|Vienna Albrecht (taintedview) wrote in immune_ic,|
@ 2013-04-05 16:57:00
|Entry tags:||# 2013  april, noah, vienna|
| Things were back to normal, or maybe better than normal now. The drama, the distance, all of that was behind them and Vienna couldn’t have been more grateful for that. But with this new status came other things that could no longer be brushed off simply because things were ‘just casual’, and one of those things was allowing Noah to not only become a part of her life, but a part of Ledger’s as well. She still didn’t expect anything of him when it came to Ledger, but she could also no longer keep the two separate. |
How this was going to go she had no idea. The few times they had crossed paths her son had thought Noah was ‘so cool’ – his words, not hers – but they had always just been moments of passing, without much interaction between the two. Now they were going to interact though, get to know each other and that was only kind of nerve-wracking for Vienna. If this went poorly for some reason or another she wasn’t certain what she would do, so she was resolved to the fact that it just couldn’t go poorly – it wouldn’t go poorly.
She was so deep in thought at that moment that she didn’t notice when Ledger leapt up from his place next to her and went racing across the courtyard towards a figure, one that she would have recognized anywhere – Noah. If there was one blessing it was that her son was a friendly child, and wanted to get to know her ‘friend’.
“Noah!” The little boy exclaimed as he came to a skidding stop in front of Noah. “Momma says we’re going to hang out.” The excitement was obvious in both his speech and on his features. Ledger was grinning from ear to ear at the prospect of giving to know another one of his Momma’s friends.
“You’re not going to go somewhere with momma and leave me, right?” Ledger couldn’t help but ask that question, wanting to be certain that he really was allowed to stay and his momma wasn’t going to go off with Noah and send him to his Bea-Bea or Ty.
Vienna reached them as Ledger asked his last question and she gave Noah a smile and mouthed a ‘hello’ over her son’s head. Part of her was more curious to see exactly how he was going to handle the eight million questions that a three year old could throw at him, so a proper hello could wait a few minutes she thought.