Halcyon Halls

When: Early evening
Where: Boston
Who: Sam, Kiernan and Alana with mentions of Jax

Her issues about being forced into the photo shoot aside, Sam had been looking forward to this weekend for weeks now. Everything had fallen into place so perfectly and she couldn't wait to see the look on Kiernan's grumpy face when she gave him his final present. Throw Jax going on top of everything and it was amazingly awesome. Yeah her sister would be ditching them the first chance she got, but there was still the flight over and that meant something to Sam. She didn't feel like she was being used for a free plane ticket but was going to look at it as Jax reaching out a bit and putting some faith in Sam. Hey, she could be delusional all she wanted thanks.

The flight to Boston had been a long one but they arrived just after sunset like Sam had planned. Traveling with a vampire had made booking their flights somewhat of a pain but she was just that good and managed to pull it off rather nicely. She had even been able to convince Jax to grab some dinner before running off to Salem so as far as Sam was concerned, she was on fire! After they had seen Jax off in a cab with a pocket full of cash, they had headed off to the hotel where Sam had booked the three of them a nice two bedroom suite with all the amenities.

Friday morning and afternoon had been filled with running Alana all over the city for sightseeing while the evening had consisted of running around BU and attending whatever events were going on in the area. The entire time that they were there, Sam never hinted of anything more than it just being a trip to the city but when Saturday rolled around, that all changed. It was hard to keep the giddiness under the surface but she was so excited that it almost couldn't be helped. She found herself staring at the clock or watch on her wrist on more than one occasion and she had to take Alana shopping just so that she wouldn't end up spilling the beans before it was time.

When the sun finally set, she and Alana got dressed (whatever outfits they were wearing hidden under their coats) and escorted Kiernan down to an awaiting cab. "Sorry, but you have to be blindfolded for this one," she explained as she tied a silk scarf around his head. An address was handed to the driver and they were off without another word. "And stop grumping," she smirked, knowing that he was silently taking her name in vain. It was all totally going to be worth it though.

When they were only about five minutes away, Sam reached into the bag she had brought along and pulled out a cap that was quickly slipped onto Kiernan's head. "No peaking and no complaining." A second and third hat were also brought out for she and Alana respectively. Once they arrived, she helped the grumpy one out of the cab and removed the blindfold to reveal...Fenway Park! And of course, she and Alana were rocking some awesome Red Sox jerseys. "I thought you might like seeing a game," she grinned. Taking Alana's hand, she motioned for Kiernan to follow as they made their way with the crowd inside the stadium. From there, their tickets granted them access to a trio of prime seats five rows back and slightly to the right of home plate. "So what do you think?!"

Who: Kiernan, Alana and Sam
When: Wednesday Evening
Where: Town - Mini-golf



"Daddddy daddydaddydaddydaddy!" Alana bounced with eager anticipation next to her father. The braids that her hair was pulled back into, continued to bob even after her body finally reached the floor again. It didn't take a genius to figure out that she was excited. About ready to explode with it to be exact. Kiernan was really regretting the fact that he'd given in and let her have cookies for her snack instead of the stupid ants on a log or whatever that celery thing was called. Alana was clearly still reveling in the power of chocolate chip.

"And how do I play mini-golf again? If there's a purple club thingie I want it and when are we meeting Sam again?" She shot off in rapid fire succession, tugging at Kiernan's hand as he finished securing his watch around his wrist. Head angled down Kiernan gave Alana the patented father look that he might be one of the few things about parenting that he did in fact have down. "One question at a time and am I never going to be able to let you have cookies again?" He asked her as he crouched down, hitching up the sleeves on the tan zip up he was wearing.

"ONLY ONE! and no, I'm just fine with cookies!" Alana protested as she gave him the equally patented daughter look, the one that had just a little bit of a pout but finished off with the I'm to cute to argue you with smile. She did have him wrapped around her little finger. It was a painful admission for Kiernan to make but true just the same.

"I'll show you when we get there, yes you can and we're going now if you have your sweatshirt. I don't want you getting cold." Kiernan finally relented and answered all the questions that had been posed by his daughter. She smiled brightly in return and ran off to collect the sweatshirt that her dad insisted she wear. Even if he never had to be told to bring things to keep him warm. So wasn't fair. "KAY! Ready!" Alana grabbed for her dad's hand and practically dragged him from their room. Somehow she managed to keep the patience to let him lock up before he was being pulled down the hallway and down the path that led to Sam's house. She knew it well now.

Alana was a smart kid, maybe more than her father gave her credit for but that had more to do with the fact that he was still working the fatherhood kinks out and that included really knowing how much his daughter was capable of. It tended to bite him in the ass. And on that note, Alana knew that her daddy was smiling a whole lot more then he used to and that he was always smiling when he writing emails and stuff on the computer and she was pretty sure that he was talking to Sam. Now what that meant in particular... Alana didn't in fact know but she was glad for it just the same.

