#c:gillian

[mrsjuniper-oflynn-blog]

“Hey Doll what’s eating you? You look more tense than usual”

@gillybeanbeckett

[mrjacob-holloway-blog]

“You ever gonna tell me where we are going?”

@gillybeanbeckett

[deadlittleghost]

@gillybeanbeckett

Take care of yourself.

It had been a long day, and it was starting to wear on him. He was torn and tired and whatever calm he had felt about his current situation, having no memories and a forgotten brother wandering about to boot, was gone. His heart felt heavy in his chest and about ready to burst with panic, with ache, sorrow, he wasn’t sure what. The only thing that made things the smallest bit brighter was the opportunity to forget...no...to be distracted. And Gillian was the best he could think of. 

He raised his arm to knock at her door, slowly, quietly, using his other hand to ease the tension in his neck, the ache in his head.

[mrsjuniper-oflynn-blog]

“Hey Gilly? You in here?” 

[troy-boden]

Gillian & Troy

#gillianfairchild like your photo

Hey, how you doing?

[bj-moss]

Bridget & Gillian

#are you one of thos computer generated girls?

I don't think so. Is that a bad thing?

[troy-boden]

Troy & Gillian

#can i have that

Have me, sure can. My angry bird head, I don't know. It comes in very handy at work when I want to through it at Bentley. 

[thedavidblackburn]

“If he were a knight, he wouldn’t fall in love with the pampered princess back at the castle. He’d fall in love with a female knight, or maybe a robber, somebody who could share the Adventure with him, who’s be just as tough as he was.”

- Gillian about David