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Post by Brandi on Jul 30, 2008 16:38:02 GMT -5
*Brandi couldn't help but smile. It felt like home. A family. She came in, shutting the door behind her.*
"Like her daddy." *She grinned, meeting his gaze lovingly. It was the first time that she'd ever remembered being able to deal with that affectionately. She shifted her gaze to Bebe and offered a finger of her own. Bebe promptly grabbed it with her other hand and giggled.*
"She's got your smile." *Brandi's eyes were tender. Though she'd sworn the contrary...if he wanted to...some day... She didn't scarce trust herself not to want one. Or four.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Jul 30, 2008 17:06:10 GMT -5
"Yeah?" he said. "Don't reckon I was ever this cute, though."
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Post by Brandi on Jul 30, 2008 17:17:46 GMT -5
"Course you were." *Brandi bumped him playfully with her hip without thinking. There was a moment she stood frozen in realization of the act, but then she just looked up at him questioningly. Bebe took the opportunity to stick Brandi's finger in her mouth and gum at it.*
"Hey!" *Brandi's gaze dropped back to the girl, surprised, but not pained.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Jul 30, 2008 17:28:47 GMT -5
Cry-Baby just smiled.
"Guess she takes after the Walkers after all."
Then he realized what had happened. He looked over at Brandi.
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Post by Brandi on Jul 30, 2008 17:31:33 GMT -5
*Brandi laughed softly, only to notice him noticing her. She squinted suspiciously.*
"Did you...? Feel anything?" *She looked hopeful, but hesitant.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Jul 30, 2008 17:54:03 GMT -5
His eyes held hers.
"No," he said. "Not... like that."
He swallowed.
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Post by Brandi on Jul 30, 2008 18:01:35 GMT -5
*A light washed through her and it glowed in her smile. She glanced to Bebe, then back at him.*
"Baby, I wanna try...you just let me know if anything goes...wrong."
*With the innocence of their first time, she gently traced her fingertips over the back of his hand. She felt...skin. Warm, soft skin. She practically squeaked, the hand shifting to cover her mouth in delight.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Jul 30, 2008 18:07:39 GMT -5
Cry-Baby laughed.
"Yeah. It's like..." He looked down at Bebe. "I reckon it's her."
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Post by Brandi on Jul 31, 2008 3:37:34 GMT -5
*Brandi practically glowed in wonder, staring at the small thing with her finger sticking out of her mouth.*
"That's...incredible." *She said in plain awe.*
"She's like...a miracle." *Brandi's fingers sought his with a touch more confidence, lacing them together. She could feel his hand enveloping hers, the pads of his fingers, the different textures of his skin. Lord, it felt good to hold his hand. That sounded so silly in her brain, but it was the most comforting thing she'd felt in a long time. She sighed gently, blissful relief washing through her as she squeezed it softly. She paused, peeking up at him questioningly, making sure everything was still all right on his end.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Jul 31, 2008 21:06:01 GMT -5
He stared at their hands, knowing that such a touch would have been the downfall of one or both of them an hour ago. When was the last time they'd casually laid hands on one another? Just to be?
Cry-Baby glanced up at her from under fallen bangs.
"Well, it'd be silly, fallin' all over each other in the nursery," he offered.
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Post by Brandi on Jul 31, 2008 21:31:44 GMT -5
*Brandi couldn't help but giggle.*
"Well...yeah." *Biting her lip, she rested her head on Cry-Baby's shoulder. He smelled nice. Clean. Like...a lazy nap in the afternoon sun.*
"Can we just...stay like this for..."
always
"...a little while?"
*It was peace. Quiet. Him. Them.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Aug 1, 2008 22:04:03 GMT -5
It was as if he hadn't realized what they'd lost until they'd found it again. He gazed down at Bebe, silently thanking her. "Yeah. Long as you want, baby."
Taking a chance, he drew Brandi closer with his free arm.
"D'you suppose it's just her, or all of 'em?"
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Post by Brandi on Aug 2, 2008 6:47:27 GMT -5
*Brandi melted against him, delighting in the safe serenity of his arm about her. Without the want.*
"Mmmm...." *She purred contentedly, suddenly very much wanting a nap curled in his arms, but...that was probably not on the menu. Only then did his question sink in.*
"Huh?" *She looked up at him lazily, then to Bebe and lastly to the three other cribs.*
"I...uh...I'm not sure." *She swallowed instinctively, nuzzling closer as if she suddenly feared losing him again.* "I'm not even sure why she does it, but..."
I'm worried about testing it.
"We should probably check, just so we know. But I..."
*She looked up to meet his eyes honestly.*
"I'm afraid, Baby."
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Post by Cry Baby on Aug 4, 2008 9:28:18 GMT -5
He smiled down at her, the old Cry-Baby, uncomplicated and not half as tough as he looked.
"Me too," he said. "An' there's no reason we need to try it now. Not when we got things set up so cozy."
He swallowed, silent for a moment.
"Look, baby. I'm sorry. 'Bout earlier, and for... for whatever happens. I don't think this is over, an' I'm terrified of hurtin' you."
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Post by Brandi on Aug 4, 2008 10:03:44 GMT -5
*Brandi nuzzled his shoulder.*
"Me too, Baby. Me too. But..."
*She looked up at him, her expression nervous, though she was obviously trying not to be.*
"You still want to..." *She shrugged, her gaze falling.* "I mean...in the end, you still want to make this work, right? I mean...us?"
*She looked as delicate as spun sugar, certainly nothing of the ass-kicking, weapon-manifesting matron in her at that moment.*
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