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Tweak says, "why do birds suddenly appear"

Guinevere (futurequeen) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2011-01-21 19:38:00

Entry tags:

!open, claire winchester, guinevere pendragon

Who: Guinevere and Open!
Where: The Park
When: Now XD
Rating: Not too high, but there’s a passing comment on a sensitive subject
Status: Incomplete

Gwen couldn’t handle being inside any longer than she had to,, plus Abigail had to get some fresh air for a little while every day. Arthur had pretty much forced sleep on her, even though she knew she needed it, and after she woke up she declared she was going for a walk and bundled Abigail up in her warmest coat before placing her in the pram they had. She had to admit, these prams were one of the best things she had when it came to Abi. It made it so much easier to get around without carrying her everywhere. Soon, she was walking to the park as her daughter snuffled and cooed in the warm safety of the pram.

Guinevere had found it hard to let her daughter go in every situation. She knew those around her could be trusted; Arthur, Morgana, Merlin, even Uther. And yet every time she let her go or let her out of her sight, her heart would clench and she wouldn’t be at peace. It didn’t matter how often she told herself she was being ridiculous, she couldn’t never settle without Abigail near. She just wanted to be the best mother she could be, and she wouldn’t be that if she wasn’t there for her.

Part of Gwen wondered, and part of her knew, where it came from. Growing up without a mother had been extremely hard and, even though her mother did not leave her life willingly, she occasionally found herself resenting her for leaving. For getting ill, and leaving her and Elyan and her father without the warm comfort of her. And she did not want Abigail to have moments of resentment. It would kill her. And then of course there was that other voice in her head; what if I lose her? She heard horror stories, women waking to find their babies lifeless. That thought alone terrified her to her core and made her blood run cold. She seemed to lose the most precious things to her a lot. Her mother, Elyan and her father. Morgana was taken from her, even if she had been returned she wasn’t fully herself. She wouldn’t be surprised if fate made her lose Merlin and Arthur too. Life just seemed to go that way.

But she wouldn’t let herself lose Abigail.

Stopping for a moment by the lake, she put the brakes on the pram and sat next to it on a bench, her fingers slowly running over the soft skin of her daughter’s cheek. Her eyes closed as she took a deep breath, trying to compose herself, before she met her daughter’s smile with one of her own.

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goallbuffyonus
2011-01-23 09:30 pm UTC (link)

Apparently, Claire realized as she spotted Gwen during her own stroll through the park, the two of them had both decided that a trip out was the exact thing that a new mother and her child (or in Claire's case, children) needed. Which, really, made sense. After so long of being cooped up inside the clinic during the invasion, Claire had missed the freedom to move at will and - although she knew most new parents would consider her nuts for her other line of reasoning - she also refused to be one of those moms who kept her kids sequestered away from the outside world. The fact was, kids needed to get introduced to new things. Everything from people, animals, even germs, all of it was important for a child's healthy development.

So she'd come to the park and, apparently, Gwen had too. Having spoken with the woman quite a bit in the recent weeks, Claire was pleased to see her out and about and had pushed her double stroller quietly up to the new mother and child. Merri was sleeping soundly, bundled up securely, but Jack was busy sucking on his pacifier and staring with bright eyes at the shadows that passed along the inside of the carrier.

"It's hard to look away, huh?"

Claire's voice was soft, not wanting to intrude in the moment but also not feeling right simply walking past without at least saying hello.

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futurequeen
2011-01-24 11:28 am UTC (link)

She had not heard Claire getting closer, her thoughts running wild about many things including the small girl before her. So when she heard her soft question, she felt slightly startled but not so much that she was jostled. She found herself trying her best not to startle Abigail and it really had managed her control when it came to movements. Looking up at the blonde, she gave her a slight smile.

"I still can't quite believe she's here."

Which was strange considering how hard it was for her to let her go. Arthur was probably getting fed up with it, and she should really explain to him where her protectiveness was coming from, but at the moment she didn't feel like she had any reason to explain to him why she felt this way. She could feel how she wanted.

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goallbuffyonus
2011-01-25 05:06 am UTC (link)

"I know the feeling," Claire agreed, sitting down beside Gwen on the bench. "I hope you don't mind. I just need to get him settled." She wouldn't intrude for long, really she wouldn't, but Jack was getting fidgety which meant she had about, oh, three seconds or so to get him out of that stroller before he started crying and woke up his sister. Unbuckling him, she lifted him out and cradled him to her chest as she resettled herself on the bench. She glanced over to the woman beside her.

"You look about as tired as I feel," she commented sympathetically. Of course, every new mother looked tired. That was just part of it. But most new mothers didn't decide to take strolls in the park with their babies while completely exhausted, either. Then again, Claire supposed that neither she nor Gwen (nor Amy, Juno, and Dawn) would be very typical. Their uniqueness was, presumably, what had caused them to be brought to Colligo after all.

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futurequeen
2011-01-25 11:24 pm UTC (link)

"No, go ahead."

She didn't mind, understood completely really. Though, saying that, Abigail wasn't the most fussy of children really. She fussed, of course she did as Arthur's personality had to get in there somewhere, but she was often content to just lay calmly. And Gwen would never complain over that. Not that it changed things with how she acted, how she was around her daughter.

"What exactly is this sleep thing you talk about?" she asked with a quiet laugh, glancing over at Claire. She didn't want to talk too loudly in case she prevented Claire doing what she was trying to. She really did not want to wake the baby even more, make him harder to settle. She knew the troubles to get a baby to calm after all.

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