The pair managed to make their way into the house of fire, Kiernan gave Alana permission to run off to Sam's room and perform whatever secret knock she'd been talking about and get the woman that apparently made him smile. He just idly looked at his watch and wondered if he shouldn't have them walk down to the mini-golf just to get some of Alana's energy out... idea had merit. In the distance some sequence of knocks could be heard as Alana bounced on her toes and waited for Sam's door to open.

Who: Alana and Easton
Where: Corridor near Zephir house
When: Wednesday Early Evening



Knock. Knock. Knock.

There was no answer. Alana's face screwed up in a frown. No one ever seemed to answer the doors she knocked on. Of course she had already tried the handle that had been the very first thing she'd done, rattling the knob until she was absolutely certain that she wasn't going to get into the room. What room was it? Alana wasn't altogether certain but that was far from the point.

The point was that she wanted in! And she wanted in NOW. before that yicky funny smelling old lady that babysat her on Wednesday's came around. Alana knew it was wrong to have run off from her again. But she'd left a crayon scrawled note that said.

GON TO DADS CLAS

That explained it all didn't it? She was off to find daddy's class. It had to be more interesting than what she'd been up to which was nothing. First Ms. Crabbypants had said she'd watched too much tv already so no Dora, then she said she didn't need anymore sweets, THEN she said that she didn't want to dress up with Alana and play fairies. What was she supposed to do then? Be quiet? NO WAY. Alana had managed to color for a few minutes... well color and hatch her plan that came to fruition when the old lady went to the bathroom like she always did. Note left, Alana scampered out of the room.

Now just to find the classroom. Alana had thought she'd known where the class was but as she kept walking and walking she was pretty sure she didn't know where it was! NO GOOD. She hadn't given up yet though, she was wearing her lucky tutu that Sam had got her for her birthday as well as the Dora the explorer t-shirt she'd bought for her at the show.

Dora would be able to find the room... so could Alana!

The sound of one of the doors she'd already tried opening up caused Alana to spin around. Tutu flying out and all. "WAAAAIIIT!" She called running toward the man that was coming out of the doorway.

Where: NYC
When: Night
Who: Sam, Alana and possibly Kiernan. Who knows.

This past week had been…interesting. Actually, it really hadn’t been all that bad. Jax seemed to be in a far better mood than Sam could have ever hoped for and Manny…was well Manny so there really weren’t any surprises there. Truth be told the trio didn’t spend much time together and that was fine with Sam. As long as Jax was happy running around with her boyfriend (oooo) then that was all that mattered. It actually gave Sam plenty of time to meet up with some old friends and catch up on her HBO shows. Oh yeah, she was definitely a wild one.

It took a lot of willpower on her part not to pick up her cell and call Easton every five seconds. She missed him something fierce but the last thing she wanted to do was smother him when they had just decided to try again. And thank goodness for that or else Sam would have been drowning her sorrows in the mini bar and whatever ice cream she could get her hands on. Her ass and thighs were definitely thankful. But enough about that.

This week was definitely set up to be better than the previous. Sunday had brought the arrival of Alana and Kiernan for the two or so hours that he had between flights. Sam really tried not to let things be too awkward between them and focused more on Alana’s questions than anything else. And boy was she full of them! Nonstop chatter bug that was for sure.

The first two days they had spent together had consisted of a lot of sightseeing and shopping. Alana was growing out of her clothes again and what better place than NYC to replenish her wardrobe? It didn’t hurt that a couple of Sam’s friends were managers and even owners of clothing stores. Hello, discounts! But of course no amount of shopping could hold a candle to where they were headed for tonight.

Alana had been practically bouncing off of the walls all day and Sam was afraid that she might burst if time didn’t pass quickly enough. Fortunately she managed to keep Alana from completely losing and before she knew it, they were exiting the theater. “So, what did you think of Dora?”

Who: Upton and Alana
Where: Tunnels beneath the castle
When: Evening
What: Upton is a bad bad man

My my my, Halcyon House seemed empty tonight. Empty but for a few. The cats had all run off and left the mice behind to play. Wasn’t that nice?

And play they did.

Well Upton did anyway. He wasn’t really sure where any of his comrades were, or what they were doing. Something dastardly he was sure, something for their master, Sergius. Something to bring the school and those in charge, even further under his control. As for Upton however, he was having a bit of play with a little mind all too easy to manipulate.

Little Alana.

Upton stood within the shadows of the Terrene House Men’s floor. No, he had no worry of the guards. The guards here, in this area, were on his side after all. Upton had been practicing, getting far better with these mind tricks. On one so young and impressionable as Alana it should be not difficult at all. He concentrated his thoughts on her room, knowing it was the child and her sitter, all alone. The sitter was not much older than she was, well, not in supernatural terms. The former agent rally should take more care with his child. At least get an older, more resistant sitter.

Concentrating. What do little girls like? Ice cream. Wasn’t that what Rose had always whined for? No. Rose had been such a silent little thing. But she did like ice cream, of course she did. Ice cream with sprinkles… this was what he thought of as he concentrated his thoughts on Alana’s. A kitten eating ice cream with sprinkles. Yes. How could she resist?

Before the door even opened he was making his way off of this floor, moving ahead in the direction of the kitchen.