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[brokenglassbeginning]

“All I want for christmas is you”

“Oh I wasn’t going to deny that one. Only if you were Quincy.”

           A smirk cut at her features at her sister’s words as she picked up the mac and cheese and passed it right over to Fi. She’d called that one, the mac and cheese she meant. Jude had been the one who’d tried to press upon the fact that protein and everything else was important. She’d be sure to mention to him that she was right when it came to Fi’s likes.

           Was it really that obvious that relations were occurring? On second thought if anyone thought that the bruises on his neck were from anyone else they would have been sorely mistaken. She’d marked him up pretty good the night before in mental retaliation of the woman who’d attempted to sway him to meeting her at the bar Saturday night.

“We took Eleanor to see Santa yesterday and you know some woman tried to hit on him? Invited him to Yesterdays on top of it all. I don’t… a guy is coming to a line where kids are meeting Santa and just because there’s no ring on his finger you shamelessly hit on him?”

           Well so much for getting over that one and keeping it to herself. They weren’t together, why was she having such a hard time admitting any of that one? She had no rights as to what women did to him or didn’t do. Not that she was actually worried about any of that. He seemed pretty content in her bed.

“I just don’t get it.”

           She whined as she popped open the lid of the chicken and took a tiny piece out, placing it in the palm of her hand and attempting to entice Bear with it. If there was no baby for her to spoil than the puppy was just going to have to do. Maybe the puppy would trust her more with out a toddler trying to unintentionally squeeze her brains out.

“Speaking of talking to Jude all day, what did you guys talk about?”

           Fishing, she inquired, wanting to know without actually asking if anything that she’d seen this morning had come up in their conversations. If he’d said anything about the scar she’d seen on his wrist and hadn’t gotten the chance to really ask him about just yet. It wasn’t a conversation to have in front of their three year old, especially not by the way he’d reacted when she’d caught sight of it first thing in the morning.

           Scratching Bear behind the years she adjusted herself on the bed, getting comfortable as she laid on her stomach and contemplated sneaking Bear another piece of food yet knowing that Fi probably didn’t need any more walks to take the pup outside to the bathroom. She’d exerted herself enough for the day.

[brokenglassbeginning]

“Through the years we all will be together”

Letting herself into the apartment she flipped on the Christmas lights,  why did everyone always forget to turn on all of the Christmas lights? She couldn’t understand. Where was the Christmas spirit? Why did they have to be shut off during the day? You couldn’t see half of the pretty ornaments if the lights were all shut off.

With her hands full of take out boxes she kicked the door shut behind her. She could hear the television coming from Fi’s room and suspected that the puppy was probably curled up beside her, probably napping after a day at Sugar Flowers. Fi had to have been exhausted. Getting back into the swing of things couldn’t have been easy for her.

“Dinner’s here”

           She and Jude had both taken turns arguing what Fi, Auggie, and Teddy would have picked at. With a mix of veggie pasta, mac and cheese with asparagus, mac and cheese sans the asparagus, and chicken marsala they’d had everything packed up and ready to be brought back.

“Jude and I couldn’t decide what any of you would want so there’s ton of food.”

           Pausing by the cupboards she picked up a plate and a fork and stacked it on top of the food containers before continuing on her way into Fi’s bedroom.

           She’d met Jude mid afternoon and they’d taken Eleanor out to do a bit of Christmas shopping, Letting Eleanor pick out presents for her uncles and aunts. They’d had to reel Eleanor in a couple of times from trying to pick Fi up a baby doll to replace the baby that she didn’t understand why was missing. But that had been about the only hiccup in the plan.

“How was work today? Did it feel strange being back?”

           Talking perhaps to herself as she walked down the hall she balanced the items in her hands as she booted the door open with her shoe, peaking her head in as the puppy raised it’s head.

           If there was ever a happier puppy she hadn’t known her. The little thing seemed to never leave FI’s side when they were in the same room together. Perhaps it was just that or having the fate of Eleanor trying to strangle her with love when they were in the same room together. Had she been the puppy she probably would have stayed by the comforting adult too.

“Come on, I need some human interaction while the other two are downstairs reading books and I swear talking in code. I don’t get it…”

           Eleanor was attached to her father, the way she looked at him was as if he’d hung the stars. Which granted on a level Wave could understand, he might as well have with how warm and perfect he was. But there was just a bond there that went above and beyond anything she’d ever seen.

“He’s on sleep detail tonight. Then leaving? Maybe? I don’t even know anymore.”

           Plopping down on the corner of the bed with the food in her lap she sighed, louder than she meant to, almost sounding like a frustrated child as she did so. That was probably more of the old Wave than she’d felt like in days.

“By the way, Dad and Q were arguing over who’s having Christmas eve so if you have a preference to try and sway them into you might want to put in your complaints and preferences now before it’s too late.”