My first thought was that my head was pounding like a bitch and I tried to remember how much I had to drink last night.  

My second thought was I didn't drink shit and then the events from the nights events hit me like a freight train.

My third thought was my legs were cramping and it took a second to realize I was straddling Mac like a monkey and he must have been propped up by pillows leaning against the headboard.

My fourth thought was this could not have been comfortable for him.

And my fifth thought stopped because I suddenly felt his hand gently rubbing my back.

"Good morning Baby."  His voice still hoarse from sleep.

Baby. He had taken to calling me that recently (only in private). And I strangely liked it.

Ignoring my cramped legs I tucked in closer to him, absorbing his warmth. Mac was always so warm.

Chuckling he hugged me closer.

"Baby as much as I love holding you I got to take a piss." Well that ruined the moment plus my leg really did hurt.

Laughing I climbed off him stretching my legs out trying to ease the cramps. I watched as he went into the bathroom and heard him taking care of his business. I smiled at the fact we were in a place in our relationship where closing the bathroom door was no longer a thing. Weird but it made me smile.

Determined to shake off my (hysterical crying) hangover I grabbed some clean clothes and headed to the bathroom.

Mac stared as I undressed in front of him as he brushed his teeth, smirking I turned on the shower and climbed in. A few seconds later he joined me.

Forty minutes later we got out.

Nothing cured a headache faster than a few Mac induced orgasms.   He was better than Tylenol and Advil all rolled into one. 

My smile was short lived as Mac sat me down on the bed after we finished dressing and demanded an explanation of last night. Now that I was calm and focused I could coherently explain. Sleep and great sex were great healers. 

So I began talking and talking until I had nothing left. All the memories that plagued me last night, I gave it all to him. Not leaving anything out.

I felt freeing giving it all to Mac.

"He was right you know...you are unforgettable. Trust me I personally know. For months I tried to move past you but I couldn't...you have a way of about you Jules that affects people. Dawson felt it and so do I. You had to feel it too since you marked it down on the back of the photo."

My body froze as Mac's lips kissed my hair. Somehow during my long drawn out emotional tirade, I was once again wrapped up in him but that wasn't what had me freezing up.

"Holy shit. Holy Shit!" I yelled as I tried to jump up but got tangled in Mac along the way. My butt hit the floor as Mac reached out to grab me a minute too late.

"Jules careful! Are you all right?"

I didn't answer as I climbed up off the floor and bolted down the hall. I could hear Mac's following and yelling but I didn't respond. My mind was focused on something else.

Reaching the command center I avoided running in to Tank by inches as I skirted around him only stopping once I got to my computer. Pulling up the file I typed a few keys and the protected file opened up.

"Fuck, she got it!" Hacker yelled by the time Mac got to me and circled his arms around me.

"Stop freaking me out like that Jules. You scared the shit out of me." Mac whispered in my ear.

Turning my head I gave him a smile and then a brief kiss on the lips as my apology. His shocked face almost made me laugh but now wasn't the time. I never showed affection outside of our bedroom (and yes I said our bedroom) I wasn't that type of person. But I didn't care at this moment. I was too elated with figuring out the password.

"Only because of you."

His eyes squinted in confusion, not aware that it was him that led me to the answer.

"I never bent that photo or wrote the clue on the back. Dawson did. And the answer was the password. With all the annoying emotional bullshit that keeps hitting me I didn't focus on what was so obvious until you pointed it out."

"Unforgettable" He whispered.

"Unforgettable...perfect word for a password don't you think?"

"The perfect word for you..." he replied, kissing my lips once more before turning me back to the screen.