Ell would be mad if she wasn't in bed by the next five minutes. All Edd could imagine was that Clover was with Tamara still. Probably chatting away about everything. About all of their secrets maybe- No. No, she wouldn't do that. Edd sighed and shook his head as if clearing away that thought. He was growing impatient by now so he started to walk to the medical bay. He was sure he could find her there and if she wasn't, well then they would probably be in some serious trouble. He knew for a fact she wasn't with Ell. She wasn't with Matilda since Mati was with Matt. And she very clearly wasn't with him. So where else could she be other than with Tam.
                          
The hallways were starting to empty by now as a few other soldiers were already heading off to bed. The rest would all be going to sleep soon as well unless they had something else to do. What if Clover was telling Tamara all of their secrets.... What if she thought Tamara could be trusted and simply gave away top secret information or important plans with a casual wave of her hand. Edd hadnt noticed he started to walk faster at this point, head to caught up in the thoughts of "what could happen" and other "what ifs." He didn't even know how many meetings the little raven haired girl could've spied in on. He had no idea what she did know! Well- she wasn't little anymore, he had to remind himself of that. She was practically a teenager at this point. He continued to say she was a pre-teen just because she didn't want her to grow up just yet but she was really a teenager. 
                          
Edd barely even realized he had made it to the medical bay when he found himself stopped infront of the open door. He looked in, confused by himself until he realized he had just been caught up in his head again. He turned to the room, walking into it. A male nurse turned to him and smiled, "Hello sir. How can I help you?" Edd walked over to him and looked around the room."I'm just here to see if Clover's here." Edd answered. The nurse nodded, "Yes yes she is. Right over there. Seventh bed." The nurse smiled and pointed over towards the bed. Edd briefly thanked him and walked over to the bed only to stop and take in a deep breath.
                          
There was Clover all curled up into Tamara's side, her head laying on Tamara's shoulder and chest and her mouth open as she softly snored. Tamara laid on her back with one arm to her side and the other against Clover's back as she laid on her side. Her head was slightly tilted up more on her pillow as she slept silently. Or at least Edd assumed she was sleeping. God he should know if she was or not though.... He spent years and years with her. And once they got to the point of sharing a room or sleeping over in each other's rooms he should've been able to tell if she was asleep... He gripped his hands into tight fists at his side as he looked at the two of them. To think... this is how things could've been still... This is how things could still be. No no. He couldn't be thinking like that anymore. She was a traitor and nothing more than that. She could've came back to them. She could've helped with this whole resistance she started. But no. No.
                          
Not anymore.
                          
Edd looked at the two, deeply snuggled up in the blanket that was tucked around them, and huffed. He would let Clover sleep here just for tonight. Never again though. She didn't need to be around a bad influence. He was a bad enough influence on her with all of her spying and sneaking out after him. He left, nodding to the nurse as he did. He walked straight to his office. He could tell Ell where Clover was later. He opened the door to the office and walked inside. It was a room with gray brittle coffee stained carpet. And in the middle was a large wooden desk. It was the best looking desk he could find. Nothing lik Tord's that he'd seen that had been a dark, perfectly polished, deep brown wood. And it had had the finest little carved details. Most were simply swirls and curls while others resembled plants. But no, Edd's was nothing like that. It was a simple box basically. He didn't need anything fancy anway. It got the job done. He sat down in his seat which was a squeaky old black rolly chair. He honestly thought it was thrown out by the army for being so squeaky and annoying. He dug around into one of his drawers before digging out a picture. It was a picture of all of them, something he had gotten from Ell once she had found her stash of saved photos of them. In it stood Matt and Matilda, looking happy and silly as always with their best silly faces pulled. Tom stood right behind Ell, smiling lightly but you could tell me was happy. And Ell grinned widely for the picture, standing infront of them all with her wrist inframe of the picture as she took it. And next to the two gingers was him and Tamara, both squeezing in to fit into the picture. Edd was laughing and trying to copy one of the silly faces the gingers were making. And Tamara was smiling happy, cheeks blushed as she had started to laugh as well. Or maybe she had calmed down from laughing. He couldn't remember... it'd been years since they took this photo.
                          
Edd sighed and stuck it back in the drawer, closing it before he stood up, his chair making its well know squeak. He went to one of the windows in the room. There was two on the same wall of his office, the wall right behind his desk. He turned the blinds until they opened and he looked outside. It was dark but there was enough electronics I'm the city to let a subtle colorful glow into the gray walled room. He sighed and crossed his arms as he leaned his shoulder against the corner of the window, staring outside.
                          
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Tamara had spent the rest of her day resting, just laying in bed with Clover at her side. They talked back and forth about what had happened while they were gone, how they were doing, old memories, and other stuff as well. Basically whatever could come to mind. It had been such a good day honestly. Even with the same fight from the soldiers it was a good day. I mean here she was, curled up in bed with her kid. Both fast and happily asleep.