Looking up at Harry, Kate shook her head, glad that he seemed to be remembering parts of it. Glad that he was smiling a little, not completely horrified that they'd had sex and then mostly forgotten it until the following morning. "Nope," she said, reaching out, pressing her palm against Harry's chest for just a moment before she looked up again and smiled slightly.
"Not a dream," she promised. And there were more memories, the two of them stumbling into the room, Kate looking for Marshall, relieved to find he wasn't home. The moments before and after, when she'd been surprised by how everything felt.
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Date: 2011-09-07 01:32 pm (UTC)"Not a dream," she promised. And there were more memories, the two of them stumbling into the room, Kate looking for Marshall, relieved to find he wasn't home. The moments before and after, when she'd been surprised by how everything felt.