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"You should have your own key. I'll get you one." Jared knew he was babbling now, but he felt relaxed and calm and Jensen should know these things.

"I'd like that too. I think I gotta go. I'll call you, I dunno, soon as I can. You don't get a lot of privacy on the road - it's one of the things I don't like. A couple nights ago I heard Aly talking to her boyfriend and oh, god, talk about things I never wanted to know about someone."

"Is her phone sex better than ours?" Jared grinned.

"She doesn't have you on the other end, so no." There was a pause. "Jared...."

"Yeah?"

"I can't do this much longer. I love it but I hate it. It's harder than I thought it would be. Maybe I'm not cut out for touring."

"But you like playing with the band?"

"Yeah, I do. Just not on the road for this long. I miss my bed."

"You mean you miss me in your bed."

"That too. Look, I gotta go. I'll be home soon and this'll all be over. I miss you."

"I miss you too."

"I'll see you. Bye." And he hung up.

Jared stretched, sighed, figured he should get out of the tub and dry off. He wished he could've gone with the band - or Jensen was home already - but it wouldn't be that much longer before Jensen was back.

He climbed out of the tub, drained it, toweled off, and got dressed. He'd have to eat pretty soon, but first he wanted a nap. He lay down on the bed, and Harley took the opportunity to jump on the mattress next to him. Sadie rested her chin near Jared's head and looked at him with big sad puppy-dog eyes. He scratched her ears.

"I know, girl, I miss him too."

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