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THUD!

The sound brought Illya Kuryakin out of a sound sleep; but, his reaction was not 
from fear, rather from amusement, for the sound was unmistakably that of a body falling 
out of bed.

**Best be certain!** Illya's inner voice reminded him. **Da!** he replied, silently.  
Reaching out, with questing fingers, to Napoleon's side of the king-sized bed, he 
encountered empty space.  His body followed them to the edge of the bed.  
"Napoleon?" he whispered, peering over into the semi-darkness.

"Dammit!!,"  came the muffled reply.

Illya bit back the urge to giggle.  "Are you all right? he asked instead.

"Yeah."  The voice was much clearer.

Once again Illya's fingers, as if of their own validation, reached out and down.  This 
time they encountered the prone body of the American wedged between the bed and the 
wall.  

"You must be very uncomfortable," he observed.

"Illya?"

Illya knew that tone - the deepening of the voice, his name annunciated - Napoleon 
was giving warning; yet, he could not resist.....  

"Da, Napoleon? he replied.  The giggle was now threatening to erupt into laughter.

"If you don't get me out of here....,"  Solo began.

"You'll do what?"  Illya challenged.

Napoleon maneuvered his body until an arm was free and he now faced the bed.  

"This!"  he hissed.

Reaching up he snagged the Russian"s outstretched, pajama-clad arm, used the 
leverage plus the element of surprise, and pulled.

"Napoleon!,"  Illya gasped as he found himself on top of his partner. 
"What are.....?"

The question was effectively silenced as Napoleon claimed the lips that had haunted 
both his waking and sleeping hours.

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