A/N Well, here it is. The final part. What to say, what to say... firstly, this is probably my fave chapter, and was definately the easiest to write. It is a LOT longer than the other chapters, as they were all written while this whole story was intended as a long one shot. After I'd split up the stuff I'd already written into parts, I allowed myself a lot more room to have fun here. This chapter takes place during and after Objects in Space, and obviously some of the lines are not mine, but Joss's. Ho hum. Big thank you to everyone who has stuck with me during this ordeal, er, story. Your comments have kept me going. I have two more one shots half written, so stay with me people :)

Enjoy.

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Cup of Tea – Part Five

Simon pulled the covers over River, tucking her in as if she were still a child.

“You’re getting to old for this,” he told her firmly, smiling.

She replied by poking her tongue out at him. He responded with the same, and she giggled.

“Tired,” she told him.

“Sleep now,” he said softly, brushing her hair out of her face. “I’ll give you a…”

“Not me,” she said, though her eyes fluttered closed. “You.”

Simon frowned, puzzled. “Mei mei, I’m…”

“Tired,” she supplied, sleepily. “Tired of waiting.”

Simon said nothing. He had a feeling he knew exactly what, or rather who, she was talking about.

River’s eyes opened ever so slightly. “No more waiting. Go.”

“River…?” began Simon, utterly confused.

“Go,” she murmured once more, appearing to slip into a peaceful slumber.

He was almost out of the door when he hear her say softly, “Blow out the candles.”

He smiled, remembering their childhood ritual. His fingers hovered over the light switch.

“One, two, three…”

She blew in the direction of the light as he turned it off.

“I blew it out,” she teased.

“Wow,” he humoured her, “that’s a pretty big blow.”

He heard the smile in her voice. “Night Simon. No mor