Fred Burkle (brillianttexan) wrote in their_sacrifice, @ 2008-02-26 22:29:00 |
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Fred continued to shudder and just laid there between Rupert and Wesley. She wished they could stay like that for a bit longer but knew it would get uncomfortable for the three of them. She wriggled a little when Rupert pulled himself out. She then carefully slipped off Wesley and laid down on the bed. She was a little sore but she wouldn't trade it for the world. She loved being with the both of them and wasn't looking forward to when Rupert went home again. Fred was beginning to wish Rupert could move there or they could move to England. But all of them had their own lives and responsibilities.
After Wesley had cleaned her up, she took the wet cloth and cleaned off their toy before slipping it back into the bedside table. As she snuggled against the two of them, she raised her eyebrows when Wesley made his comment about letting Martin in. When none of them moved, she rolled her eyes. "The both of you are lucky I love you so much," she said as she slipped out of the bed. "I'll hide a key under the mat and call Lorne to tell him to tell Martin where it is. And behave while I'm gone." She put her nightshirt back on and walked out of the room.
She went to the kitchen and found their spare key, and then went to the front door. After placing it under the mat, she called Lorne and asked him to relay the message to Martin. Once she was finished downstairs, she went back upstairs and checked on Regan. The little girl turned over in her bed and sat up a little. "You all right, sweetie?" Fred asked as she stepped into the room.
"Did you talk to daddy about my dog?" Regan asked as she rubbed her eyes and yawned.
"I haven't yet but I will before morning," she said, feeling a bit guilty for forgetting about it. "Go back to sleep."
"'Kay," Regan muttered before she laid back down. Fred watched her until she knew she was asleep. She then slipped out and went back to her own room.
Fred took off her nightshirt and slipped back into bed and sighed. "Regan wants me to talk to you about getting a dog. A grown one," she said as she snuggled close to the two of them. "I think an older dog is a better idea. She could bring it to the firm so it won't have to be alone all day."