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    A smile flashed over his features as Shane silently walked up behind Frank. Quickly, he wrapped an arm around Frank and dragged with the other, and tried to get him off balance and down to the ground with a leg between his. Did it matter that Frank was the one who was a marine and bigger than Shane? Not really. The two brothers had wrestled each other probably since they had shared a womb. 

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Prometheus showed up to one of the times Frank was visiting their graves, looking horribly sad as well.  “It’s horrible, the loss you are going through.  I am so sorry, my child.”  He said softly, emanating a calming aura.  “I wish there were anything I could say to you to make this better.”

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     ❝Get the HELL out of my house.  I moved out for a damn      REASON and that reason is you.❞

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Any time Lisa got scared during bad storms or anything similar while Frank was home, he’d take her back to her room, check for the monsters she was so convinced were in her closet or under her bed and promise to stay with her until she fell back asleep - “they’ll have to come through me first, and I can tell you Princess; I’m scarier". More often than not, to try and take her mind off the weather and her fear, he’d build a blanket fort, and sit with Lisa telling her stories until she fell asleep again. Usually, he’d end up falling asleep there too, only for Maria to find them both cuddled up together the next morning.

When she woke up in the hospital only to be told that her family were dead, Lisa didn’t want to believe it about any of her family, but it was the idea that her father was dead that made her the most certain she was being lied to. Her father has always been the sort of figure in her life who comes across as utterly immovable and the thought that he was dead was just something she couldn’t even imagine at that time.

Frank has seen a ridiculous number of Syfy channel B-movies - think Sharknado, but with dinosaurs - because of Lisa. She tended to hoard them up for when he was back home on leave, and they’d end up having movie marathons of some of the dumbest movies to ever grace TV. (He’s also seen Jurassic Park more times than he can count).

Lisa has a small scar along her top lip earned from one particularly over-excited water pistol fight with her father where she was defending the climbing frame from Frank and accidentally slipped and smacked her face right off one of the guard rails and almost knocked out her front teeth. She was particularly proud of the fact she "won” that fight. Frank, on the other hand, was rather horrified at just how spectacularly she managed to hurt herself.

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"No, stay with me. Stay awake."

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Lisa honestly doesn’t think she’s ever been this scared in her entire life.

She’d been so excited just a few hours ago; a surprise trip to the park, the prospect of getting to spend the whole day with her family after her father’s surprise return home. But then the warm happy day had been torn apart by thunderous noise and screaming and now it’s all she can do to keep her eyes open. Her clothes feel wet and it hurts even to breathe, and she finds herself almost hypnotised as she watches the trees branches swaying in the breeze. Maybe she could just go to sleep and all of the noise and pain would stop…

She’s only snapped out of her dream-like daze at the sound of her father’s voice, blinking a few times before her blurring vision clears to her father crouched beside her, face streaked with blood and a look of panicked fear and horror in his eyes she's never seen before. She briefly panics, looking around as best as she can to see where her mother and Frank are, but she can’t even force herself to do that, screwing her eyes shut with a soft cry as more pain lanced through her body. 

“’m scared, Daddy,” she whimpered weakly, even those few words raw and painful as she desperately tries to do as he asked and stay awake, “I wanna go home…”

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    Maybe it was the smell of smoke that woke him or the fact that his everything hurt - but something finally made Lar’ja open his eyes. The small ship had, apparently, crashed. He shouldn’t have been surprised, as bad luck seemed to follow him everywhere. A growl that turned into a coughing left him, and a clawed hand pawed at the straps holding him in the chair. Breathing hurt. Maybe because a piece of metal was stuck in his chest. Wherever the hell that one had come from. 

    With a groan, he pushed himself out of the chair and steadied himself against the wall and panels to not fall. He heavily pressed a button so the doors would open - and by some miracle it worked - and he grabbed the medkit, but didn’t get much farther than that. Leaning against the wall, he slowly sunk down to the floor while gazing out behind the biomask to Earth’s nature. He would only rest for a little while and then deal with the wounds that covered his body.

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Maria glanced down at her slightly rounded belly. She was still in the earlier stages of pregnancy so her body hadn’t changed much but she she was still amazed by the small thing living inside of her. It was her first child and it honestly terrified her. The young woman never thought of herself as a mothering type, hell, she didn’t even see herself quitting her job like she did just to be at home to raise her baby but she did. It was all happening so fast but she wasn’t one of those women who ended up with a man who would leave her high and dry. No, Frank was there. He was her rock and she thanked... who or whatever was in control, for him. 

She glanced at the remote the rested on her stomach and sighed. “Nothings on tv, hm?” The baby couldn’t here her. Why was she talking out loud? Oh right, the baby books her mother sent her said that it would get the baby used to her voice. She already had all kinds of silly gifts from her parents, no matter how much she told them that she and Frank could handle the diapers and everything else that came with being new parents. 

“Good thing, too. To much tv is bad for you.” She rubbed her tummy, not thinking much of speaking to the future child.