#cricketshipping

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EARTHQUAKE D<

They haven't been married that long. Four months, eight days. She's been keeping track. 

When he comes home, she's curled up on the couch, cheeks tear-stained and breathing evenly. It's hard to tell if she'd been dozing or just laying there, but she sits up when he opens the door.

She stammers through the news, almost erupting into sobs again. A baby. They were going to have a baby. Her face betrays her terror, and she stands to fling herself into his arms.

Four months later, she miscarries. 

They were twins.

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She's a little nervous as she stands outside Rowan's door, knocking lightly on the wood. It'd been a while, and he'd promised to go with her the next time she visited Izel. They'd both been busy, however, and this was the first time in weeks they'd both had the time to go that far. 

"Rowan? Are you ready to head over?"

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".............Giltine what the devil are you doing in my clothes?"

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{Gilly/Rowan: Haunt Me, Love Me, Quiet Me, Shag Me, Unbind Me, or Wed Me?}

(Goodness woman you give me too many options XD )

They laugh--how could they not? At least Willow tries to keep from giggling as she washes Giltine’s face yet again. Three times now. Three times and the bride. It’s a wonder Aspen isn’t rolling on the floor, and even quiet Morana hides a grin.

“You’re being ridiculous Gilly.”

“But I don’t--I don’t--” her tear stained eyes are threatening to start again.

“Hush.” the twins cut her off in unison.

“And stop that,” Aspen grumbles as the bride’s nervous hands start to fiddle with her hair, “It’s fine.”

“But--” they all laugh as the budding tears return.

“No buts--today is supposed to be happy. Stop acting like it’s the end of the world.” for once the twins aren’t teasing. After a year long engagement today was finally the day their brother was getting married. A hiccuping cry from the corner catches Aspen’s ear and she sighs. “Try not to ruin your makeup again would you?” she smiles and adjusts Gilly’s hair one more time before picking up the fussy baby, quietly cooing his name.

“But Aspe--” a look from Willow cuts her off and she sighs dramatically, her eyes drifting to the mirror.

“Now then, let’s see if we can’t make you look radiant before your makeup starts running again.”

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Any other woman standing there next to him couldn’t make him any happier than he was today. They’d been through hard times and rough patches, nearly ended it all a month from the wedding, and now here they were, sharing a warm embrace and a tender kiss as they utter the binding words that would unite them in the years to come. They had a long journey ahead of them, but it would always be worthwhile. Smiling, he brushes a stubborn curl from her forehead as she adjusts the lapels on his tucks with a smirk. 

“You know Mr. Grimault,” she kisses him again lightly, ignoring the excited chatter of their audience, “Now you have to call me by name. After all, Mrs. Grimault doesn’t have quite the same ring now does it~?” he chuckles.

“But of course, wife~”

There was never another moment in time that his teasing made her so happy to hear, and she gladly flings her arms around his neck.

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A small box arrives for Rowan, the delicate handwriting on the note making it obvious who it's from. "Darling, I thought you might like this. It just came out, so hopefully you won't have it yet. --Gilly" Inside is a book, a biography about some famous doctor. Further inspection reveals it to be signed by both the author and the apparently still alive subject.

There's a slight, curious frown as the package arrives. Then, slowly it turns to a smile as he examines the note and opens the book. Thoughtful. He'd have to repay her for it somehow...

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Row, darling. Psst~

(This is, of course, assuming no one is around to overhear :P )

Rowan: Three things Giltine? Why the sudden interest?" he sighs, then shakes his head, "I suppose I would like to say that I admire you for what you are. A headstrong, determined young woman. I would tell you not to doubt yourself. Not to listen to people who want to drag you down. I know our first impressions of one another were hardly complimentary, and I would apologize for that. While I believe in expressing nothing but my honest opinion of both the people and situations I am presented with, I will be the first to admit that I frequently lack the tact with which to properly express said opinions...

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"Trouble like you?" she teases lightly.

"Oh I'm hardly trouble miss Valda."

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"Mhhhm," she smile, "Orders." She leans up, kissing him happily. "I can't say I was adverse to the idea, though."

"Well next time I should hope you're not so quick to follow these 'orders' of yours. They might just get you into trouble you know." it's not the first time he's been less than enthusiastic about a kiss upon contact, be she certainly knew how to be persuasive. Damn woman.